Sleepwalker
Tanith
Davenport
Genre:
Paranormal Erotic Romance
Publisher:
Total-e-Bound
ISBN:
978-1-78184-815-9
Number
of pages: 36
Word
Count: 14,000
Goodreads
Rating: 5
My
Rating: 4
Book
Trailer: http://youtu.be/yTBATkCiyVc
Book
Description:
Tally Haslam has too much to deal with. An herbalist
and aromatherapist, her latest creation - an aphrodisiac potion - remains in unsaleable
condition as she has nobody to test it with. And, much to her annoyance, she
sleepwalks.
Hoping to get away from it all for a weekend, Tally
travels to nearby Madigan Hall for their yearly Paranormal Evening—but on the
first night she wakes up outside the bedroom of another guest: Kyle Hunter, who
has chosen to pleasure himself with the door open. Tally escapes without being
seen, but is unable to get Kyle out of her head—especially when she finds
herself at the same table at him the following evening.
However, Tally's world is turned upside down when, at
the paranormal dinner, she encounters the ghost of the Blue Lady, who seems
determined not to leave her alone—and shows a disturbing penchant, when Tally
sleepwalks again, for leading her astray...
My
Take On The Book:
What can I say about this short book? Nothing more than, it was awesome. It was a surprisingly quick read, very to the point. The story picks up with our main character Tally sleep walking, a recurring theme throughout the story and jumps right into things. It literally had it all, the paranormal, the romance and the steamy scenes that we adults look for in the adult reads.
The storyline was tied together very well leaving almost no
questions unanswered. The book was also well written with the exception of a
few scenes. But the mistakes weren’t glaring and in no way did it leave you
confused. Since this was such a short read that I was able to knock out in just
about 35 minutes, (yeah I’m weird, I time myself) I’m only gonna do a quick
Pros and Cons List.
The
Great (Pros):
- Kyle. Sexy and funny and a complete smart ass. A great love interest.
- Ashlee. Kyle’s sister. She was way out there and definitely in a good way. She was friendly to Tally and I loved the banter between her and her brother.
- Tally. Tally had her stupid moments, ok, they were very stupid moments. She liked to over think things but she was a great main character.
- The paranormal storyline. Ok I know that is a bit vague as far as bullets go but that is really all I can say. Sure the sexy scenes where downright steamy, but it was the actual storyline that was my favorite. I also really enjoyed how the author made this storyline work in such a short book.
The Not So Great (Cons):
- Length. There weren’t very many cons other than my turning the page at the end and feeling let down that it was over.
- Inconsistencies. There were a few of these littered throughout the story. Most notably, the sex scenes. The characters weren’t doing any weird acrobatic or almost physically impossible moves that I couldn’t envision, it was just the minor details that the author overlooked that I as a reader could not. For example in one of the scenes it is mentioned that she’s not wearing underwear under her nightgown but later in the morning she’s looking for them and a few more sentences with said underwear commence.
- Grammatical errors. Once again nothing to big, but I did do my little weirdo twitch in a few parts when I noticed them. For example, the word a instead of an and so on. Like I said nothing too drastic.
- Lack of Kyle info. Off the bat, other than what he looks like nude then dressed and the smart ass comments, you’ve got next to no info of the loveable oaf. You don’t know much about him. Sure you know he’s a skeptic and that he’s only at this convention for his sister but as a love interest for the main character, short story of not, I would like to know a little basic knowledge about him. Where does he work? Things like that.
4 Quills
A
short read, but a great read. I would definitely recommend this one to
basically anyone that enjoys these short paranormal reads with steamy scenes. Enjoy the Guest Post and Excerpt Below!
Fun with Alternative Therapies
One of my favourite parts of writing is the
research, and Sleepwalker was no
exception. Since my heroine was an aromatherapist and herbalist, that meant an
entertaining foray into alternative therapies.
Despite much derision from people about how
these therapies are “bullshit”, I personally have always been open to the idea.
As I suffer from a number of chronic conditions I have a good excuse to try as
many different treatments as possible. Fortunately I live close to a teaching
clinic where I have been able to try osteopathy (great, even if the
joint-cracking is a bit unnerving), acupuncture and herbalism, and through the
convenience of Groupon vouchers I’ve also ventured into aromatherapy, reiki and
reflexology. How much these things actually work and how much is psychological
is open to question, but I’m still willing to pay good money to have my feet
massaged for an hour.
One thing I didn’t try in my venture into
herbalism, however, was herbal aphrodisiacs. I know they exist, because I’ve
seen them on shelves in those wonderful little shops filled with mysterious
scents and wind chimes. So it was perfectly plausible to me that Tally Haslam,
my herbalist heroine who owns one of these shops, would have been asked to create
her own blend.
All she needs now is someone to try it out
with. Will hot skeptic Kyle Hunter be that man?
An Excerpt from Chapter One
As soon
as she opened her eyes, she knew it had happened again.
The hallway was dark, the only light source a moonbeam that fell through a nearby window. She felt carpet beneath her bare feet, her silk nightgown brushing against her ankles. The air was still, cool, and silent. The building was asleep.
Damn it. She knew this had been a bad idea.
A soft sound behind her made her spin round, her dark hair slapping against her shoulders. A crack of light glowed at the end of the corridor—a door had fallen ajar. She could hear something from within, quiet noises that sparked a memory at the back of her mind.
Tally turned on the spot and looked around her. The place was familiar, and she bit her lip in frustration. Her room was near here, but there was no avoiding it—she would have to pass the open door.
A metal object knocked against her ankle as she moved, and relief flooded through her. At least she still had her room key. As quietly as possible she made her way down the corridor, pressing close to the opposite wall as the open door drew nearer.
What is that noise? Is that...?
The urge to glance through the doorway was irresistible as she passed. A figure was visible, and she paused—
And froze.
The first thing she saw on the bed were a pair of feet, splayed to reveal tanned legs leading up to a muscular, naked male body. Dark hair spread on the pillow and, lower, drew a happy trail from a defined chest down, down, down to the hollow of his groin, from which rose a solid erection wrapped in one firm hand. His face was barely visible, but what she could see was twisted in a rictus of pleasure as his hand glided up and down, up and down, up and -
Oh God!
Tally knew she should go, but her body remained inextricably pressed against the wall, her gaze fixed on the vision in front of her. She tightened her fingers in the folds of her nightgown, breathless, conscious of the heat growing in her gut and the wetness slowly building in her centre.
The gasps from the room gradually became deep, masculine moans. She could see the muscles in his thighs flexing, see the heavy mass of his balls tightening. He was close, very close, and warmth bloomed within her as she watched, all thought gone from her mind except the sight of his pleasure, the rounded curves of his arse, the jerking of his hips as his hand moved faster, faster
Then he groaned, spasmed, and spurted his release high, droplets spattering his chest. Tally closed her eyes in sympathy, struggling to control her breathing.
If she left now, he might not hear her. She turned and bolted down the corridor, running on her tiptoes, hastily scanning the darkened space for the turning that led to her own room.
This could not happen again.
About The Author
Tanith Davenport began writing erotica at the age of 27 by
way of the Romantic Novelists' Association New Writers' Scheme. Her debut novel
"The Hand He Dealt" was released by Total-e-Bound in June 2011 and
was shortlisted for the Joan Hessayon Award for 2012.
Tanith has had short stories published by Naughty Nights
Press and House of Erotica. She loves to travel and dreams of one day taking a
driving tour of the United States, preferably in a classic 1950s pink Cadillac
Eldorado.
Tanith's idea of heaven is an Indian head massage with a
Mojito at her side.
Website: www.tanithdavenport.com
Facebook: www.facebook.com/TanithDavenport
Twitter: www.twitter.com/TanithDavenport
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