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Series: Mercy Thompson #4
There’s something unique about Briggs’ writing because even though she holds off on the sex, people still read it! That to me is a testament to her writing skill. ~ Under the Covers
This is my second time reading Bone Crossed. Having not read the first three books the first time, I was completely lost to what was happening. I didn’t feel attached to Mercy’s character and didn’t find the romance engaging. This time around though, everything was in perspective and I found that this book was a lot “lighter” in terms of the banter between characters. Briggs really kicked up the humour in this book! I found myself stupidly smiling at the teasing between Mercy and the werewolves and I noticed that Mercy’s got a smart mouth in this one! This line was particularly funny:
There was even a “Ho, ho, ho,” if you skipped around a little and deleted an “e” on the last “ho”. Our green painter had a limited vocabulary and occasionally mixed up a professional working woman with a garden implement. Har har!
One thing that’s different about this series is that the vampires don’t give off “fuck me” pheromones. Instead, they’re scary as hell, which is just as effective as keeping readers on their toes. James Blackwood creeps me out and the ending with the ghosts and zombie thing just wasn’t for me. Yuck!
But the biggest thing about this book is probably the relationship between Mercy and Adam. While they aren’t going at it like rabbits, there’s still one scene that is particularly memorable. There’s something unique about Briggs’ writing because even though she holds off on the sex, people still read it! That to me is a testament to her writing skill. There’s so much more to Mercy and her world than just her relationships. And it’s a world I’d love to read more of.
“Just like Medea,” he murmured. “All I have to do is put my hands on you. You can be spitting mad…and then you lean against me and go all soft and still.” He put his mouth against my ear. “That’s how I know you want me as much as I want you.” His arms were tight around me, and I knew that I wasn’t the only one with wounds.
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