I bet you thought I wasn't doing my Short Story Weekly Feature this week...BUT I had to wait to post my review for this selection because I joined the book blitz tour for it. So without further delay here is my review for Claiming Their Royal Mate by Andie Devaux with bonus tour perks... Enjoy <3
PS: This book will be free on Amazon until October 19th and part two in this serial was just released!
*WARNING THIS BOOK IS INTENDED FOR A MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY*
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for Free from October 15-19
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Holy crap. How had she accumulated so many clothes that no longer fit?
Barely keeping hold of the bags full of old clothes, Daniella Clark bumped her butt into the door to push it open. Stepping into the hallway, she hit something nearly as hard as the door—something that grunted at the contact. The bags slipped from her fingers to land on the threshold. The hard body she’d run into was attached to a large man blocking her doorway, and her glare didn’t seem to ruffle him at all.
The jerk was always in her way lately.
“Jeez. Way to skulk around my door. What do you want, Owen?” Daniella asked, hating the breathiness in her voice.
Her neighbor stared at her for a moment, and his nostrils flared. Something passed behind his gaze. Something that made her breath catch and tension build between her legs. But just as quickly as it appeared, it was gone. And he shrugged, arrogant mask engaged.
“I was just passing by. Not my fault you didn’t look where you were going.”
The man was seriously aggravating. She could hardly believe they’d been good friends the last year, ever since she’d accidentally locked herself out of her apartment. He’d been kind enough to give her a place to hang out while she’d waited for the building’s superintendent to show up with the key. From then on, they’d hung out at least once a week, sometimes more, depending on her schedule. That is, up until a month ago.
“I’m getting sick of you always being in my way, Owen.” She picked up the bags, needing something to look at that wasn’t her ridiculously hot neighbor. Her attraction to him itself was irritating because he wasn’t her type, even if he did make her weak in the knees. His face was hard, chiseled and memorable, but his features were too strong to be considered traditionally handsome—his nose too Roman and his jaw a little too wide. Not to mention he rarely smiled at her anymore, and she liked men who weren’t afraid to enjoy life.
Heck, that was why she’d liked his company for so long—his easy laughter and quick wit. Over the last month, it was as if he’d turned into a different man. One who didn’t smile much and who was quick to anger.
She tried not to take it personally, but the fact he’d just cut off their friendship, cold as ice, made being the bigger person difficult.
His full head of light brown hair was nice, if always a little too long—as if he were constantly two weeks late to the barber. But he was far bigger than guys she liked to date. Broad and muscled like a man who never left the gym. Although she’d never actually seen him at the gym near their Denver apartment complex, he had to work out somewhere. Men just didn’t achieve that level of muscle naturally.
But despite the fact he didn’t fit her usual mold, she found herself more than just a little attracted to him.
Of course, that was a hopeless cause if ever there was one. She’d seen his dates—all two of them—since he’d moved into the building. They were both model thin, and while she was usually pretty proud of her voluptuous form, no one would ever accuse her of being waif-like.
Her attraction had started with a tremor. Just the slightest quavering of her voice when she spoke to him. Then, just when she’d started looking at him differently, he’d shut down. Stopped talking to her, started making excuses for why he couldn’t hang out with her anymore. But he always seemed to be around. At her door when she walked out. Looking irritated to run into her in the parking lot.
“I was walking through a shared hallway. Would you prefer I jump out the window to get to my truck?” A hint of a smile touched his lips, and her breath caught.
Freaking-A. No way was a simple smile turning her on. She was really starting to dislike her neighbor. “I’d love for you to jump out a window or two. Heck, I’ll even help with a little push.”
And she wasn’t lying. Sure, she wouldn’t really push a man out a window, but something inside of her—the part that was continuously horny, lately—was also feeling pretty violent. It came out at the weirdest times, and it took every ounce of her self-control not to lash out. Probably she needed to go see her doctor about a new birth control or something. Out of whack hormones were likely the cause of her wild emotions.
Not that Owen was helping. He’d chased off two of her dates in the last month. Not by doing anything she could call him out for. No, he was too subtle for that. He’d just drop in to borrow sugar—when she’d never once seen the man bake. Or he’d say he thought he’d smelled gas coming from her apartment, and wanted to check. Then he’d glower in a way that made her dates run for the hills.
And then he started showing up at her apartment when she was feeling particularly…needy.
“Surely you wouldn’t want to see me injured.” His nose flared again, as if he couldn’t get enough of her smell. It was seriously disturbing.
Even more disturbing was the sudden wetness between her legs and the tension coiling in her belly. She really needed to get some if a man she didn’t even like could get her engine revving by smelling her. “I wouldn’t bet on that.”
“You’ll be happy I’m around, Daniella. Very soon.”
She tried to shove past him, but he moved out of her way before they touched, quick for such a large man. Part of her regretted the lack of contact, but the rest of her thought that part was batshit crazy.
I'm not usually a fan of serial novels because the few I have read all seemed to be missing something. However Claiming Their Royal Mate doesn't fit the standard serial novel mo. It felt complete despite its short length and cliff-hanger ending. I was hooked from the first chapter... I craved this book in a way I wasn't aware was possible. I've already purchased part two which I plan on reading ASAP!
The animistic appeal runs bold in this novella and damn it's sexy. Owen (Daniella's neighbor) will make your inner tigress/tiger roar in pleasure and quivering for more. I was looking forward to the ménage à trois, but it is only mentioned, which was a total bummer. The erotic scenes that do take place make up for the lack of the ménage due to their extreme hotness.
To-Read or Not-To-Read:
Read. If you enjoy shifter erotica I suggest you're stop what your doing and get your fix now! I now understand what other reviewers mean when they refer to books as their shifter crack... Claiming Their Royal Mate was absolutely addicting.