Daphne Vance’s life is perfect — she’s a beautiful, devoted wife, and her husband has just bought her a vast countryside estate to start their family in.
But when her husband leaves on a business trip, it doesn’t feel like she’s alone in the mansion — she can feel eyes watching her, and hot hands trailing up her thighs. The domineering spirit of the mansion’s former owner is still present — and when she discovers her husband cheating on her, she doesn’t want to resist the Master anymore….
Ever read something then immediately think “wtf did I just read?” It happens to me, albeit not very often, but it does.
And it did with this novel.
Read that synopsis up there? Yeah that’s a lie. Daphne’s life isn’t perfect. We can see from page one she isn’t happy with her marriage or the changes happening in her life. Daphne is also, to put it mildly, an idiot. The author attempts to make this forgivable by using lame plot devices such as Daphne being “sheltered,” but put simply Daphne either doesn’t have a brain or doesn’t know how to use.
Which makes it all that more confusing when she “discovers” her husband cheating on her. I must have missed something because these “clues” that lead her to believe her husband is cheating don’t exist. Just another weak plot device the author uses to further the story that makes zero sense.
The sex scenes were hot at first, but there is only so many times you can read about someone getting molested by invisible hands that “set their skin on fire” before it gets old. And then comes the ménage a trois (or was it technically a foursome?) and the possession and all of sudden it’s gone from erotic to horror in the span of a few paragraphs. It was enough to get the reader whiplash.
I downloaded this novel because of how attractive the man on the cover is and because the synopsis genuinely sounded interesting. Oh pretty covers, how you fool me once again…