This short story, set in the Psy/Changeling universe, is the first in the Night Shift anthology, and honestly, one of the blandest entries in the series. I do not recommend this as a starting point for the series or, really, Ms Singh’s writing.
I first read this story shortly after it was published as part of the Night Shift 1 paranormal romance anthology, back in late 2014. I was lost in the story from the word go, while well aware that it is set in a very dark world, with violence of every kind and abundant gore, and graphic sex on the page.
Because #IAmProBodilyAutonomy/#IAmProAbortion, I am hosting a transcript of the screenshot below for Jackie Barbosa (tweet here), who’ll be editing and publishing a Romance for Roe anthology, all proceeds to benefit pro-choice charities.
There really is no rhyme or reason why books languish in my physical and digital TBR Cordilleras of Doom.
Case in point: it had been a long while since I read anything by Jules Jones, though what I have read, I have liked, and there are a number of her works in my digital TBR pile.
So why I haven’t read more of her stuff? (I got nothing¹)
At any rate, back in August 2017, Ms Jones very kindly sent me a copy of this anthology for review. And while my reading has been iffy at best for a long time now, I read all nine stories in the book in one sitting just a few days after that.
Sadly, then the “can’t write to save my life” curse struck, fueled by current events, and here we are now, nine months later. ::guilty wince::
Warning: there is explicit sex and some light kink in all of these. If that’s not your thing, stop here. None of these are genre romance stories, with HEA/HFN, though all are full of hope and joy. Also, Jules Jones and Storm Duffy are two writing facets of the same author.
Stormy Nights, by Jules Jones and Stormy Duffy
This is a collection of nine short stories of varying lengths and genres; some are very romantic, some are more short erotic vignettes than stories, and one is an incredibly poignant fantasy with very strong romantic elements. There are merpeople, and fae, and just plain contemporaries.
In competition for the shortest blurb EVER:
Sex and love, lies and truth, shades in between. Happy endings and might-have-beens. Nine tales of these things between men.
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There really is no rhyme or reason why books languish in my physical and digital TBR Cordilleras of Doom.
Her Hands, My Hands 