Author: J.A. Rock
Cover Artist: Kanaxa
Rating: 5 of 5 Stars
Publication Date: 10/17/2016
Length: Novella (~ 15K-50K)
Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Fiction, Gay, Gay Fiction, Humor/Comedy, Lesbian, Menage/Poly
Thirty people. Two hours. Only the strong will survive.
When Riddle decides to put on a slave hunt, the Subs Club is on board. Tops hunting bottoms in the woods with paintball guns? Yes. Captives strung up on whipping posts, at the mercy of their captors? Hell yes. But on the morning of the hunt, nothing’s going according to plan. Miles and Drix are at odds over Miles’s reluctance to move in together. Dave is determined to show up D, who thinks Dave won’t last two minutes in the woods. Gould finds himself torn between obeying his master’s orders and living out a longtime fantasy. And Kamen inadvertently becomes a double agent when he aligns himself with two different parties.
By the end of the hunt, alliances will be forged and broken, loyalties will be tested, relationships will be strengthened…and someone will barrel roll. Narrated by ten different characters, Slave Hunt tells the story of two hours in the woods that will change everyone forever. Or at least, remind them that love is the greatest victory of all.
*** Extended Epic Epilogue ***
That’s what this is. An expertly woven blanket, fluffy and worn like the one you always grab for first on a cool autumn eve, with the characters we all love as the threads of friendship, love, forgiveness, vulnerability, anxiety, illumination, and the innate desire to hunt… or be hunted.
Kamen, Kamen, Kamen! How muuuuuuch do I love thee, allow me to enumerate the ways, my silly yet solid as an oak friend. Oh wait, that’s right, I’m unable to fathom that high a digit. You’re all the ways that will ever be. The greatest thing about that? You won’t let it go to your head. Instead, you’re more likely to pen a sarcastic ode that tickles my funny bone and kneads at my heart.
Dave! ~ waves ~ Hi!!
Psssst, everyone, Dave and D have been together for more than two years now. They’re sympatico and odd and happy, and it’s wonderful, and it shows. Dave is still scrumptiously defiant and D is still steady and kinky and caring. Best of all, they continue to delight one another with each new discovery about what works for them.
Oh, Miles, I do heart you so:
I waved good-bye to my seven-year-old son on my mother’s porch, with the rather trepidatious sense that I was headed off to war. Pulse racing. Mind scattered. My hunt sweater already appreciably damp at the pits.
A vocabulary over which to properly salivate, while at the same time feeling the all-too normal sweaty pit thanks to anxiety about leaving a child behind, even with one’s own mother, when all you want to do is be with said child. (I too wish there had been more of your son in the story, Miles, but this was mostly about the adults trying to adult in the adult world.)
I told you we get to spend some time with everyone. 😀 And from their own perspectives. Rock is channeling all of these people. Each of their voices are unmistakable. So much so that I swear I could hear them, not just while in conversation but, as they each shared their current state of mind. What’s in their heart, even when they aren’t 100% sure themselves.
Drix. My man. You are the one for Miles, and vice versa. You’re a good match, and you both know it. Sooooome of you (Miles) just need to work on (Miles) allowing themselves (Miiiiles) to take happiness and contentment by the balls and make them theirs. (Miles.) I mean, the way I feel at ease whenever I get to spend time with you two is no accident. The world is nestled onto its axis when you’re together.
Gould seems settled into life with Kel and Greg. They’re all learning from each other, working their way through what works and what doesn’t. He still has something a bit out of place, like one edge of the puzzle piece is sticking up, causing some consternation. The manner in which that edge is smoothed and soothed is breathtaking. Intimate. Unforgettable. And allows Gould to finally let go. Or at least begin to.
Maya!!! Omg hahahahahahaa! You go, chica, you GO! You might be just about the youngest in this lovingly formulated family, but you see things possibly clearer than anyone else running, stumbling, sulking, barrel rolling, or sharing their pants in those woods. You tell it like it is and would do anything for your buds. And I love the way you love Kamen:
Kamen knocked his guitar case with the toe of his shoe. “I’m going to write a ballad about my captor’s heroics.” Kamen, preshie cinnamon roll, was a songwriter of dubious talent, whose songs were endearing, if not paradigms of craft.
Oh, I’m so sorry, I should have warned you! Do you need help cleaning the screen on your e-reader after guffawing like a boss? No? You’re good? Well, so am I. I’m chuckling at Kamen’s own brand of logic that somehow makes so much sense, nodding at D’s exacting standards in his journal, snorting at Ryan’s ways of being so big in his small body (Yeah! Same here!), sighing at Drix’s sweet heart and gentle fangs, fighting the urge to just HUG Miles forever, cackling at Dave and his cutie whiny ways, and laughing like a loon because Maya makes me do just that.
Somehow, this might be my favorite book in this series. Course, if I hadn’t read the first four, that wouldn’t be the case, it’d be impossible. The chicken or the egg, anyone? Maybe Kamen will pen a little ditty about that…
While we wait to be awkwardly yet awesomely serenaded (while wearing manties?), you’re able to start this series knowing you’re going to get THIS at the end of a journey that’s filled with heart, humor, loss, empathy, struggle, and the greatest desire to just hang out with your friends on a picnic blanket, under the sun, at the park. 😉
~ I also own a copy of this book.
I would like to thank the publisher for providing me with the eARC of this title in exchange for my honest opinion.
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