Edge of Temptation (The Edge #2) by Megan Crane
The story is set in a world where the Storms have ravaged the cities, forcing everyone back essentially into the dark ages.
For those who don’t know, the Vegvisir is an Icelandic Viking rune that is meant to protect the bearer from ever becoming lost. Bjork has one, though I think we can all agree she got a little lost with that whole “swan dress” fiasco in 2001. But I digress.
Not two pages in and my hopes were dashed. Shit. My old enemy—Dystopian fiction.
The story is set in a world where the Storms have ravaged the cities, forcing everyone back essentially into the dark ages. It’s the tale of a raider, Gunnar, who needs to find a virgin to sacrifice in order to bring back his dead mate. Maud is a nun-on-the-run who asks to go with him (before realizing that he wants to kill her) in order to escape her creepy, messed up church. The two share a palpable energy from the get-go, and they get up to all sorts of kinky shenanigans before Gunnar has to decide whether his old mate is worth killing his new lady for.
Speaking of frisky bits, the fourth thing I liked was that the sex scenes were no-holds-barred steam-a-thons. Seriously, more than once I felt like I needed a cigarette. If you’re looking for something that’s going to fog up the bus windows on your commute, look no further. There are sex scenes for days in this book, and the BDSM is off the chain. And sometimes on the chain, if you know what I mean ;)
Unfortunately, the whole world that Megan Crane has created creeps me the hell out. Not only is the church completely disgusting, but the cities seem like wretched places too. Lots of people like that, I realize. There’s a huge market for novels set in worlds that are a perverted version of our own. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with that, and I think everyone should read what they like to read and be happy. But I am not one of the people that feels comfortable in dystopia, so when Maud was describing the role of nuns in the church, and Gunnar was educating her on proper city etiquette, it made me feel just the teansiest bit sick inside. In the end, I’m a bit torn. Yes, all of the good things that I mentioned made reading it interesting. Unfortunately, the downsides influenced my opinion almost equally. Almost. The positives won out in the end, for me, because I’m trying this new thing where I go out of my comfort zone. Usually this involves pushing myself a little harder at the gym, but hey, why not throw in a few sexy post-apocalyptic novels every once in awhile?