Review: Fun and Sexy!
Rating: 5 out of 5
Date: 08 9, 2012
Well, just to start off, I needed something light and "fluffy" to review since I have been doing some strong, serious books lately. The "Biting" series is funny, sassy, sexy and oh-so-much fun!In "Biting My Fire" we meet Elena and Bo. Elena, is a strong-willed police officer who is trying to make Detective in the town of Meier's Corners, a little town outside of Chicago. She is relegated to night shift and has been doing nothing more than answering disturbance calls when a murder happens on her shift. Now, if she solves the murder, she is a full-time detective. Enter Bo Strongwell. Bo is a Vampire and his job is to protect both the Vampire's and Humans of Meier's Corners. What happens will have you smiling and holding your sides laughing. There are a lot of sub-characters that are going to be playing big and little parts in the remaining series. These "characters" are just that - characters. Between the hookers, the granny stripping on the bar in Neiman's, her best friend Nixie that doesn't speak in any normal language, Dirk Ruffles and the other Vampires (good and rogue), you won't want to put this book down. Now, mix all this in with some wild Vampire sex and the both of them working on solving the "Case of the Punctured Prick", as Elena has named it, you will be oh-so-happy that you decided to pick up this series and reading it.Now, I know that I would normally give you a synopsis of this story but so much is going on that it is very hard to summarize. I can tell you this, though, I was thrilled with the way the book was written. Mary Hughes brought all the characters together seamlessly. Her descriptions of the antics that happen in Meier's Corners make you feel like they are real. So, between the hot sex scenes (well I was panting then), the people of Meier's Corners (wait until you meet Dirk Ruffles) and Elena's phone ringing every time her and Bo get started (talk about being frustrated) I had a smile on my face throughout the book. Now, I just can't resist, here is an except from the book that actually had me laughing out loud:"I found the witnesses at the far end of the bar. Putting on my regulation cop face and manners, I strode over and flashed my badge/ID case at the smaller of the two guys. "Are you Dieter Donner?" I pronounced it Dye-ter, but I should've known better."That's Dee-tehr, cutie." Donner was a small, shaggy man with bright blue eyes and teeth too big for his face, like a horse's mouth slapped on a collie. "What's a cutie like you doin' in a place like this?" His words were slurred."Original. And that's Detective Cutie to you." I turned. "You, sir?" Donner's partner was a large distinguished-looking man, bald but for a skirt of hair hula-ing around his ears. Surrey with the fringe on top, 'cause if Donner was the horse, this guy was the stately old carriage.The carriage stood and bowed, offering me his seat. "Franz Blitz at your service, Detective Cutie."Donner and Blitz. Thunder and Lightning. Honest to Pete, would I make this up?Blitz continued, "May my compatriot and I buy you a drink?""Thanks, I already ordered something." The bartender slid my cola down to me as I sat between them. "I just have a few questions."A cheer erupted from behind me. Donner hiccuped. "In a minute. Brunhilde Butt is dancing."I turned, only to be blinded by the sight of the grandma tottering on top of the bar, pulling down her tube top. She yanked it all the way to her navel before her nipples were exposed."Aw." I winced. "That's just wrong.""Take it off! Take it off!" Rhythmic pounding started on the bar.Donner cheered. "She's goin' all the way!"It was like a car wreck--I had to look. Grandma yanked up her skirt. I prayed for a layer or two before the ship hit the iceberg, but...ye gods! I had no idea they made orthopedic thigh-highs. And I really didn't want to see if granny's rug matched her sparse silver curtains.The old woman did an experimental strut or two on the bar. A bump-and-grind was followed by a wince of pain. But the way her hips moved made me think she'd had it at one time, and in spades.It wasn't her imagination slowing her down, it was the arthritis.Unfortunately the arthritis also tripped her up. Strutting along, Granny hit a puddle of beer, slipped. Her size six loafers flew up into the air, peanuts scattering like shot. She bounced off a fat drunk like he was an airbag and pitched onto the floor."I'm okay!" She sprang to her feet. The spry move was followed by another wince. I thought it was the arthritis until Granny picked a swizzle stick from between her thighs. Ew."Show's over." Donner held up a finger for another beer. "You got some questions, cutie?"So, with that, I will leave you to read "Bite My Fire" and enjoy the wonderful people of Meier's Corners and the love story of Elena and Bo. Have fun!Review copy provided for an honest review.