REVIEW: Daughter of Lust

by Ann Mayburn
For the Love of Evil, Book 1
www.annmayburn.com

Publisher: Decadent Publishing, LLC
Format: e-book

(I purchased this book from amazon.com)

Natalia is a cambion and doesn’t know it. What’s a cambion? Here’s a link that explains it. I had to do research into it for a novella I wrote last year. It’s quite an interesting paranormal creature. And as a matter of fact, Merlin was supposed to be a cambion.

But I digress, lol.

Natalia doesn’t know she’s a cambion. Her father, Asmodeus, High Prince of Hell and High Keeper of Lust, is having trouble with Belal, another demon who has found a way to bring sloth and apathy into the human world via opium. If humans have no carnal interest, then Asmodeus loses his power, because, after all, he’s the Keeper of Lust. He feels it’s Belal’s way of taking over his kingdom.

So he sends Raum, his general, to Earth to solve the problem of Belal and the opium shipped through Russia. However, this is also where Natalia lives. Asmodeus also wants Raum to protect his daughter and help her through the awakening of her demon side.

This sets the pace for the story. On one side there are politics in Hell; on the other side, there’s the romance between Natalia and Raum as she struggles with her powers and what she feels is the onset of insanity. The two plots combine into one and work extremely well together.

But as Nalalia’s demon side awakens—remember, she’s the daughter of the High King of Lust—things get a little tricky. She discovers the teachings of ‘sex is bad’ wars with her inner demon who wants sex. Yeah, baby! Sex! Come on, give it to her…give it to her now! Rowl!

Uh, sorry. Reading that book is like Viagra for women. “Honey, I need you in the bedroom now!” Or on the floor. Aw, hell, fire up the washing machine and let’s ride that baby for a while.

Ahem. Sorry.

Ms. Mayburn did an excellent job of keeping Natalia innocent and at the same time one kick-ass demoness. Look out, the pretty lady will bite!

Now for all you fans of hot-sex romance. Let’s just say that the expression “when Hell freezes over” isn’t an option in this book. The sex in Daughter of Lust is…how do I say this? Aw, screw it. I’ll put it this way…if I was Natalia, I’d have to walk around with an ice pack in my panties 24/7. Natalia craves sex, and it’s what fuels her powers. Oh, and lets not forget her concubines such as Gregor and the ones Raum has and shares with her.After I read the book I was hollering, “Honey, where are those damn ice cubes?” This book should come with a warning label: Do not read this novel unless you’re wearing asbestos panties.

It’s obvious the author did a lot of research to create her Hell world. I recognized many things that I’ve studied myself, so rest assured the novel is based on a lot of background work into angel, demons, Hell, Heaven, magic, and so on. The intricacy of Hell is amazing, and it certainly made me pause and contemplate what most cultures believe Hell is versus…well, what IS it really?

This is book one of either a trilogy or a series, so I’m curious to see what happens in the next novel. Daughter of Lust is well written, extremely vivid, and a roller-coaster ride that criss-crosses Earth and Hell. It’s probably one of the most unique romances I’ve read in a long, long time.

My only complaint is that I would’ve liked more of the historical aspect of Natalia’s life in Russia for the year 1870. Hell was rich and lushly described, but I was curious about Kazan, Russia, too.

I highly recommend, Daughter of Lust. If you’re a fan of sizzling sex, gripping romance, dark underworld politics of both man and demon all mixed with mystery and action, this is the novel for you.

Well done, Ms. Mayburn. It’s extremely difficult to impress me in fiction, especially erotic romance, so I give you both thumbs up.

Now, who has those damn ice cubes?

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