The Violin's Puppeteer: an explicit erotic romance

I received this book for free in exchange for an honest review
Well, that certainly left an impression.

At first, I was more than a little nervous. Nestled in some of the first pages was the phrase “...dipping a toe into my eyes, instead of just on their surface.” I knew what the author was trying to say, they were going for a deeper connection, but the wording was very, very awkward.

It happened again a bit later with the phrase “...keep my tongue from snaking out to lick the cells of his DNA from his lips”, by now I was thoroughly side-eyeing this story. What other verbal shenanigans would we get into? How long before I read something so ridiculous I just couldn't go on with it. Would I persevere?

I stuck with it, and I am extremely happy that I did.

The Violin's Puppeteer is one of the hottest erotica books I've ever read. It's creative, fun, a little brainy, a little artsy, with perfectly matched heroine and hero.

While starting out a bit typical, their courtship grows into a dialog of fun banter while they engage in people watching. Eventually he takes her home and they dive into some of the sexiest scenarios my e-reader has ever had the pleasure of hosting.

There is no vapid heroine here and while the hero starts off smug and aloof, he gets more human and vulnerable by the end.

While hot, the sex was also very realistic, with the heroine's mind sometimes getting very philosophical one moment and she can't speak in the next, uttering things like “Nnghaafahf...”, the constant need to drink water, the power-struggles and wrestling, and the meandering conversations in the afterglow.

Despite a rocky start, I enjoyed this book immensely, it had artistic integrity, realism, a bit of humour, developed characters and, did I mention really hot sex?

Eagerly awaiting a follow up. 4.5 stars.