Author: Sky Moncrief
Author's Website: http://skhyemoncrief.com/
Genre: Science Fiction Romance
Length: 293 pages
Purchase Links: Amazon, Barnes & Noble
Book Blurb
Congratulations, Dr. Charlotte Barley! You won a one-way ticket to Diablo's Shithole!
Yes, Dr. Barley, you saved earth from humanity's extinction brought on by overpopulation, discovered wormholes, and gave humanity a new lease on life. But, you're being hunted by someone using a wormhole device you can't fathom, plagued by a type of sleepwalking that involves reliving your alien sexual experiences gleaned from wormhole journeys, and, yes, we see that you can't deal with your murdered bodyguards--mercenary Space Marines forced to anchor your body to a bed at night by acting out the sex memories haunting your REM cycle. Get over it already because there's nowhere left to hide except Diablo's Shithole...And the shit is about to hit Diablo's fan more than you could ever imagine...Because, deep down inside, you know you're into all that kinky sex.
So, who will the next victim be? Is tall, long, and corded astrophysicist Major Fitzroy capable of dancing with death to save your ass, or are you willing to sacrifice hotter-than-sin muscle-bound explosives fanatic Corporal Laurel? Just don't let their nuts rub together. And you know your alien-infested sexual dreams are a huge turn on for you. Just face the music, honey. Can your bodyguards fulfill the sexual fantasy of the king of all alien kings and his troop of humping brothers until the truth is exposed to save your ass?
So, Dr. Barley, you slut, ready for another slide down a slippery wormhole to Diablo's Shithole? It looks like a lot of fun. And more than those feet are going to get wet in the SLIPSTREAM.
Yes, Dr. Barley, you saved earth from humanity's extinction brought on by overpopulation, discovered wormholes, and gave humanity a new lease on life. But, you're being hunted by someone using a wormhole device you can't fathom, plagued by a type of sleepwalking that involves reliving your alien sexual experiences gleaned from wormhole journeys, and, yes, we see that you can't deal with your murdered bodyguards--mercenary Space Marines forced to anchor your body to a bed at night by acting out the sex memories haunting your REM cycle. Get over it already because there's nowhere left to hide except Diablo's Shithole...And the shit is about to hit Diablo's fan more than you could ever imagine...Because, deep down inside, you know you're into all that kinky sex.
So, who will the next victim be? Is tall, long, and corded astrophysicist Major Fitzroy capable of dancing with death to save your ass, or are you willing to sacrifice hotter-than-sin muscle-bound explosives fanatic Corporal Laurel? Just don't let their nuts rub together. And you know your alien-infested sexual dreams are a huge turn on for you. Just face the music, honey. Can your bodyguards fulfill the sexual fantasy of the king of all alien kings and his troop of humping brothers until the truth is exposed to save your ass?
So, Dr. Barley, you slut, ready for another slide down a slippery wormhole to Diablo's Shithole? It looks like a lot of fun. And more than those feet are going to get wet in the SLIPSTREAM.
Holly's Review:
I've said before that I'm a fan of Shkye Moncrief's Werescape books and I'll admit to being disappointed that she started a new series and left her gorgeous hunk, werewolf, post-apocalyptic world behind. But, I persevered and read Slipstream. I'm so thoroughly glad I did!
Slipstream builds into ménage like two male cats trying for the same in-heat feline. Nope, no were-animals but I don't know how else to describe it. Fitzroy and Laurel, a.k.a hunky uptight space Marines, are the two most unlikely on the planet to share a woman especially at the same time. Their interaction is funny, frustrating, and at times hotter than molten lava.
Charlotte's sex dreams take this book from M/F/M to F/M/M/M... I could have used more description in the later but I'm hoping we see some more of the evil human egg stealing brothers in future books.
The "one-liners" in this story had me laughing out loud. Maybe, just maybe, Ms. Moncrief has turned me into Scifi romance reader especially if they're her books.
Slipstream builds into ménage like two male cats trying for the same in-heat feline. Nope, no were-animals but I don't know how else to describe it. Fitzroy and Laurel, a.k.a hunky uptight space Marines, are the two most unlikely on the planet to share a woman especially at the same time. Their interaction is funny, frustrating, and at times hotter than molten lava.
Charlotte's sex dreams take this book from M/F/M to F/M/M/M... I could have used more description in the later but I'm hoping we see some more of the evil human egg stealing brothers in future books.
The "one-liners" in this story had me laughing out loud. Maybe, just maybe, Ms. Moncrief has turned me into Scifi romance reader especially if they're her books.
I personally purchased this book to offer a fair and honest review.
I rate Slipstream 5 Erotic Pillows and 5 Scorching Candles
LOL- love the opening in the blurb! Great review Holly.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ava. This book was too much FUN to read and I loved it.
ReplyDeleteTHANK YOU, Holly! I appreciate the time you took to write a review. Well Dr. Barley would too. But she's a little busy...
ReplyDeleteThanks, Ava! ~Skhye
I love books that make me laugh! I might have to try this one :-) Great review Holly!
ReplyDeletewoo really great excerpt and that make me also laugh!
ReplyDeleteHave all a wonderful night
Cheers