Starspawn by Wendy N Wagner
There should be a law against game companies shoehorning Cthulhu mythos into their kitchen sink worlds.
There should be a law against game companies shoehorning Cthulhu mythos into their kitchen sink worlds.
This one does everything it can to remind you that you could – should – have been reading Nalini Singh’s new one instead.
Love JR Ward? Well, here’s an author who is doing her best impersonation of that author’s less talented sister, hoping to get your money too.
Ruthless? Try “toothless”.
I hate the protagonist so much, I’m deducting one oogie out of spite. Eat dung and die, Rodrick Poopchuter!
This is an okay kind of zany read. It should have been zanier and crazier, though.
It took two people to come up with this much of a waste of time?
When this story finally kicks into high gear, there is only a quarter or so left of it to go. Oh well.
The author seems to be trying too hard to impress here. Less gimmicks, more coherence and substance, please.
So many nerdy-bloodthirsty bookworm-warriors everywhere – I don’t think my heart can take it.