I get in these moods every so often for a good smut book. You know, otherwise known as a romance novel. I’m rather picky when it comes to my selections, but I thought I had found the perfect book when I saw the cover of a woman dressed in knight’s mail. I mean, come on, a woman kicking ass, but also having some hot sex – what’s not to like?
Oh, let me tell you.
The Angel and the Prince by Laurel O’Donnell (yes, a woman wrote this) gave me everything I wanted in the first hundred pages. A strong female lead that couldn’t be defeated by anyone in battle who just happens to have some sex with the #1 enemy warrior on the other side when he’s her captive. As her brother stated, “You want him, then take him.” And she did. Ah, a breath of fresh air!
If only I’d stopped there.
Let’s just jump down to how this book ends. Strong female lead becomes imprisoned by the other side and suddenly becomes”¦ well, motherly. Yup, that’s right. She begins teaching the enemy’s country how to cook, helps them with their problems, and so on. And sure, I suppose you can be a superb killer, but also a really swell gal, so I can perhaps let that go.
But in the end, she decides to stay with her #1 enemy warrior lover in his homeland, giving up her family, her home, and most importantly here, her status as a warrior. She’ll just be his wife now, happy to watch her honey go off to kill her people, since she’d, naturally, feel weird about helping with that.
Because, of course, it’s the woman that has to give up everything for her man.
“Here, sweetie, I made you some muffins. Have fun killing off my kin and people! I’ll knit you a sweater while you’re gone!”
Ugh. UGH, I say.