Yep. Fantasy. The unusual concept was the only reason I continued after the first book. It could have been so much better without the ridiculous “romance novel” threading through it. If I ever hear the words “delicious” or “smirk” again, I may puke on the spot. Repetitive, useless dialogue … minutes on end of completely unrealistic “romantic” mutterings, and the “powerful” main feminine character turns into a simpering fool while teasing her male counterpart in extremely provocative ways because it’s implied she’s a “good girl”…gads. Reminded me of teens making out in the back of a car. Narrator made it tolerable. I’ll say it did keep my attention because I wanted to find out not if, but how they’d achieve their intended outcome, but I fast-forwarded through several hours of pure dribble.
