Bloodlust by Kiyara Benoit
Genre: Action/Adventure, Paranormal, Sci-Fi/Fantasy
Length: Short Story (49 pgs)
Rating: 3.5 cherries
Reviewed by Tiger Lily
When a tiny wisp of a woman is cursed by Loki, she wields a sword most men would struggle to use and is untamable, but then along comes the Ambassador of Dwarves...
Deyorah is cursed by Loki. She loves to spill blood. Thus, she suffers from bloodlust, and, as a result, most men fear her. Sir Avegore, Ambassador of the Dwarves, has a different perspective of her power...as well as the power of sex and love.
Can one control a desire to do something others would consider wrong? Can that desire be directed into an action done for good? It can be when you control Bloodlust.
This little fantasy story is a quick read. You won’t want to put it down. The world is rich with descriptions—including the ogre poo—but it’s worth it. You’re immersed in Deyorah’s point of view. You feel for her and her people, although I wasn’t totally sure why her brothers were so...needy. But, the sex scenes between the hero and heroine are interesting and hot.
Deyorah is an interesting heroine. She’s got what could be a gift or a curse. She can wield a huge sword to quench her bloodlust. But the trick is that she can’t control it. She’s dying to find a man who can help quell her desire and make her a better woman as well. The reader can empathize with her struggles because we all have issues we want to overcome. You want to see her find that man she needs.
Avegore isn’t your usual run-of-the-mill hero. He’s an overly large dwarf. Now I have to admit, when I think of dwarves in fantasy stories... I tend to think more of two foot bald headed guys in robes. Avegore is nothing of the sort. He’s handsome in a unique way that suits Deyorah perfectly. To me, that’s what made him sexy. He’s determined to be her right-hand man and to help her use her talents for the good of the world.
If you want a story that will stick with you long after the final page, then read Bloodlust. You won’t regret it. I give this short story 3.5 cherries.