A surprisingly sexy story about necrophilia.
I hesitate to admit this, but…this tale of a mortuary worker enamored with corpses was definitely sexy. Normally, necrophilia really isn’t my kink. I swear! I have to blame the author. I don’t know how exactly, but Havok can somehow make this stuff hot, and that’s definitely worth some respect.
Perhaps it’s the POV writing. Havok does such a good job of immersing the reader in the thoughts of her protagonist, it’s hard not to get drawn in, lose sight of reality, and end up sharing, if only for a moment, the character’s warped perspective. I found the heroine convincing even when her actions were questionable on a rational level, because Havok did such a good job of selling her emotions. Of course, in addition to lady-on-corpse action, there’s also a decent amount of twists, suspense, and intrigue in this tale, as well as some romance of the non-Necromantik variety.
If you’re a jaded splatterporn enthusiast – or if you just want to know what it might be like to be an ethically compromised, corpse-loving embalmer – you’ll probably get a kick out of this one.