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I’ve read a lot of romance novels in my time, all in varying degrees of “smuttiness.” At the very top of the smutty scale is the genre called erotica. Erotica is, as I’ve mentioned before, basically a romance novel that goes to eleven. In really bad erotica, there’s nothing but sex—no real plot to speak of, no true character development, just people rutting away in various ways. Really good erotica, on the other hand, is so well written that you barely remember that you’re reading some very smutty, very dirty stuff. Fairyville by Emma Holly definitely falls into this last category.
Zoe Clare is a special young woman, living in the town of Fairyville, Arizona. From a very early age, Zoe has had to ability to see and interact with all manner of supernatural beings: angels, fairies, ghosts, demons, etc. Some people in Fairyville accept her gifts, others not so much.
As an adult, Zoe turns her gift into a reputable and successful business, giving spiritual readings to town residents. Her manager is Magnus Monroe. He’s devilishly handsome, intelligent, funny, and kind, and Zoe can’t help but fall in love with him. It appears that he doesn’t return her affection, though, because, every month, he beds a new woman—and that woman is never poor Zoe. That’s because Magnus is a fairy—not one of the tiny, Tinkerbell-esque ones that Zoe is used to but a full sized fairy—and a prince, to boot. Magnus fled the land of Fairy many years earlier, hoping to escape his mother, the queen. But, to stay in the human realm, Magnus isn’t allowed to “spill his seed” in the woman he loves, hence the parade of one-night stands.
When Zoe’s high school sweetheart comes to town investigating a case—with his erstwhile lover in tow—she and Magnus must help the two men help solve the mystery, all the while thwarting Queen Titania’s schemes to bring her beloved son home.
Fairyville is really one of my favorite books, regardless of genre. The characters are full and well developed (both figuratively and literally), the dialogue is witty, and the story has tension galore. And even though you’re immersed in a story that revolves around ghosts and fairies, you never have to suspend your disbelief. Holly writes it all so well that it never seems ridiculous.
The sex scenes are amazing, too. They’re naughty, to be sure—and they’re not for the faint of heart—but the characters all care for each other so much that you won’t mind the smut. It’s not just mindless sex, and that actually makes all the difference.
This is erotica we’re talking about, though, so if the idea of man-on-man sex, bondage, threesomes, or—shall we say—rear entry scenes make you uncomfortable, this book isn’t for you. But if you’re adventurous and looking for a romantic, funny, and exciting romance novel, then pick up a copy of Fairyville by Emma Holly. I know I’ll be coming back to it time and time again.
