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Last Wolf Standing, by Rhyannon Byrd.

This book is the first installment in a new series put out by the Silhouette Nocturne line. The next two titles, Last Wolf Hunting and Last Wolf Watching, will be out in April and May respectively. The series is yet another take on werewolf lore.

“Blood Runners.
Caught between two worlds, these half-breed protectors will stop at nothing in their pursuit of justice… and love.”

Back cover blurb:

Five seconds earlier, Mason Dillinger would have sworn it could never happen…
… that a woman who was his perfect match even existed. And that he’d find her in a bustling café. Yet just the scent of sweet, mortal Torrance Watson ignited a driving, explosive need to claim her that he knew his pack would never sanction. Worse, the rogue werewolf he’d been hunting had sensed that attraction and made Torry his prey. Forced to safeguard her from this ruthless assassin, who already posed a threat to his pack, Mason now faced the ultimate challenge. Did he have the courage to cross the line by sealing the blood bond that would make Torry his alone—a disloyalty few of his kind ever survived—or would he live an eternity without love?

As usual, more than a bit of the blurb is overdramatic and doesn’t quite correspond to the actual world the author created for her characters—at least as far as what is revealed about Ms Byrd’s Lycans in this book. For example, nowhere in the novel is it either mentioned or implied that werewolves are immortal—or even have a longer than normal lifespan. And apparently, despite the blurb’s claims, Mason has never formally belonged to the pack so it would likely be irrelevant to him whether they would sanction his mating with Torry or not.


Toilet Tales…

Saturday, March 15, 2008
Posted in: nowt as queer as folk


Didja hear about the woman who was stuck on her toilet seat for two years?

“Authorities are considering charges in the bizarre case of a woman who sat on her boyfriend’s toilet for two years — so long that her body was stuck to the seat by the time the boyfriend finally called police.

Ness County Sheriff Bryan Whipple said it appeared the 35-year-old Ness City woman’s skin had grown around the seat. She initially refused emergency medical services but was finally convinced by responders and her boyfriend that she needed to be checked out at a hospital.

Talk about fishy. The Boyfriend definitely has a lot of questions to answer methinks.

Urrgghh, the thought of my arse actually being stuck to a toilet seat makes me feel very uncomfortable.

Via Keishon’s blog


Saturday, March 15, 2008
Posted in: Carlos Santana Maria Maria

I was listening to the radio the other day, when this song came on. It took me back to the days when myself and my girlfriends would party ’til 6am, after working hard all week, then stay in bed all day trying to get over our hangovers.

Those were the days we used to go to events like the MTV Lick party, and think we were the biggest badasses in the room (Channeling Jackie Brown). Oh what fun we had. I remember TTG always used to offer to pick me and my friends up from whichever club we’d been to. He was so bloody sweet.