Publisher: Siren Publishing
Date published: Jan 2010
Genre: erotic, contemporary, western
Reviewed by Rebecca
Obtained via: publisher
Molly is a small town sheriff. She loves her job most days, but right now she has a movie being filmed in her berg. Between the groupies, the paparazzi, and the annoying big name actor starring in the movie, she’s reconsidering. The fact that Alex is an old flame who did her wrong back when he lived in Cold Creek isn’t helping matters.
Alex was glad the production company decided to film in his old home town. When they also decide to go to the cops after a series of innocuous white envelopes show up, he wasn’t nearly as thrilled. At least until he saw who the town sheriff was. Together with his lover, Dallas, Alex woos the shy sheriff to do a little hands-on guarding. It was looking like happily ever after might be just around the corner for all three. Until the stalker upped the ante after being ignored.
I was drawn to this book by the cover blurbs. A threesome trying to figure out how they fit together romantically while trying to keep one step ahead of a psycho stalker out for blood, looked like a rollicking good time. While all of that is in the book, I found myself struggling to care much about any of the characters. There just wasn’t much charisma to them. Had my attention been hooked by them, I might not have gotten bored enough to notice the few, slight inconsistencies. For instance, if this is a small town, why did they have two unrelated sniper attacks on back-to-back days? L.A. doesn’t see that kind of sniper action. Also, people who get shot don’t usually have wild monkey marathon sex a few hours later. That this exact thing happened to more than one main character in separate incidents in the span of a 98 page book is not only not believable, it borders on silly. I kept wanting to scream “duck, you morons!”
My real beef with this book, though, was entirely personal preference. There are two kinds of erotic romance: those that have a strong plot with personal relationships that melt glass and those where melting glass is the primary focus and the plot is secondary. HOLLYWOOD COWBOY is one of the latter. The plot felt forced, like it was tucked in between sex scenes. I just don’t get into this type of book. Perhaps if there had been a little more attention to developing the characters into people I, as a reader, might have felt compelled to root for and it might have been a better read.
I gave HOLLYWOOD COWBOY two stars. It’s readable from start to finish and relatively free of errors, but with a limp plot and bland characters, it’s not something I’d ever read again.
This is an objective review and not an endorsement of this book.