Ignite: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance

Hosting Gods Series, Book 2

De: Lena Mae Hill

Narrado por: Brandon Utah, Stephanie Wyles

Duración: 9 h y 5 m

Resumen del Editor

Gwen's barely gotten a taste of normal when her resident god shows up with an assignment. The bridge between the human world and the world of the gods is weakening, and the nine hosts of Heimdall must find each other if they hope to fix it. One small problem - Gwen and the Keens must travel to another world to find Heimdall's remaining hosts.

Gwen has always relied on books for her education, but no amount of reading can prepare her for what waits outside the human world. The people are different. The rules are different. She's different. As Gwen struggles with her growing attraction to her step-siblings, loyalties are tested and sacrifices made. But when the giant-infested Joaquin threatens to come between them, how much will she sacrifice to unify the group?

Contains mature themes.

©2018 Lena Mae Hill (P)2019 Tantor

unbelievably horney

the lead character is too horney, half of this book is about her horniness. She's always lusting over them its disgusting! Im just curious of how the story plays that's why Im putting up with it.

It's okay

The story runs through some worlds of Nordic mythology, but it is something very superficial. The plot is centered on the conflicting relationship between the brothers. It is a tiring book, which only gets a little better at the end.

the first was not that bad but

this book is not worth listening to the first one is a pretty good start but this one lost me fairly quick it was awful and they still haven't gotten rid of the awful guy narrating the male parts

way to explicit for a ya novel

for a y a novel this was way too explicit. I didn't finish it. the first book was ok.

That author needs to decide what genre she wants to write. YA is too advanced for her. Bad narrators.

The narration is so bad the female is worse than current virtual voice, the male narrator wouldn’t know a Boston or Massachusetts…especially not a Cape Cod dialect if they spoke to anyone from those regions. One can always tell a narrator has done no research into what they are reading when the dialect arrives after reading a sentence with the name of the dialect in it. One can tell the male narrator is bad because all of his dialects are some painful version of New York meets a very bad, 5th hand, drunken Southie dialect…very heavy on botched Boroughs. His nasal dialect for the quiet artist is nails on a chalkboard/violence triggering.

It’s tolerable at the fastest speed to get through, with hopes the writing will evolve. The book will fail the conservative library inclusion test, while also failing the target audience.

This HAS to be self published…