The ferryman turned to face her and she quickly looked away, as if an owl had suddenly focused on her in the dark. Now that they had reached the trunk of the river he had relaxed the intensity of his rowing to a more casual pace, and was allowing the current to do most the work. (She didn't dare risk activating the ring now!) Instead she looked at the floorboards, and after a few moments, remembered the book lying next to her. She reached toward it habitually, but froze when the raven cawed loudly and its red beam fell upon the back of her hand. A tense moment followed in which she looked from the ferryman to the raven then back again as her fingertips wavered over the golden cover. Then the ferryman motioned with his head, and the raven's light swung away and switched off. She picked up the book slowly and placed it on her lap.
This is a fine story if you want a sci-fi or paranormal type of story, a partial story (it continues in another story) about a forced boat trip to a place like hell. But do not buy it if you're thinking or wanting it to be erotica because it most definitely is not. There is a kiss and one, mild, barely-occurring act of cunnilingus. The world-building was good, but I struggled to keep up with which male lead was speaking at various times. I don't think it was just me but also the story flow, but I could be wrong. So I'm done with this author and this story, but it wasn't a complete waste of money or time. Live and learn. Just not up my alley.
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