After reports of a strange winged creature attacking campers
reaches Pelican Bluff’s mayor, Dr. Laurel Jensen is called
in to investigate. Dr. Jensen’s a cryptozoologist, a
pseudo-specialist who looks into reports of cryptids:
mythical or unclassified animals such as Bigfoots, giant
squids, and Mothmen. This case is of special interest to
her. Three months ago, she believes she had an encounter
with a similar creature on her campus in St. Paul. Now she
can’t get visions of it out of her head. Whispers of what it
wants to do to her body are driving her to distraction and
if she doesn’t find a way to sate the sexual ache it causes,
she’s afraid she’ll lose her mind.
Superior National Forest is home stomping ground for park
ranger, Cade Morrison. Cade’s a confirmed disbeliever. He
thinks Pelican Bluff’s mayor is merely seeking tourist
fodder and the last thing he wants to do is waste his time
with some moldy, old, and likely crazy scientist. If you
don’t count her irrational fear of heights, even little
ones, Dr. Jensen turns out to be none of the above. And
unfortunately for him, she has a hot little body to match
the clever mind.
I can’t say too much more about The Demon of Pelican
Bluff without spoiling the plot. The creature,
demon, demigod, whatever, does exist and it is
seeking Laurel for its mate. Cade takes issue with that as
he’s called dibs on her. Laurel gets to have sex with both.
The cover does absolutely nothing to promote this very
well-written novella. Laurel’s given a chance to choose
between being a sex slave to an alien creature or going back
to the boring real world with Cade, the beige-wearing,
masturbating park ranger. I would have thrown my lot in with
the demon. You’ll have to read the book to find out what
Laurel decides to do. Regardless of what you’d have done in
such a situation, I can guarantee you’ll enjoy the
characters. Cade is all man, and a typical one at that.
Laurel’s got some issues and does have a brief lapse of
stupidity, but given that she’s been haunted by alien sex
dreams for three months straight, I can forgive her for
letting her vagina do the thinking.
In any case, this is a hot little tale with a happy
ending – what more could a girl want?