Yes, yes I know I am bad for not sticking with a series right through the end. Over the last two days have I have read Witch Fire and Witch Blood By Anya Bast. They are the first two books in her elemental witches series. I thought that I would take a break from Liu and love at first woo woo and try something new. Bast appealed to me simply because I have not read a lot of stories in the genre that had to do with witches outside of Harrison and Rice. I was ready for some new tales.
After reading two books, I can tell you that I am still waiting for new and interesting stories. Basically, there are four types of witches and their powers all correspond with an element. In the first book when they are not frantically humping they are fighting a warlock cabal. It is so bad that I think the first 50-70 pages are basically one long fuck. There is also the justification of quick love between strangers because their magic makes them attracted to each other.
In Witch Blood, Bast finally decides that porn does not equal plot unless of course you are Laurel K Hamilton. We learn that witches are a mixture of human and demons. Demons it seems live on their plane of existence and come in four different groups. The entire book is about the head witch (Thomas) attempting to keep a water witch (Isabelle) from being kidnapped and murder by a demon who wants to use her blood to open a door between the two worlds so that he can return home. Basically this story could be told in 100 pages. The book is actually 200 pages long and the rest of it is used to describe them have sex, which would not be so bad if Bast even had the smallest bit of imagination. Every single sex scene is the same. The positions are the same and even the order in which they perform acts on each other is exactly the same, every time they have sex. By the third scene if you are skipping through the pages, I humbly suggest you have a touch of masochist flowing in your veins. I think that someone needs to buy Bast a copy of the kama sutra and a thesaurus.
I have decided to go back and read the fourth Marjorie Liu book in the Dirk and Steele series entitled Dark Dreamers. I think that I am going to have to back and forth between the two stories to finish both series. If I read too much of either women, I might be tempted throw my precious e-reader across a room in disgust.
