REVIEW: The River Devil by Diane Whiteside
Dear Ms. Whiteside:
I was intrigued by another review of your book which promised a heroine who was in control of her own sexuality and who didn’t require saving as she fled for her life from a forced marriage with the villain. Plus it’s a Western, something which is becoming a rarity these days in the world of romance novels. But still I hesitated. I must have picked your book up and carried it around Waldenbooks then put it back on the shelf two times before I finally gave into temptation and the cover and bought it. It does have a really nice cover. Too bad the book didn’t work as well for me.
Yes, the heroine is not a virgin and yes the sex is hot, hot. hot but after a while, it just seemed like the same scene over and over. The hero’s hung like a horse, he and the heroine enjoy some teasing foreplay then it’s crash, bang, boom – orgasm city. Seems like almost every chapter ended the same way. By halfway through the book, it was just ho-hum. Plus I just couldn’t stop giggling during the scene that mentioned the hero’s tits.
And while I applaud you for giving your hero and heroine some flaws, the villains were so one dimensional and cartoony evil that I quickly began to skip any scene with them. Then there was the excessive skanky villain sex. Really excessive.
And just when the story was finally moving forward again, you’d throw in some flashback scene that ground it to a complete stop. The heroine had flashbacks, the hero had flashbacks, the villains, male and female, had flashbacks, the hero’s father had some as well. And while I appreciate all the research on post Civil War paddleboats working up and down the Mississippi and Missouri Rivers, finally even that got to be too much. I skimmed my way to the end and closed The River Devil with a huge sigh of relief. Thank God that’s over.