Beastbloods are killers. Ravishers and brutes. At least that's what Ellie's been told, and he's stayed single his whole life. Preybloods are homemakers. Partners the army's always promised. Adrien was drafted into the army when he was barely a man, but he's finally been released and he's ready to start his life. All he needs is a home and a mate. * * * * A preyblood was heBeastbloods are killers. Ravishers and brutes. At least that's what Ellie's been told, and he's stayed single his whole life. Preybloods are homemakers. Partners the army's always promised. Adrien was drafted into the army when he was barely a man, but he's finally been released and he's ready to start his life. All he needs is a home and a mate. * * * * A preyblood was here somewhere, and they were in heat. Adrien wasn’t asking why, only where. Aww. There he was, standing down the hall. He was panting, poor thing, all alone in the midst of a heat. Adrien stepped forward. “Hello,” he said quietly, surprised at how soft his normally deep, rough voice became. Like he was cooing at a feral creature. “What’s your name?” Who had left this preyblood all alone? Why wasn’t there a beastblood around to help him? The little prey’s fair cheeks were flushed red. The tiny thing swayed on his feet; he could hardly stand. Adrien dashed forward to help him. The preyblood looked up at him, eyes bleary, and reached out his hand. Adrien took it and pulled him forward, the preyblood’s body pressed against Adrien’s. Adrien shivered so violently that the preyblood had to cling to him to stay steady. This wasn’t supposed to happen. He never got the urge to mate with a preyblood unless he was in a brothel, and even then it didn’t feel like this – like this – need – The preyblood squeaked out a word, probably his name. Adrien jolted back, breathing into his own sleeve, trying to clear his head. Soldiers were supposed to be clear-headed. Clear. Didn’t pounce on every prey in heat. “What was that?” Adrien asked, still holding the little one in his arms. He was taking shallow breaths only, wouldn’t look the preyblood in his eyes... “Bed.” “Sorry?” Adrien said. “Bed,” the preyblood cried more urgently, pulling at Adrien’s shirt. “H-help me. Please, please help me.” Adrien did it: He looked the preyblood in the eyes. Big, brown eyes gushed up at him with overwhelming need. Once he gazed into them, he couldn’t look away. Hypnotic. “Yes,” he breathed. “Bed. Show me. Where?”...
|Title||:||beast and prey the novel|
|Format Type||:||Kindle Edition|
|Number of Pages||:||289 Pages|
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beast and prey the novel Reviews
This was a incredibly well written, dark, inventive book. The world that Thurlow has created with it's dichotomy of beastbloods and preybloods and the corrupt society in which they live is very original and intricately thought out. Ellie and Adrien were both deeply sympathetic characters, each trapped between what society was pressuring them to do and their own personal needs and aspirations. If Ellie follows his heart he will lose the life he's built. Adrien has been lied to by his government and is still being held hostage by its manipulation and coercion. I began to feel just as trapped as these characters and less and less sure of a happy ending. I began to be really disturbed by this world, finding it much darker than the usual m/m romance that I read. Ultimately, although I desperately wanted to know what happened to the MCs, I decided not to continue. This is just a reflection of my own emotional makeup and in no way a comment on how completely blown away I was by this book. I hope that others discover it and this author. I would definitely read more by the author.