The Blurb:
A parody of everything great and weird in erotic romance that could be stuffed into one book without it exploding.
For some girls, one tentacle isn't enough.
Having a bad day isn't good but when Virginia Chaste has a bad day, she gets felt up by a tentacle monster. If it simply has to happen, let it at least be a billionaire and a hot biker.
Virginity isn't all it's cracked up to be and her search for the Holy Grail of Erotic Romance, the ten inch purple-headed schlong, may have finally borne fruit.
Yeehaw! Playing hide the tentacle has never been so much fun.
Our Review:
Greydays:
Squirm is about as subtle as a brick smacking you in the face. It's short, doesn't take itself seriously and was genuinely very funny. What's not to like??? I mean, obviously, I have been missing out all these years not having tentacle sex or experiencing a ten-inch purple schlong.......schlong, schlong schlong.
I love that word.
It's not used enough in romantic fiction if you ask me or my blog partner in crime, Little Red. Our text messages, to each other, read along the lines of 'she said schlong....bwah hahahahahaha.'
I also think it includes every single sub genre of erotic/romantic fiction that has ever been written about.
Bikers? Check. Virgins? Check. Misunderstood billionaire with a large...helicopter? Check. The list goes on.
The hero is a strong, sexy, alpha male called Karl Thulu (get it?) with a thing for garden gnomes and tentacles. The heroine is a smart and sassy virgin called Virginia who only wants to meet a man with a big schlong....god dammit!! Karl doesn't do Red Rooms of Pain btw, oh no, he has a sacrificial room! (Take that Christian Grey). Plus, there is a henchman with a dildo for a willy called Bob *snort*; fluffy battery operated rabbits *he he he*.
It will never be a great work of fiction or the most erotic book ever written, unless you are into marine porn (which you might be. Who knows what floats someone's boat) but it is enjoyable none the less.
My favourite line? "It's a garden gnome, Ming dynasty."
Little Red:
Where do I start with this work of adult, sexy-time themed literature? Surprisingly, it was quiet well written...if you ignored the sex clichés and not-so-blunt references to Fifty Shades of Grey. But it's the shocking lack of subtly which makes Squirm utterly hilarious.
Sometimes, it's like the book has been written by a teenage boy; Virginia forgetting all of her underwear, wearing a teeny tiny dress and massive heels... yeah! I particularly like the fact she was after a 10 inch schlong and she's even got an equation to work out the size of a willy from a bulge. Bahahaha!
The book is hilariously genius I spent most of it laughing because it was hard to take seriously. I don't know who comes up with this stuff, well I do, but I have no idea why? Bikers I get, I even get the whole werewolf thing, but shapeshifting men squid things? Not so much. Still, it's good fun!