Title: Guarding January
Author Name & Publisher: Sean Michael (Dreamspinner Press)
Publication Date & Length: March 9th 2015- 230 pages
Lord January is at the top of the charts, only comes out at night, and is usually covered in blood. Say what you will, but the man knows how to put on a great show. But when the Vampire King is let out of rehab, the last thing he expects is someone forcing him to eat real food, hang out in the sun, and generally be a human being.
Rye Sommers, the best bodyguard in the business, has been hired to babysit a rock star whose biggest threat surprisingly isn’t all the hard drugs, desperate groupies, and crazy fans—it’s Lord January himself. But the closer Rye gets, the more LJ turns into sweet, gentle, caring Jeff Smart. He may still be the super-skinny, pierced and inked genius Lord January, but he is slowly shaking his death wish as he sheds the loneliness and exhaustion his stage persona saddled him with.
But as Rye falls in love with the real Jeff, he finds himself in over his head. He knows he can keep Lord January away from the drugs and the groupies, but saving Jeff might force Jeff to choose between his career as Lord January and his very life.
I have read several books by Sean Michael and have learned that it is hit or miss with me. This one is in the middle. I loved the pretense of the story, and the story was actually good, but there was a lot of repetitiveness in it. The over use of the word ‘baby’ was also getting on my nerves. Lord January/LJ/Jeff was a hot mess, and I understand that but seriously, through the whole book he was a hot mess and even at the end when we got the HEA, he still seemed to be a mess. And why didn’t Rye find out about Jeff cutting himself that one time? He was always on him like a fly on poop so I don’t know how he missed that part. While you could tell the characters were really into each other, it didn’t transfer over to me, the love wasn’t intense to me and the sex wasn’t hot. It wasn’t a bad book, just not my favorite from this author.
A long-time writer of complicated haiku, currently Sean is attempting to learn the advanced arts of plate spinning and soap carving sex toys.
Barring any of that? He’ll stick with writing his stories, thanks, and rubbing pretty bodies together to see if they spark.