Title: Sun God Seeks...Surrogate?
Author: Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
Publisher: Forever (an imprint of Grand Central Publishing)
Release Date: Feb 25 2014
Formats Available: Mass Market/E-book
Price: $6.00 US/$7.00 CAN
How I read it: E-book via NetGalley
Rating: 3 Cups
A Deal from Heaven
Living in New York City, Penelope Trudeau has seen a lot of weird stuff-but nothing like the insane redhead who accosts her with a wild proposition. Penelope will get a million dollars if she has a baby with the strange woman's brother. With her mother dying from a mysterious disease, Penelope can use the money. Yet the terrified waitress is adamant that her womb and eggs are not for sale . . . until she meets her intended mate. He's impressively built, gorgeous, and red-hot, literally. He's a freaking immortal Sun God.
For thousands of years, Kinich (Nick to his friends) didn't believe in fraternizing with humans, so procreating with them is definitely a no-no. But after one sizzling encounter with the beautiful, passionate Penelope, Nick begins to think he was wrong . . . until he realizes meeting Penelope was just another one of his crazy sister's schemes at manipulation. But now that he has Penelope in his life, he can't let her go. Especially because doing so means throwing her into the hands of his dangerous enemies. (synopsis from NetGalley)
With her mother dying from a mysterious illness, Penelope Trudeau begins to think the crazy redhead who just offered her a million dollars to be the surrogate of her brother’s baby isn’t as crazy as she seems. Even though she has this whole ‘no wombs for rent’ policy, when she sees the redhead’s smokin’ hot brother, her ovaries quiver with delight.
There’s a reason Kinich is so hot and steamy…he’s the Sun God, who happens to be against gods procreating. But his sister, Cimil, is intent on playing her game of manipulation and thanks to her drugging the bottle of champagne he and Penelope drank, they may or may not have broken his rules on procreation. Things then turn into an all-out war to stop the apocalypse involving evil vampires, bloodthirsty Mayans, gods, goddess, demigods, and a Viking Vampire named Viktor (who kind of has a thing for Penelope’s mom) leaving the romance a little more than a bit abandoned.
Well…okay, so apparently the Accidently Yours series is not a series you can dive headfirst into in the middle of. When I first started reading the book, I was fine. It wasn’t until the revolving door of gods, demons, Mayans, and vampires appeared that I began feeling a little lost having not read the previous book in the series. I definitely needed a which-odd-god-is-which-and who-is out-to-get-them type of cheat sheet to follow.
But once I got past the feeling of being lost in a sea of characters, I kind of loved the weirdness of this book. The characters are just over the top in a way that makes you want to keep on reading. Both the Nick and Penelope were strong and intriguing. And while Cimil may be a bat crap crazy goddess gone wild type, she makes for some interesting reading.
If you are looking for a strong romance between the hero and heroine and a HEA, you may be more than a little disappointed. The chemistry is strong between Nick and Penelope, but the I-have-to-save-the-world plot takes over and the romance fades into a state of nonexistence. And the HEA, well let’s just say it’s more of a TBC (to be continued) which is sort of irritating but nevertheless the book piqued my interest so I will most definitely be reading the next book in the series (and the previous books).
Overall, the humor kept me glued to this fast paced read. Plus, Mimi Jean Pamfiloff’s witty use of the English language is highly addictive.
This is when I knew I was addicted to this book:
Without warning, he reached out and ran his thumb over my lower lip. “Why don’t we go up to my suite.” It wasn’t a question.
Sweet devil’s food cake.
He hit on me?
It he had, then I was sooo over my head. One touch, one look, and I was ready to agree to anything he might ask. Dye my hair electric blue? Suuure. Rob a bank with a Twinkie? Anyyything you want. Have your baby? Ten of them? You betcha! (taken from the e-arc)