I used to love Laurell K. Hamilton's Anita Blake novels. Then they started turning more into bad erotica than paranormal mysteries. The last book, Skin Trade, was better. But I have to say, if you want to read Flirt, do what I did and get it from the library. It's a two hour read, easy. To call it a novel is a huge exaggeration. Really, it should have been released as a novella in a collection.
It wasn't bad. But it wasn't either. And it reads as a slightly regurgitated version of The Laughing Corpse (not my favorite early book anyway) crossed with a college girls' night out. And while it only had one sex scene, surprise, surprise! Anita now has a new man for her harem. Joy.
Sad thing is, I will be first in line to put Bullet on hold at the library. But no longer first in line at the bookstore...
