Brew the beer and light the Hearth. No ifs, plenty of butts.
I’d been looking for a way to leave my old life behind, so inheriting a battered old pub in the middle of nowhere was the perfect excuse. Flying in from America, I was keen for a chance to get my head down, lick my wounds and figure out my next steps.
It turned out, though, there’s all sorts of unusual expectations of the landlord in the village of Pant-y-Giggles. From renovating the building, to learning how to brew, to embracing the Way of the Hollows, I very quickly had my hands full.
Fortunately, though, everyone was very keen to help me settle in.
I made it 35 pages into this book before I DNF it. I could see where it was going, and I wasn't interested in how predictable and trope-y it was going to be.
The MC has apparently inherited a pub in Wales. He's an American, but he boxes up a few things and heads over to find out what his grandparents left him. It's a death trap, but things are apparently going to be fine. Because every person he meets is female, and they are all gorgeous to him. I think the common denominator to start was they are all VERY busty, since their tops were all losing the battle against the bulge. There are hardly any men around, so it's going to be a shooting fish in a barrel type story. And I'm tired of zero effort harem stories.
DNF @ 36%. Could not bring myself to like the MC. He's a pushover and a doormat. He has no spine and the 3 introduced LI's treat him like a child. No explanations are given, they just bulldoze their way into his life and pub and he accepts it, because they're hot. Not a fan of harem novels where the LI's only interest in the MC is because he's the only man around or available, which in turn makes the relationships shallower than your typical harem novel.
I've done my share of reading, and this is the first book in a long time that gave me tears. The ending scene was one that I was Misty eyed as I read it. If your someone like me, who believes old buildings, or machines can have a soul then this is your book. The next in this series cannot come soon enough.
This would be a good story without the sex. Funny and well written beyond the usual stories of this genre. One thing. Do all the women really need to have boobs the size of watermelons? Sexuality is attitude. Good attitude trumps breast size every time.
The opening scenes were so dark and troubled I nearly put the book down for good. But a few bright spots leaked in so I hung in, and glad I did. Wonderful story.