Bestial Violence. Monstrous Lust. Total Mayhem.A Beast stalks the forests and moors around the city of Stubbe, raping and killing by night, vanishing by day. As the bodies of mangled victims pile up, the citizens grow increasingly terrified – and violent. Unable to stop or trap the elusive Beast, or fathom the cause of its inhuman lusts, the local constabulary is forced to seek help from an outsider in the form of Rubria Caracalla, a beautiful monster hunter of vague but lethal reputation. But Rubria is no ordinary monster hunter, and her perverted plans for the Beast are not the same as those of her patrons.
B.J. Swann is the incarnation of a cosmic demon who shall not be named. He has come to earth to usher in the Aeon of Chaos, an age of madness, mayhem, and pleasures undreamed of. He likes comic books, bubble tea, and boneless fried chicken.
Like the other Aeon of Chaos novels, this has that surreal, medieval type feel to it.
Starts off with a girl who's been found dead in the woods outside of a town, she's the latest victim of a werewolf who is raping and mutilating girls who are menstruating in the area.
Trying to catch this beast is like trying to find a needle in a haystack because he can shift to human form and hide amongst the populace.
Rubria, a girl who is able to use magic goes ahead and uses herself as bait and wanders into the woods, she is wearing nothing but a red cloak and cowl, it's inner pockets filled with weapons, potions and ointments.
"Oh mister monster," she called, sweetly. "Come tear my ass up!"
We find out that Rubria is actually a monster hunter and she has her own way of dealing with them.
Awesome writing as always from BJ Swann, I never get tired of your weird stories.
Another sultry adventure in the Aeon of Chaos, where a fearless female monster hunter clad in only a red cloak hunts a murderous beast. The atmosphere is colorful and vital as only B.J. Swann can paint it, and the plot is violent, gory and erotic. I hope to encounter our feisty heroine again in a new escapade.
Rubria the beast hunter is hired to help the city of Stubbe catch a big bad wolf who is taking mainly young maidens here, there and everywhere, in a non consensual deadly way of course. Rubria has her own way of trapping the beast and also her own reasons which involves nakedness, magick and the fact that she not only wants a freak in the sheets but also a beast for some climaxing action. Can Rubria catch the wolf for some ravishing and will there be a happily ever after?? Enjoyable read if you can handle some dubious consent and some gore, hoovering between 4 and 5 stars but decided on 5 for the funny ending..
Normally I don't care for fantasy; I started watching The Lord of the Rings once, but I got bored by all the endless walking so I went to the pub... and stumbled back home to find the characters were still fucking walking. Where was I? Oh yeah, I don't normally care for fantasy... BUT when there's a metric fuck-tonne of ultraviolence and sex dolloped in as is the case here, I am happy to make an exception!
Honestly, this would also be my wardrobe selection of I could get an ass like this. Seriously, bj is a fantastically brilliant writer. He is able to spin an entire scene for you in just a few words. Smart, naughty and imaginative.
I'm beginning to develop a fondness for B.J.'s Aeon of Chaos, which is after the fall of human civilization, and approximately several hundred years after they started rebuilding. I enjoyed the charm of this monster hunter gal, who tames monsters by satisfying their sexual urgings. This story was pretty straightforward, popcorn fare but this author has barely scratched the surface of what he could do in the setting of his Aeon of Chaos, where the supernatural is possible and humanity has learned to live in a new semi-dark age.
Quite a bit naughty. A bit gory. A bit funny. Eloquently written and well edited. It's nice to read something written by someone who was paying attention in English class.
Well, here I am again, reading another B.J. Swann book. But I'm into werewolf stories at the moment, so this was a natural choice. At church last Sunday, the sermon was a bit boring, so I got out my phone and looked on my Kindle app. This came up, and almost straight away...my phone caught fire! It was a sign, I guess.
There's a lot packed into this little book, and quite scary it was. Unfortunately, I have to go to confession afterwards...again! Me: Bless me father, I have REALLY sinned this time. Father: Oh dear! What is it this time. Me: I read yet another B.J. Swann book. Father: Well, that's okay I suppose. I'm reading one at the moment also. Me: WHAT?! Wait. You aren't Father McMurphy. Where is he? Father: Well...I ate him. Me: Oh. That explains your red skin - and horns. At that point, I wondered why church was so hot...and flames all over the place. Uh oh.