I need to make this sound less dangerous stalkerish and more rational fangirlish:
If book characters were real people, I would stalk Grace Sheridan long enough to make her believe she wants to my friend.
She would totally love me because we speak the same language: Snarkasm. Plus, she calls her friends dirty names out of love and never refers to her bagina as the v-word.
Since Sheridan isn’t a real person, I turned my attention to her creator, Alice Clayton, author of The Unidentified Redhead and The Redhead Revealed. Thanks to the magical internet and social media, I found her on Twitter and have woo’ed her into being my new Humor Smut Author BFF.
Alice and I are destined to become friends and share Fruit Roll Ups at the lunch.
She writes smut; I read smut. She interjects humor into every situation; I interjet humor into every situation. She’s pretty; I’m prettier. It’s like The Circle of Life just with less murder and more explicit sex scenes.
But enough about my real-life love story because the meat of this post is to make you read The Redhead Series. I’m not being paid for this post, but I clearly should be. (I will disclose that the publisher sent me Kindle copies of both books to woo me into reading them, but if I hadn’t liked them so much, I wouldn’t have devoted a whole post to my love for Alice and Sheridan.)
Sure I may make a paltry living writing drivel on the internet, but a writer, I am not. I wish I had the words to tell you how much I loved these two books and how much I fell in love and lust with the characters, but since I’m lacking in the Putting-Words-To-Paper Department right now, I’ll just say…
READ THESE FUNNY EROTICA BOOKS, YOU HORNY SMUT LOVERS.
If for no other reason than I want to have more people than just Brittany with whom to talk about these books, can you guys read these, please?
Read The Unidentified Redhead and The Redhead Revealed if you like nearly-realistic story-lines, totally realistic FUNNY characters, damn fine Sexy Time scenes, and crying your eyeballs out of your face. I’ve been in a perpetual state of emo-ness since finishing these two books in record time.
Grace and Jack actually watch TV (shock!) and make crude noises (for shame!) and have real-people, real-life worries (how dare they!). Of course, he’s a drop-dead gorgeous young up-and-coming Hollywood actor with a penchant for muff diving, and we know they don’t actually exist in real life, so at least there’s some fantasy in the stories.
The third Redhead book is out next Spring. I’ve already yelled at Alice for all of us. She shouldn’t have waited so long between books, and I’m seriously Jonesing for some more Grace and Jack. It’s a damn shame, Alice. Book #3 better be good, jerkwad.
My appetite for dirty books (see: books similar to 50 Shades of Grey and/or books like Bared to You) is insatiable, so if you’re like me (and why wouldn’t you want to be?), read my other smut book recommendation posts:
You will thank me and your love partner will want to write me a thank you note.
And let me know when you do read the Redhead books so I can send you a humpy love note and happy claps so we can talk about Grace and Jack together.