I’ve been brought up with the saying;
“If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.”
So this is difficult. What you should do here with this book is treat it as a weird dream sequence & forget it ever happened.
Yes, it is my least favourite of the series. I’m trying to find something positive to say, but I’m struggling a bit. It’s also difficult to express my reasons without spoilers so I won’t try on this occasion.
The author takes two of the original and arguably best couples in the series & does the unthinkable (I’m not talking about how they’ve become mentally and emotionally female, I’ll talk about that later), they casually change them into Werewolves in the time it takes to boil an egg. Watching my mother put on makeup is more traumatic than how Riley & Mateo got treated here. And all because their newborn baby can see the future and knows that Riley will be killed. This should have been the actual full narrative! All the conflict is right there! Should they? Shouldn’t they? But it’s glossed over and forgotten. Another missed opportunity. Riley and Mateo play mummy and daddy, get turned and skip back in time for tea. I was dumbstruck!
The babies are born. They can shape change, understand language and human behaviour in about an hour. Ridiculous! At least try & keep to some confines of nature, psychics, biology, evolution and psychology. The idea of surrogate children is great but this was a comedy that just had me rolling my eyes checking the percentage of the book I had left to read. And I can’t even bring myself to talk about the two newborn babies that are mated. Why could you not just keep them as babies and tell a true parental story of gay men having children?
Ghosts of all the cast’s dead parents visit them, to inform them about how proud they are of their gay sons, their husbands and children. OMG, I’m shrinking into my chair & wishing I wasn’t a gay man. Was this just filler for the book? I don’t mind the magic element that’s been introduced in the series, but this was cringeworthy and served no purpose to the narrative. Which brings me to the next point.
There is no story. That’s right no story. Surrogate babies are born, every cast member becomes a soppy wet girl with a vocabulary consisting of ‘cutie’ & ‘hoot.’ They have dinner around a table. Ghosts of parents visit to tell them how fantastic they all are. Then they all go clubbing. The end.
What this book is, is the episode in the middle of a season when the cast gets stuck in a room for the hour and talk rubbish because they are saving money for the end of season finale. We, as readers can deal with a certain amount of silliness, but this is stretching my patience.
Some serious editing and course correction for this series is needed. At the moment it has completely lost what it originally set out to be.