Book – Of Gods and Monsters: Menoetius
Author – Wulf Francu Godgluck
Star rating – ★★★★★
Plot – excellent and original
Characters – incredibly diverse
Movie Potential – ★★★★★
Ease of reading – very easy to read
Cover – HAWT!
Suitable Title – Yes (and thanks for the explanation of what Menoetius meant!)
Would I read it again – Definitely.
Go ahead…hate me.
Slaughter me against the wall.
I never introduced myself as the goddamn hero. Even labeling me a pussy bad boy.
I’m an imperious villain! A tyrant cut from the bone of the worst kind of monster.
This is my story and I won’t change it for anyone in the world, but…
For him? The one who calls me Master… This is no forever fairy tale romance. This is RAW. This is ripping your heart out and trampling it till there’s nothing left but an angry bloody mess RAW.
He was the one who saw through my cracks, who would suffer my pain, blood and tears, working to mend those still bleeding wounds on my soul.
He stood through my violent storm, hiding the battle raging inside him, one I was too stupid to see, that was tearing apart the only man I would ever love.
It took almost losing him to see that, to understand, to comprehend what he truly was to me.
My precious boy.
My beautiful Beo.
As my first novel by Wulf Francu Godgluck, I was awestruck right away. This style, writing, plot, characterisation…it was perfect from page one.
First off, we’re set up with an incredible Prologue that really had the wheels spinning. I was drawn into the characters right away. From the very first second I fell in love with broken, lost and confused Colt and the sweet, innocent flirt that Beo could be. I love everything about both of them. The vulnerability, the teasing, the way they interact with each other and all the small nuances that make them such incredible characters to read.
I easily fell right into this story, which was unusual, because I’m not a big fan of first person. I find a disconnect there that didn’t happen with this book.
The story began with Colt warning us of what was to come and there were small notices of this throughout the story. In other books, I’ve often found this tedious, but the way Godgluck seamlessly wove them into the telling of the story practically had me hypnotised.
I actually ended up staying up all night – literally – to finish this story. I’d only intended to dip my toe in, to see how the story panned out and where it might lead, but I couldn’t put it down. Every page had my captive, locked in the story and unable to think about anything else.
The story itself was a surprise for me. I’ve read some BDSM, Dom/sub stories, but this one blew them all out of the water. The detail, the depth and the way that no one proved infallible was addictive to read. The characters were so real and relateable. Through explorations of their past and their present day experiences, we see the cracks in each person and the prospects for their future.
The kink was real, sometimes raw and surprising, but always plausible and nothing felt out of place. The club, the people and the words all felt like they belonged and so did I, for a while. Reading that last line was heartbreaking. I cried a few times and will probably cry every single time I come back to read this story. Which I’ll be doing often.
I can’t wait to read more from these characters and the others from this story. I’ll be waiting impatiently for my next fix.
“I never saw the point of love. Love was for other people, and not for me. Not that I didn’t believe in it, I just never wanted it. Little did I know, you can never run from love. It hits so hard and fast you barely realize what it is till it’s too late. And once it finds you, it claps so tightly you can hardly breathe.” – Colt Maxus.