Forget marriage of convenience—Coil. Of. Convenience.

Oh my god, it was amazing!

“Coil" means nothing to people who haven’t read one of these books but it’s like… the most insanely weird alien mate thing. Of all time.

This coil of convenience story combined all my favourite things:
💛 WEIRD (no one makes their aliens weirder than Etta Pierce and I’m obsessed).
💛 Culture Clash (our heroine was like ‘what could possibly go wrong?’ and everyone, including me, was like ‘A LOT!’)
💛 Mess (the mess had layers lol)
💛 Canadian Christmas Nostalgia (our Canadian heroine far from home was feeling sappy and sentimental, I—also Canadian, though less from home—was feeling sappy and sentimental. She talked about butter tarts. My heart broke in two.)

Plus: our heroine was Native, our alien hero was a DILF, there was some fascinating parenting culture clash, the kids were very non-annoying (I usually hate kids in books)… oh yeah, did I mention the tentacles? The man had tentacles and knew how to use them.

I received this as an arc and I’ve been chasing the high of reading it ever since.