Ok look. I was not planning to read this. But it just kept popping up. And the cult following it seemed to have acquired over the years was fascinating to me. I needed to know why. And then, and nail in the proverbial coffin, I found a used copy at a local bookstore. And, in the midst of the year in which I've needed escapist reading more than ever before, here we are. 

Like, the premise of this is ridiculous. Intergalactically trafficked human women crash land on an ice planet (think Hoth from Star Wars) - from the frying pan into the fire, but in a super cold variation of the saying. From the ice bucket into the freezer? Anyways, upon venturing out to try and find aid/escape, their de facto leader Georgie, stumbles into a trap set by a local/native alien...who ends up "resonating" with her (their species' version of fated mates) and the rest is...history? I mean, there is so much ridiculous and convenient stuff that happens, as far as both survival and bonding and cultural-lingual barriers go. And yet, I see the reason this book has gotten a cult following? I sped read right through this blue alien smut like you have no idea. And while it's not high literature, it's solidly written (for the genre) and so easy to mindlessly read. We all really could use a little more massive, protector-provider, cinnamon roll AF masculine energy in our lives. I might not be invested enough to continue to read the series (the cold and primitive setting just isn't *quite* doing it for me, personally), but I do not regret picking it up and giving it a go. Not one bit. 

Side note, after reading the authors afterwards about how/where this series began, I’m honestly even more in support of it, in a general sense, tbh. Just a really fantastic, fun, silly escapism with a surprisingly (after the first chapters of trafficking aspects are behind us) safe and cozy storyline and love story.