This book caught me so off guard that I’m still reeling from the events that transpired. Lasher is the second book in the Mayfair Witches series by Anne Rice and it is a doozy.
It begins immediately after The Witching Hour, with Rowen missing and Michael struggling with her gruesome disappearance. As the family works tirelessly to Rowen, you get a first hand glimpse into the horror which is Lasher, as he carts Rowen across the world while trying to force her to bare his offspring. The book has all the components of a good horror novel; demons, murder, sex, and witches, however for me it completely missed the mark. I didn’t like it at all, which is hard to write because I am absolutely in love with The Witching Hour. I had such high hopes, however none of my hopes and dreams for Lasher lived up to the reality.
It begins immediately after The Witching Hour, with Rowen missing and Michael struggling with her gruesome disappearance. As the family works tirelessly to Rowen, you get a first hand glimpse into the horror which is Lasher, as he carts Rowen across the world while trying to force her to bare his offspring. The book has all the components of a good horror novel; demons, murder, sex, and witches, however for me it completely missed the mark. I didn’t like it at all, which is hard to write because I am absolutely in love with The Witching Hour. I had such high hopes, however none of my hopes and dreams for Lasher lived up to the reality.
The constant descriptions of sexual assault, violent and bloody miscarriages and the weird and dysfunctional relationship between Lasher and Rowen left me feeling dirty with no motivation to finish the book. Its only saving grace was the flashbacks to Julien and Lasher and their relationship, which albeit was a little strange, but no where near as nasty as the rest of the book. I was constantly putting it down, disgust painted plainly on my face, only to pick it up later hoping it got better. It didn’t.
Anne rice’s writing throughout the novel is easy to read, with beautiful flowing descriptions of the colorful houses of New Orleans, Donnalith and the Mayfair family. I wouldn’t have expected anything less of her writing, however would have preferred the grisly descriptions of Lasher and Rowen left out of the equation.
Honestly, I wish I could write something better about this book, however this is all I have for you. If you are a fan of The Witching Hour please do not spoil your view of it by reading Lasher.
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