Olivia by R Lee Smith
General Genres & Darkness Level - Basic info & Content
Darkness Level 5
Fantasy
Horror
Monster Romance
NOT a Happily Ever After
Sci-Fi
Stand-Alone Novel
Tropes & Triggers - Although I try my hardest not to include any spoilers, these tags may give away a little more of the story. If you don't want to risk the possibility of knowing a wee bit extra about the type of content and aren't too bothered anout exact tropes then don't click here 🙂
Abduction
Alpha-Hole
Breeding
Captive
Dubious Consent
Enemies to Lovers
Mental Illness
Monster & Human
Non Consent/Rape
Rutting
Slow Burn
Suicide
Warrior
Darkness Level – 5 out of 6
My Rating is 5 Stars
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Blurb
Olivia Blake has been taken. Out of the bed where she slept. Out of the nice, safe apartment filled with all her ordinary things. Out of the quiet, Northwestern town where no monsters could possibly exist. Out of her whole human world.
But the worst thing about monsters is, they don’t always want to kill you. Sometimes, they want to keep you.
OLIVIA is the uncut, uncensored edition of R. Lee Smith’s first full-length erotic horror novel—the tale of one young woman’s descent into a dark, savage new world she must not only embrace but ultimately fight to save.
My Review Of Olivia by R Lee Smith
I know I say this every time I read one of R Lee Smith’s books but, I never feel like my reviews do her work any justice.
I mean, it’s not every author that can put your soul through the wringer and have you begging for more afterwards.
And it’s nae word o’ a lie to say that every one of her books has had me snorting with laughter, sobbing with intense sorrow, throwing my book across the room in a rage, and rocking my hips along with the characters during the sexy times.
Every. SIngle. One.
And one of my absolute favourite things about her books?
They are all more than 400 pages long!
So without further ado, let’s get to the good stuff.
OLIVIA
Olivia, Olivia…where do I start with ye, lass?
First of all, I gotta say that R Lee Smith knows how to make a female character kick-ass and fucking awesome sauce without overdoing it.
This is one strong, sassy, down to earth and determined chick.
She’s going aboot her usual life, ye ken, coming hame fae work, havin’ a wee bath and snuggling up in bed. Nothing out of the ordinary, right?
Aye, right!
Right up until she realises she’s oot in the pouring rain in the wee early hours of the mornin’.
She takes a gander and sees she’s not alone. She’s with a ton of other females and in the company of some…large…fuzzy…bat dudes?
And not the sexy kind either. (I mean who doesn’t fantasize about sexy bat lads…erm, right..?)
It looks like all of them have been kinda drugged to keep them calm and gathered for the pickin’.
They are taken to some far off place in the mountains as the property of their new owner/mate in order to be bred.
So, needless to say, this is absolutely horrifying to all of the women. Especially as these guys have very little understanding of human speech or customs or even their actual physical limitations! (Super large ‘eggplants’ and all that 🙂 )
As time goes on and they realise they’re not going to be rescued, Olivia somehow becomes the women’s leader. Someone they look up to and admire.
Well…most of them. There’s always at least one skank that you wanna bitch slap.
Taking on that role however is extremely stressful and a heavy burden for Olivia. It becomes her responsibility to take care of her fellow captives and if I’m being honest I would likely have fallen to pieces within the first 5 minutes of seeing a bat dude.
She also manages to gain the respect of the bat people and as she learns their language she also teaches them about human women and how to ‘please’ them, ye ken?
There is so much hope and desperation.
Heartache and desire.
I have such a hard time expressing how R Lee Smith makes me feel…which in itself is rare, hahaha!
Anyway, Olivia goes through some shit, peeps.
Some of it amusing, some of it painful, all of it intense.
THE BAT DUDES
Wow…these guys are not what they appear to be at the beginning of the story.
They are large, furry, strong and brutal males and they have come on a mission.
Their species is starting to die out and this is a last resort kinda thing.
Every one of these guys has excellent and unique personalities and I gotta say, I fell in love with them all!
Or is it maybe lust…hmm…I mean, how odd is it that I wanna get ma leg over these bat-like creatures?
Is it fucked up? Yes.
Do I care? Nope.
I’m a horny woman with too much time on her hands and a drawer full of toys. I feel zero fucks trying to escape here guys 🙂
So it’s not just the captured women who are having a hard time with this. Their people find the humans as ugly as the humans find them but they’re doing what they feel they need to for the survival of their species.
This was not a world where comfort came easily to anyone.
Again the depth of the characters and the amazing world-building has you feeling like you’re living this book rather than reading it.
There’s one female bat dude…dudette..? who just has me in feckin’ stitches with her backhands and brutal sayings. I seriously can not stop snorting at her.
Murgull’s insults are great. She keeps calling the humans ‘maggots’ and ‘toads’, haha! Oh, and she speaks in third person 🙂
“Should have eaten the food myself,” she grumbled. “Maggots deserve no better than bones.” She looked at Olivia. “This one is full of stars,” she said softly. “We know.” “Pity her. A naked frog alone in her own little brain. Pity her mate. No friend, no talk, no happy times making sparks in the pit. Just clean and feed and dress the frog. Pity them both.” She grunted, shrugging. “Pity is cheap.” “Eat the food! Murgull brings food and you gape at her with eyes like bugs! Great, fat fools you are! White and lazy, with no wings and naked, slimy bodies. You are like frogs some cruel foot has stepped on!” She turned and started galumphing out, grumbling under her breath. “Ugly, pasty, bloated leeches. Give them old Murgull’s blood, poor Murgull. Less precious than Murgull’s time.”
SEX SCENES
You know what I love about Omegaverse stories? (this isn’t Omegaverse btw) The mating rut.
I seriously get off on the fact that these huge alpha males have zero control over their primal instincts and can think about and act on only one thing.
And yup, there was some serious rutting going on here.
Also! O…M…G…lassies…blowjobs had never been heard of amongst their people!
“No peeking.” “I won’t.” He sounded very slightly offended. “If you peek, I stop,” she warned him, kneeling. “Stop wh—” She licked him, the very tip of her tongue drawing a thin line right across the middle of his glans. “...what,” he finished shakily. One hand rose, groped before him, then swept up and covered his eyes. “What was that?” She licked him again, back and forth in tiny sips, until the entire head of him was slick and shiny. The taste of him was earthy and strong, but not unpleasant. It made this easier; she had done it only once before, with Bobby and his hands shoving at her head the whole time as he grunted what she was doing right and wrong, mostly wrong. This was better, maybe only just because she was in control, but it felt good. She pressed her lips firmly to his glans, letting her tongue steal out to flick at him, and hummed against his cock. “Great Spirit,” she heard him breathe. It sounded like a prayer. Milking him slowly in her fist, Olivia began to lick down the underside of his shaft, attuned to every flinch and leap of his muscles. Now and then, she drew back to suck at the tip of his cock, and also to look up and see if he were peeking. He wasn’t. He now had both hands over his eyes. But mostly she stayed busy, tonguing and lapping beneath his cock around the steady passes of her thumb, until she reached the hard-swollen sac of his balls. “Don’t!” he hissed as she tongued him there. “You’re telling me what to do again.” “Don’t!” Louder. His thighs clenched as she slowly sucked what she could manage into her mouth and out again. She could feel his cock heavy on her hair, twitching like a living thing. “Don’t! Stop! Stop it now!” She hummed again, with him hot in her mouth. His balls clenched on her tongue and suddenly she felt the little patter of semen falling over her back. Laughter was perhaps not the appropriate response, but it came tumbling out of her anyway. She leaned back, wiping clumsily behind her as Vorgullum sagged against the wall, still hiding in his hands. “I’m sorry,” he groaned. “I was warned. Sorry. I didn’t realize you really meant it. You can look now, if you want.” He shook his head. She laughed again. “You don’t want to look at me?” “I’d rather have you finish.” “Look at me, Vorgullum.” Very slowly, he lowered his hands. She waited until his reluctant eyes met hers, then smiled at him, took his softened cock in her hand, and kissed it. “You’re killing me,” he said seriously.
Final Thoughts on OLIVIA by R Lee Smith
You know what else hit me hard in this book?
The wiseness (is that I word? I feel like it should be a word) of the elders.
I mean the advice that wrinkly old Murgull gives out is indeed freakin’ priceless!
Don’t get me wrong though. I’ve talked about the sex and the slightly lighter situations. Even some humour with the guys but make no mistake; This story is brutal too. There is non-con, mental breakdowns, suicide, violence, abuse as well as sheer terror and depression.
And it’s done in such an amazing way that you crave more when it’s over.
5 (thousand) Stars
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