Shea Swain once again takes the erotic Interracial romance out of the billionaire boardroom, and into the darker confines of horror with her interesting spin on familiar tropes. Like in her novel Chained to the Devil’s Son, she’s not afraid to tackle social issues in the context of psychological horror. But in Heaven on Hell Island, she steps it up a notch, creating a story out of a hodgepodge of genres. Does it work? Well, some of it. But before we get to that, let me give you a glimpse into what the book is about:
Bleu St. James is flying first class to hell island, and along for the ride is a Neo-Nazi, a generic businessman, and his damsel-in-distress secretary.
The strength of Heaven on Hell…resides in the author’s attempt to create a story that veers away from the normal fare found among her IRR peers. And look, I know stating that will not elicit the strong kind of endorsement some of you may prefer before spending your coin on a book. But I got to call it like I see it. I’m not afraid to state that I like where Swain attempts to go with her stories. That’s why I keep coming back. The problem is where she ends. So, how about a little breakdown of the pros and cons?