Her Highland Master by Anya Summers (Dungeon Fantasy Club #1)


29920605Zoey Mills’s life is in shambles. She’s been accused of leaking her upper crust Hollywood clients’ data to an online magazine for a large payday. After a wine and chocolate-filled evening of drowning her sorrows, she determines that her best course of action is to leave her home in sunny Los Angeles for a week-long vacation in the Scottish Highlands. It’s the only way she can escape from the fact that her image is being splashed across the nightly news – and it might actually give her a chance to consider what her next move should be, now that her Great Master Life Plan has disintegrated into dust.

Unfortunately, she’s only just landed and is navigating the tiny roads in her rental car when a freak early autumn snow storm hits. Zoey finds herself stranded and winds up on the doorstep of Mullardoch Manor; home of the sexy Scotsman, Declan McDougal, who is her every dark fantasy brought to life.


On the surface this should be a “me” story – woman on vacation in Scotland gets caught in a snowstorm and puts her car into a ditch. She finds herself in front of a fancy manor, complete with two crazy hot Scottish dudes and a dungeon in the basement. She’s stuck there for a week – how ever shall she pass the time?


The good:

  • The sex is hot, with bondage and a threesome.
  • Zoey’s phone call with her old boss goes just the way I wanted it too.

The not-so-good:

  • Instalust, insta-sub.
  • Characterization is flat and at times troubling. Here’s how we find out what happened to Declan’s ex-girlfriend:

He had loved Jenna. He’d actually picked out a ring. She’d fit in with his lifestyle perfectly and had been his little sub, until she ran off with another Dom from the Club. They both died in a car crash a week later.

O.o That’s some justice.

  • The plot is an afterthought and is crammed between sex scenes. The hero turns on a dime and makes quick decisions that feel unearned.
  • Details drove me mad. Declan does the right thing by getting the chilled Zoey out of her wet clothes, all “I know what to do when someone has hypothermia”. Then he gives her tea that’s half whisky, the exact wrong thing to do. Booze makes you feel warmer but actually lowers your body temperature – this is why drunk people in the cold meet bad ends. GRAH.
  • Also, what kind of guy would take that opportunity to strip off all his clothes, too? Sure, being close will help warm her up, but I think most guys would have the common sense to keep their boxers on, at least.
  • More details – a road can be slushy or covered with six inches of snow, but not both.
  • Even more details – Zoey is some kind of agent for big time Hollywood people but a week-long holiday drains her bank account? And what kind of sane person drains their bank account when they think they’ll be unemployed for the foreseeable future? Especially when that use of money adds stress to said vacation?

The writing is okay and the sex is hot, but the lack of characterization and whiplash plot make this a less enjoyable read.

Thanks to Blushing Books and NetGalley for providing a review copy.