Review and My Favorite Quotes/Lines - Hot and Badgered

Hot and Badgered by Shelly Laurenston

5/5 gnomes

Wow, I have never read this author before but after seeing a review online, I thought why now check it out. This book was exactly what I needed, actually laugh out loud funny and characters that are great to root for. I should have known I'd adore this book when books have weird or punny titles, I usually like them more often than not.

I love a good book about shifters and this is definitely a great book about shifters. The world is set up really well and I like how all the different groups are explained and the many different habits they all have. Then there are the very interesting hybrids that are seen including the main character Charlie and her sister Stevie. Imaging all the different hybrids and what they could be capable of really makes you think.

Family plays a giant role in this book. The sisters and the triplets that they meet along with the other shifter families are crazy entertaining.

The story had me hooked from the beginning when you first see the sisters as children (talk about intense but it does really help set up the rest of the book.)

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My Favorite Quotes/Lines

* Spoilers are highlighted like so J

“Female grizzlies were the most feared among the shifters. Not only were they psychotically protective of those they considered family—blood or otherwise—they were, like the males, easily startled.”

“No, sweetie. It was just a honey badger thing to say. Nothing to worry about. I say honey badger things all the time but never do them.”

“A Charlie warning was serious stuff, and you ignored it at your own peril.”

“Stevie! Stevie!” When her sister didn’t respond, Charlie released her and threw up her hands. “I’ve killed her. Of course I’ve killed her. I knew one day I’d kill you all.”

“Oh, trust me,” Charlie admitted. “We are such freaks.”

“A dripping honeycomb was in her hand and hundreds of angry bees were hanging from her face like some bizarre tribal mask.”

“You stray-dog this, Berg. You stray-dog this!”

“I mean, if they’re going to use us as an object lesson . . . maybe it’s time we make a lesson of them.”

“Max had poor Stevie in a chokehold and was telling her, “Sleep. Just go to sleep. Shhhhhh.”

“I didn’t thank you yet,” she reminded him. “And keep that attitude going, I may never.”

“That’s because you’re you.”

“Sweetie, you don’t do coquettish well, so stop that.”

“And when he cuts your heart out, I will dine on it with a good Scottish ale, you worthless son of a bitch!”

“Well, most shifter guys aren’t making the move.” “Why not?” “We like our faces attached to us rather than on the floor . . . in front of us.”

“Charlie, if you are feeling moody and need to bake, there are, um, requests here.” “Requests?”

“The MacKilligan sisters didn’t know how not to make an impression.”

“Bitch, get off my coffee table,” Britta said as she passed through the living room.”

“Max grinned. “But I’m a happy psychotic!”

“Well, she hated you before,” Stevie explained. “Now her hate is just enhanced.”

“Not to be rude but if either of you find a man . . . you need to hold that man.”

“Such poor decision making.”