To be completely honest, I was a bit nervous about dipping my toe into the omegaverse. As someone who finds the romance genre as deeply problematic (more on that later), there are several things in the omegaverse genre that make me simultaneously want to run in the opposite direction and paint myself blue and charge into battle. That being said, the blurb was incredibly enticing and caught my attention. I promised myself that I would drop this book at the first red-flag. Surprisingly (and fortunately), Marlowe passed my, “this doesn’t make me want to throw up” test immediately. Brava!
The Alpha’s Resurrection follows Zorah, who finds herself in the Morris Hill Pack in hopes of finding a mate before her traditionalist family forces her to mate her cousin (ew). During her stay, she catches the attention of a disgraced Alpha named Jake. They’re drawn together, unable to escape fate that binds them together. However, to be with her, Jake would likely lose everything. Maybe even his life.
First, I have to tip my hat to Marlowe. They write beautifully. It was just the right blend of straight-forward and flowery-prose, making the story flow without feeling too bogged down with (as I like to call it) writerly-fuck-fuck[1]. The pacing was very good, giving us a good blend of establishing information and momentum. The story hit the ground running and just kept going, which I was grateful for!
I don’t like to pick up books in the middle of a series, so I was a bit nervous about feeling lost. Roy did an incredible job with writing this as a standalone. I was deliberately trying to find the references to prior books and it was done so well, it felt like background information, and not at all like an info dump. From what I gleaned, you do not have to read the other books to enjoy The Alpha’s Resurrection, but I have every intention of going back and reading the first two.
The Alpha’s Resurrection is certainly something that spice-lovers will enjoy. I tend to gravitate toward books that are mild-medium spice (I’m still strongly advocating that we base our spiciness off a salsa metric). This book was very much so on the hot side of salsa.
A few things to note: if you hate the miscommunication trope, you will not like this story. It does rely heavily on the main characters not knowing how to words at each other. As someone who is largely indifferent to the trope, it was bordering on agitating. Also, if you’re looking for a hyper-toxic-masculine alpha-hole, Jake doesn’t fit the bill.
All in all, I was pleasantly surprised by this book! I don’t know if it’s enough to convince me to dive head-first into the genre, but it’s certainly enough to make me want to follow Marlowe Roy to see what they come up with next! All in all, it was beautifully executed and the perfect example of how a mid-series standalone should be written.
[1] writerly-fuck-fuck : Ivy-ism for when writers are feeling themselves a bit too much and wax poetic for too long.
Ex) …ten pages to describe one specific tapestry…
In a sentence: This book just has too much writerly-fuck-fuck.
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