I think I’ve pretty much realized at this point that when it comes to anything erotica, I should stay away from most BDSM-type stories. They are not for me. I’ve never been interested in Fifty Shades of Grey (for many, many reasons), and I’m not interested in some of the other newer releases out on the market that seem to be following the trend. The thing about The Siren is that I’ve really heard great things about it. And I do love the occasional erotica read (big J.R. Ward fan) so I wanted to give this one a try and see what all the hype was about. I didn’t see it much to be honest. There is a story there and it’s not all about the sex and the strange and quirky. But I couldn’t find myself personally quite connecting with this book as a reader. I liked the general idea of a writer getting cozy with her editor, but there was a lot more going on than just that, and I soon discovered that maybe I just can’t connect with some of these books at all. I think my largest problem is that at times, it gets way too carried away. I mean, into the point of being beyond sexy BDSM and more along the lines of flat-out abuse. I can’t enjoy that or even consider that the slightest bit romantic. Would I recommend it? Most likely. I’d recommend it to audiences who love this genre, love this type of erotica in particular. It’s well crafted and even well written. The characters have distinct personalities and sometimes I sympathized with them. I also found Nora witty and her quips charming and laugh-out-loud funny at times. On a personal side note: I won’t be continuing with the series though.