Leather Bound is a light BDSM (light by my standards) mystery.
Janine runs Leather Bound, a rare bookstore, with her friend, Lily. A mysterious, sexy man asks her to find a book that might not exist. He can’t give her the name of the author, and he doesn’t have the title. She turns him down, but there wouldn’t be much of a story if that were the end of it, so circumstances conspire to make her call him back and offer to find the book. Soon she’s on a journey through her own back yard, where she finds out there’s a whole lot going on that she never noticed before.
This is definitely one of those “switch off your critical brain and just go along for the ride” stories. It’s a fantasy, it doesn’t have to make sense.
Leather Bound is well written. The sex scenes are interesting and varied and should appeal to many readers. The BDSM wasn’t heavy into pain or humiliation, which was a refreshing change from books that have novices plunging into heavy scenes with only a mild protest, and then loving every second of it. Since this is BDSM, the real search in the story is for the heroine’s true self, not the book. By the end, she finds both.
I wish I could be more excited about this novel. I want to be clear that it was my reaction to the characters and a pet peeve with the plot that made it impossible for me to like it more. Many readers will love this story, and their opinion will be as valid as mine.