Aerial
by Aurelia T. Evans
Totally
Bound, 2015
What
a guilty pleasure it is to return to Arcanium! Aerial is the
third book in Aurelia T. Evans’ erotic romance/horror series, and
possibly the best so far.
What
is Arcanium? A demon circus, created and controlled by psychic jinni
Bell Maddox, for his own obscure pleasure and for the edification,
education and punishment of the creatures he binds to serve it. Some,
like incubus Lord Mikhail, succubus Lady Sasha, and the
child-devouring clowns Comedy, Tragedy and Murphy, are demons who’ve
made bargains with the fortune teller, providing dark and seductive
entertainments in return for permission to sate their particular
hungers. Some, like Misha the sword swallower or the lion and tiger
under the lash of the sinister Ringmaster, are human beings whose
unfortunate wishes were overheard and twisted by Bell. Arcanium’s
Oddity Row showcases Christina the armless and legless human torso,
conjoined twins Jane and Joanne, Kitty the bearded woman, and other
freaks. Some, like Kitty, are voluntary members of the peculiar
Arcanium family. Others are living the consequences of rash behavior
or thoughtlessly voiced desires.
Aerial
offers the tale of Seth and Lars, two attractive and muscular young
men who perform a stunning aerial act under Arcanium’s shadowy big
top. They appear as background characters in the earlier volumes
Fortune and Carousel. The latest book, which is set
before Fortune, details how
they came to be part of Arcanium.
As
the story opens, Seth and Lars are strolling the circus grounds,
appreciating what they believe to be the well-executed make-up on the
oddities and savoring the undercurrent of sexual arousal that suffuses
Arcanium. They’re old friends, team mates on a college soccer team,
hoping for a future in professional sports. An argument tinged with
homophobia and a careless wish from Seth change everything. Maddox,
who has been wanting more male performers, chooses to interpret
Seth’s metaphor literally. He physically binds the two men together
with magic that requires some part of their bodies remain in contact
at all times.
Forced
to live together, sleep together, shower together, even use the
toilet while attached, Seth and Lars discover a mutual carnal
attraction made all the more acute by the perpetual aura of lust that
pervades the circus. As they try to fight their need while retaining
their friendship, the circus draws them deeper into its dark heart.
This
book does an incredible job articulating the confused emotions of men
who have always seen themselves as straight discovering their
homoerotic tendencies. The two heroes react quite differently to
their mutual attraction. Ms. Evans portrays the tension between them
with subtlety and conviction. Even as they fight their desire, the
sex between them is incendiary—more
arousing, for me at least, than their interactions with the female
members of the circus, which serve to convince Seth and Lars (and I
guess the reader) that at least they’re not completely gay.
Meanwhile,
the author offers new glimpses into the histories of other Arcanium
denizens. Each tale is different, simultaneously horrifying and
fascinating. Like the freaks on Oddity Row, the stories make you
squirm, but you can’t help wanting more.
At
the center of it all sits Bell Maddox, a character of exquisite
complexity. Seemingly cruel and kind by turns, he actually follows a
sort of inhuman logic outside of human categories. For him, Arcanium
is simultaneously a work of art, a delicately crafted machine, a
source of perverse pleasure, and a morality play. He loves his
creation; he protects it; he nurtures it. He collects souls to serve
it.
Bell’s
profound ambiguity gives the Arcanium series a depth that’s rare in
the world of erotic romance. I applaud the fact that Ms. Evans does
not try to explain him. He is what he is, what he has been for
millenia, not man, not beast, not quite a god...a force of nature
perhaps, or the personification of fate—fickle, unpredictable,
generous and vicious.
In
general, I don’t enjoy series. I get bored after a book or two.
Arcanium is a major exception. I have the fourth book, Ringmaster,
on my tablet already. I’ve been resisting the temptation to begin
reading until I’d written this review. I wanted to remember and
record what impressed me about Aerial
before immersing myself in another orgy of sex, blood and magic.
I’ll
probably start Ringmaster
tonight.
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