I wanted to like this novel a lot more than I actually did. The central premise - that Lucy's new tattoo is actually a symbol designed to make her a potential mate for an alpha werewolf - is smart and original, and Tracy Kitts' chatty, conversational style draws you in, helping you to believe in Lucy's dilemma even as events unfolding around her become ever more monstrous. There are also a couple of scorching hot sex scenes, most notably one involving sex on a car in the pouring rain. The problem is, those sex scenes only make up a tiny percentage of the book's two hundred plus pages. Sex Symbol comes across as a horror novel spiced up with some erotic content, rather than a full-on erotic romance - which is fine if that's what you're looking for, but personally I prefer a little more sausage with my sizzle. And when Lucy's first coupling in the book - the aforementioned car scene - is fuelled by having had her drink spiked by a friend, it raises issues of dubious consent that some people won't be comfortable with. But if you like Punk'd-style humour and a hefty dollop of gore with your romance, Sex Symbol should appeal to you - and it'll make you think twice about booking that appointment at the tattooist's...