There’s something sexy about Vikings, or at least there is among the heaving bosom genre of dime store romance novels. I assume it has to do with the same phenomenon that is making EL James’ teenage sons cringe – that harried suburban moms long for a bit of excitement and danger, be that entering into a torrid kinky affair with a young businessman or, for the purposes of my post today, being carried off by a hairless, muscular Viking. I thought today I would test my interpretive skills on what we can tell about these books while judging them by their covers!
Section 1: Sandra Hill
Over half of the Viking romance books I found were written by Sandra Hill. Her website doesn’t allude to any formal study of Vikings, but then again nobody is reading these for the historical accuracy. She doesn’t write exclusively Viking fiction, but it does seem to be her trademark.
In this story a Viking clearly based on John Stamos has fallen in love. He has fallen in love with a woman who clearly must be from the Mediterranean because that shoulderless dress is a recipe for pneumonia in the British Isles.
O.K., I know this doesn’t appear to be explicitly Viking in nature, but I must admit I am intrigued by that tagline at the bottom…
Section 2: Everyone Else
This Viking is a Native American, apparently?
Since I see no heaving bosoms, I wonder if this is merely a very poorly designed cover for a gritty, bloody, piece of historical fiction. Though, judging by his six pack and the half-hearted way he’s swinging that axe, I would guess not.
I have not, in fact, read any of these books and after looking at the tag lines I’m starting to think that’s a shame. What about you? What’s your favorite Viking Romance?