“Conscience isn’t something all people are born with . . .”
Gabriel
Church is a portrait in contrast. It would be easy to get lost in his
pale-blue eyes, ache with the need to feel the strength of his masculine
frame. He appears to be nothing but animal and instinct. The only
people who know the full depth of that truth are dead, murdered, or two
thousand miles away.
Gabe is a serial killer. For the first
time in his life, he has more on his mind than his own survival. This
time he is running from Seattle to protect the only person he thinks
innocent in his laundry list of crime and murder: Christian Maxwell, his
biographer and unexpected lover. Drawn to a place he never thought to
return, Gabe finds new and different realities. Realities that insist he
let go of his tragic past, those incredible perceptions of God, and his
own divinity. He must open his eyes to what the love of a good man can
do to heal a broken soul.
But when the killer is confronted
by his own willingness to love and sacrifice, he is forced to ultimately
ask the question: Just how far will he go to save a life . . . when all
he’s ever done is take them?
Gabriel Church is on the run. After years of fulfilling - what he claims to be - his calling from God, he's done something that just might get him caught.
The story starts where book 1 ended, Gabriel had left Christian in an effort to save him. After Gabriel killed Shea, he knew things would go south and thought if he stayed away from Christian that he would be protecting him.
He was driving all over the place and he seemed to be losing it. He was looking for... I don't know, validation, maybe? Not validation that he is in fact doing god's work through murder, because he knows that's the truth. But he found comfort in confession at a small church he came across. Not confessing the whole truth, but enough for him to feel better about his "mission" and enough for the priest to know something wasn't right with Gabriel. Gabriel has a very warped relationship with god. He has a negative history with churches, but at the same time finds comfort there, and truly believes that he was chosen to send "white lighters" home to heaven. Some people have a light surrounding them -that only Gabriel can see- and he thinks this is a sign from god that this person needs to have the light put out and sent home.
All while this was going on, he couldn't get Christian out of his head. They started a relationship when Christian wanted to write Gabriel's biography. After calling Christan, Gabriel found out that he was being contacted by the police for Shea's murder. He goes back to try and save the day. In a way that only Gabriel can do.
Gabriel is an interesting character, to say the least. He's a psychopathic serial killer, but is also charming and playful with Christian. He's discovering that he can have feelings for others, given the lengths he went to in order to protect Christian.
Things come to a head when the investigating police officer continues to peruse Christian for the murder case. This is when things really shifted for me. I already had a hard time with Gabriel. He's so easy to like, but he's also a killer, so maybe not so easy to like? But the whole situation that went down with the police officer just reminded me who this guy really is. I honestly can't say what direction I'd like his story to go. But I can tell you that I'm curious.
The story took some time to get started I had a hard time getting into it initially. It's more of a thriller than a romance and I know that's the main reason I struggled in the beginning. Why couldn't he just meet up with Christian, forget his "mission" and live HEA? But like I said, I'm definitely in for the long haul here. I have to know what happens to Gabriel.
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Blog Tour: Torn and Frayed by Rodd Clark
Have you met Gabriel Church yet? Well, you should! He's an interesting character, to say the least! Author Rodd Clark is here to talk about his newest release, Torn and Frayed, book 2 in the Gabriel Church Tales.
Cover & Blurb:
“Conscience isn’t something all people are born with...”
Gabriel Church is a portrait in contrast. It would be easy to get lost in his pale-blue eyes, ache with the need to feel the strength of his masculine frame. He appears to be nothing but animal and instinct. The only people who know the full depth of that truth are dead, murdered, or two thousand miles away.
Gabe is a serial killer. For the first time in his life, he has more on his mind than his own survival. This time he is running from Seattle to protect the only person he thinks innocent in his laundry list of crime and murder: Christian Maxwell, his biographer and unexpected lover. Drawn to a place he never thought to return, Gabe finds new and different realities. Realities that insist he let go of his tragic past, those incredible perceptions of God, and his own divinity. He must open his eyes to what the love of a good man can do to heal a broken soul.
But when the killer is confronted by his own willingness to love and sacrifice, he is forced to ultimately ask the question: Just how far will he go to save a life . . . when all he’s ever done is take them?
Character Profiles:
Gabriel Church is 36, was born in Kentucky, and is a drifter. He’s toned and big, sexy and dangerous: the anti-hero of the series and dresses rough and casual. It is his body that attracts not the denims and flannel and t-shirts he is accustomed to wearing. But if there was one thing that anyone would remember about Gabe is his eyes: pale-blue slate and mesmerizing.
Church is a dichotomy because he appears to be a redneck illiterate from the outside, but in truth has his deep profound thoughts and belief-structure. His voice is masculine without being wordy, but his control is always sensed and displayed by the few sentences he blurts out. His speech illustrates a subtle wisdom with a serious knife-like edge, because after-all, he has seen and done it all during his lifetime.
Gabe is street smart, but even with his high school education he shows he is envious of Christian’s brain and intellect. He considers the man an enigma and struggles with the knowledge that his life could have turned out very differently had he been given the same chances at a college education. One he feels that Christian has taken for granted.
Gabriel survived only by his wits, and in a place where a bed with clean sheets is considered a luxury. He has never known wealth and comfort but sees the futility in such pursuits, namely because he has seen the others he has killed die without fanfare and without their protection of wealth or reputation. The rat race of others, as Church has called it, it something fragile and easily destroyed in his perception. He holds no interest in obtaining any financial freedom, nor does he expect to ever find it.
Gabe relies on his ability to read others and spot their weaknesses; it may be why he is so fascinated with Chris Maxwell, his polar opposite. Christian doesn’t seem to possess that skill at all, and this creates a symbiotic relationship of Gabe wanting to protect his lover from the dangers he sees so clearly.
One thing Gabe would say he was good at, if asked, was his ability to fuck, and fuck well. He would smile his twisted grin and flash his pearly whites, but in truth the reality was that he considered himself a survivor, regardless of the odds. He lives his life without assistance, makes no apologies and is very much the man’s man, counts only on his own abilities to get from point A to point B.
Church has not spoken to anyone in his family since he left as a young adult. But for him in particular, the ghosts of his childhood haunt him more regularly than he would care to admit.
Gabe finds out that his breaking point is his lover: Christian Maxwell. Or more precisely the fact that despite thinking that he can walk away from him to protect him, to simply forget the writer and equate him as the same collateral damage he thought appropriate for his mother and sister, he can’t.
Christian Maxwell is an attractive and educated man, very erudite and currently in his mid-thirties. He is living as a closeted gay man when our story begins, but finds himself desperate to connect with someone who can break him out of his destined routine.
Christian as a protagonist is trained and educated with a background that gives him the leg-up over his peers, where Church is self-taught and possesses than skill of reading people and sizing up his competition.
Christian was raised with financial comfort and due to his degree always assumed his life would run according to plan. He is the exact opposite of Gabriel Church.
He is a bit of a loner. Christian loves his family but doesn’t seem to express pride in them or their accomplishments and he can go weeks without speaking to them.
Christian has important flaws; namely his inability to walk away from such a dangerous figure as Gabriel Church. Chris allows his lover to make the decisions regarding his own personal safety.
Where Gabriel takes challenges head-on, Christian wavers with the morality issue and losing the only person he desires, regardless of his better sense of right and wrong. He knows he could be considered an accomplice to murder in the very least and may be wanted for questioning in the death of a young woman in Seattle. But it is a matter of trust for him and that faith is equally tested many times for him.
In the end he hopes to be the one to change Church. To show him the error of his ways and for Church to want to settle down with him, even if settling is to be on the run with his lover.
Excerpt:
Cars weaved dangerously onto onramps as everyone was frantically trying to make it to offices, day jobs, or the nearest shopping malls. Everyone was out to make a living, but for him life was different. In the burbs, Gabe made a living with a towel and a pair of shorts. Stopping in at motel pools, appearing like any other guest out for a swim. His true intention was spying for purses sitting open by the women tanning themselves on chaise lounges.
Gabriel wasn’t vain, but he knew what catnip a strong physique could be for a lonely female traveler, and he knew how to work the tourist trade even better than the brown-skinned boys from the beaches of Puerto Vallarta. But it was more than loose change he’d be begging for. Motel pools were ideal because husbands rarely swam with their families, but mothers knew the importance of getting screaming children out of tiny motel rooms and into pools. It meant they could sit in quiet solitude, possibly reading and tanning their alabaster skins as urchins on sugar highs splashed and frolicked at their feet.
It was the perfect savanna for hunting when you had a build like Gabriel’s. And if his target was a lone single woman, he often used his skills to get her to draw him to her room for sweaty sex between the sheets. Purses and pocket books were easy, and when they weren’t available, there were pool games for money and poker with betting. He considered his petty theft something few would miss, and his efforts enabled him to stay off the grid and under anyone’s radar. He’d never been arrested or ticketed for any of his minor crimes for cash because he was that good. A tempting smile went a long way for him, and he could be charming and self-effacing whenever he needed. Christian had chuckled and called him whore when he’d explained how he maintained his existence back in Washington. Remembering that incident brought a faint grin to his face, and he found pleasure that the writer hadn’t judged him harshly, as others might’ve.
“You do what you have to if you want to survive, little buddy.” Church had offered over Christian’s raucous laughter. It had been one of the first times they’d discussed his manner of survival or money during one of their many frequent interviews in the Mayflower. He had to admit they’d been a little drunk by then after Maxwell had purchased a bottle of premium bourbon and carried it back to their suite as entertainment and distraction. They were inebriated more often than he cared to admit, but it was a necessary evil when Christian was asking him to reveal his deepest, darkest secrets. The only way he could get to the impervious truth was by laced libation and longing looks of sympathy and interest. One of Gabe’s fondest memories came from them sitting on the sofa in the spacious suite at the Mayflower in their underwear, close enough that their knees were touching. They were already high on bourbon and colas, and they laughed and joked well into the night. It was something Gabriel had never experienced before, as unfathomable as that might have sounded.
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Rodd lives in Dallas, TX at the moment but hails from the sticks of Oklahoma. Check out his web presence at RODDCLARK.COM. Interested in the M/M Mystery, Romance and Thriller genres but has a varied interest in many books. It has been written that his writing has a very dark and distinctive voice with a need for deep exploration and analysis. “Torn and Frayed” is the sequel to his popular romantic thriller, "Rubble and the Wreckage." The third chapter of the series should be released later in the year and give readers a chance to see how their wicked story is resolved.
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Thanks, Rodd, for stopping by and sharing a little more about these guys. Can't wait for book 2!
Cover & Blurb:
Gabriel Church is a portrait in contrast. It would be easy to get lost in his pale-blue eyes, ache with the need to feel the strength of his masculine frame. He appears to be nothing but animal and instinct. The only people who know the full depth of that truth are dead, murdered, or two thousand miles away.
Gabe is a serial killer. For the first time in his life, he has more on his mind than his own survival. This time he is running from Seattle to protect the only person he thinks innocent in his laundry list of crime and murder: Christian Maxwell, his biographer and unexpected lover. Drawn to a place he never thought to return, Gabe finds new and different realities. Realities that insist he let go of his tragic past, those incredible perceptions of God, and his own divinity. He must open his eyes to what the love of a good man can do to heal a broken soul.
But when the killer is confronted by his own willingness to love and sacrifice, he is forced to ultimately ask the question: Just how far will he go to save a life . . . when all he’s ever done is take them?
Character Profiles:
Gabriel Church is 36, was born in Kentucky, and is a drifter. He’s toned and big, sexy and dangerous: the anti-hero of the series and dresses rough and casual. It is his body that attracts not the denims and flannel and t-shirts he is accustomed to wearing. But if there was one thing that anyone would remember about Gabe is his eyes: pale-blue slate and mesmerizing.
Church is a dichotomy because he appears to be a redneck illiterate from the outside, but in truth has his deep profound thoughts and belief-structure. His voice is masculine without being wordy, but his control is always sensed and displayed by the few sentences he blurts out. His speech illustrates a subtle wisdom with a serious knife-like edge, because after-all, he has seen and done it all during his lifetime.
Gabe is street smart, but even with his high school education he shows he is envious of Christian’s brain and intellect. He considers the man an enigma and struggles with the knowledge that his life could have turned out very differently had he been given the same chances at a college education. One he feels that Christian has taken for granted.
Gabriel survived only by his wits, and in a place where a bed with clean sheets is considered a luxury. He has never known wealth and comfort but sees the futility in such pursuits, namely because he has seen the others he has killed die without fanfare and without their protection of wealth or reputation. The rat race of others, as Church has called it, it something fragile and easily destroyed in his perception. He holds no interest in obtaining any financial freedom, nor does he expect to ever find it.
Gabe relies on his ability to read others and spot their weaknesses; it may be why he is so fascinated with Chris Maxwell, his polar opposite. Christian doesn’t seem to possess that skill at all, and this creates a symbiotic relationship of Gabe wanting to protect his lover from the dangers he sees so clearly.
One thing Gabe would say he was good at, if asked, was his ability to fuck, and fuck well. He would smile his twisted grin and flash his pearly whites, but in truth the reality was that he considered himself a survivor, regardless of the odds. He lives his life without assistance, makes no apologies and is very much the man’s man, counts only on his own abilities to get from point A to point B.
Church has not spoken to anyone in his family since he left as a young adult. But for him in particular, the ghosts of his childhood haunt him more regularly than he would care to admit.
Gabe finds out that his breaking point is his lover: Christian Maxwell. Or more precisely the fact that despite thinking that he can walk away from him to protect him, to simply forget the writer and equate him as the same collateral damage he thought appropriate for his mother and sister, he can’t.
Christian Maxwell is an attractive and educated man, very erudite and currently in his mid-thirties. He is living as a closeted gay man when our story begins, but finds himself desperate to connect with someone who can break him out of his destined routine.
Christian as a protagonist is trained and educated with a background that gives him the leg-up over his peers, where Church is self-taught and possesses than skill of reading people and sizing up his competition.
Christian was raised with financial comfort and due to his degree always assumed his life would run according to plan. He is the exact opposite of Gabriel Church.
He is a bit of a loner. Christian loves his family but doesn’t seem to express pride in them or their accomplishments and he can go weeks without speaking to them.
Christian has important flaws; namely his inability to walk away from such a dangerous figure as Gabriel Church. Chris allows his lover to make the decisions regarding his own personal safety.
Where Gabriel takes challenges head-on, Christian wavers with the morality issue and losing the only person he desires, regardless of his better sense of right and wrong. He knows he could be considered an accomplice to murder in the very least and may be wanted for questioning in the death of a young woman in Seattle. But it is a matter of trust for him and that faith is equally tested many times for him.
In the end he hopes to be the one to change Church. To show him the error of his ways and for Church to want to settle down with him, even if settling is to be on the run with his lover.
Excerpt:
Cars weaved dangerously onto onramps as everyone was frantically trying to make it to offices, day jobs, or the nearest shopping malls. Everyone was out to make a living, but for him life was different. In the burbs, Gabe made a living with a towel and a pair of shorts. Stopping in at motel pools, appearing like any other guest out for a swim. His true intention was spying for purses sitting open by the women tanning themselves on chaise lounges.
Gabriel wasn’t vain, but he knew what catnip a strong physique could be for a lonely female traveler, and he knew how to work the tourist trade even better than the brown-skinned boys from the beaches of Puerto Vallarta. But it was more than loose change he’d be begging for. Motel pools were ideal because husbands rarely swam with their families, but mothers knew the importance of getting screaming children out of tiny motel rooms and into pools. It meant they could sit in quiet solitude, possibly reading and tanning their alabaster skins as urchins on sugar highs splashed and frolicked at their feet.
It was the perfect savanna for hunting when you had a build like Gabriel’s. And if his target was a lone single woman, he often used his skills to get her to draw him to her room for sweaty sex between the sheets. Purses and pocket books were easy, and when they weren’t available, there were pool games for money and poker with betting. He considered his petty theft something few would miss, and his efforts enabled him to stay off the grid and under anyone’s radar. He’d never been arrested or ticketed for any of his minor crimes for cash because he was that good. A tempting smile went a long way for him, and he could be charming and self-effacing whenever he needed. Christian had chuckled and called him whore when he’d explained how he maintained his existence back in Washington. Remembering that incident brought a faint grin to his face, and he found pleasure that the writer hadn’t judged him harshly, as others might’ve.
“You do what you have to if you want to survive, little buddy.” Church had offered over Christian’s raucous laughter. It had been one of the first times they’d discussed his manner of survival or money during one of their many frequent interviews in the Mayflower. He had to admit they’d been a little drunk by then after Maxwell had purchased a bottle of premium bourbon and carried it back to their suite as entertainment and distraction. They were inebriated more often than he cared to admit, but it was a necessary evil when Christian was asking him to reveal his deepest, darkest secrets. The only way he could get to the impervious truth was by laced libation and longing looks of sympathy and interest. One of Gabe’s fondest memories came from them sitting on the sofa in the spacious suite at the Mayflower in their underwear, close enough that their knees were touching. They were already high on bourbon and colas, and they laughed and joked well into the night. It was something Gabriel had never experienced before, as unfathomable as that might have sounded.
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Thanks, Rodd, for stopping by and sharing a little more about these guys. Can't wait for book 2!
Review: Splendid Isolation (Shadow Play #3) by Helena Maeve
Old spies make dangerous hostages.
A prisoner at the tender mercies of the British Secret Intelligence Services, Manuel has to believe that trading freedom for protection was his only hope of avoiding payback for his crimes. Yet his chequered past is neither forgiven nor forgotten. Every day, Manuel is tasked with providing his handlers new intelligence about the bloodthirsty power players he once served. And if he refuses, there are consequences.
In charge of Manuel’s debriefing is Cole, a high-ranking Section officer whose history is intimately intertwined with Manuel’s misdeeds. He has made it his mission to unearth Manuel’s secrets, however long that takes. He will break Manuel because it is necessary. Avenging a broken heart has nothing to do with it.
But time is not on their side. When Manuel’s former employer targets the safe house where he is imprisoned, his usefulness as an asset is called into question. As old passions awaken, both Cole and Manuel discover that letting go of the past may not be as easy as they’d hoped.
The best of the series so far!
(IMO)
This is what I've been looking for out of this series. It caught my attention right out of the gate and held it throughout. It is lighter on the espionage than its predecessors, but the relationship between these two protagonists is sublime. I'm happy to relinquish a little spy game for a second chance romance.
Manuel and Cole have a history which isn't expounded on all that much but it's clear they had a relationship, separated because of their jobs but never forgot each other. That lost love trope...
There also seems to be a teensy bit of acrimony betwixt the two and you know what that means. That's right, kids!
Hate sex!
WINNER! WINNER! CHICKEN DINNER!
The great plot twists and stellar writing I've come to expect from this author, but this story had that missing element I've been desperately searching for in the previous two books-two protagonists I can root for.
These books can be read as stand alones and I would highly recommend this one to anyone looking for a smart writer who can weave a good spy tale with some stellar sex and adventurous plots.
A copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.
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A prisoner at the tender mercies of the British Secret Intelligence Services, Manuel has to believe that trading freedom for protection was his only hope of avoiding payback for his crimes. Yet his chequered past is neither forgiven nor forgotten. Every day, Manuel is tasked with providing his handlers new intelligence about the bloodthirsty power players he once served. And if he refuses, there are consequences.
In charge of Manuel’s debriefing is Cole, a high-ranking Section officer whose history is intimately intertwined with Manuel’s misdeeds. He has made it his mission to unearth Manuel’s secrets, however long that takes. He will break Manuel because it is necessary. Avenging a broken heart has nothing to do with it.
But time is not on their side. When Manuel’s former employer targets the safe house where he is imprisoned, his usefulness as an asset is called into question. As old passions awaken, both Cole and Manuel discover that letting go of the past may not be as easy as they’d hoped.
The best of the series so far!
(IMO)
This is what I've been looking for out of this series. It caught my attention right out of the gate and held it throughout. It is lighter on the espionage than its predecessors, but the relationship between these two protagonists is sublime. I'm happy to relinquish a little spy game for a second chance romance.
Manuel and Cole have a history which isn't expounded on all that much but it's clear they had a relationship, separated because of their jobs but never forgot each other. That lost love trope...
There also seems to be a teensy bit of acrimony betwixt the two and you know what that means. That's right, kids!
Hate sex!
WINNER! WINNER! CHICKEN DINNER!
The great plot twists and stellar writing I've come to expect from this author, but this story had that missing element I've been desperately searching for in the previous two books-two protagonists I can root for.
These books can be read as stand alones and I would highly recommend this one to anyone looking for a smart writer who can weave a good spy tale with some stellar sex and adventurous plots.
A copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.
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Dual Review: A Serious Thing and A Casual Thing by Annabelle Jacobs
Patrick Mason travels to Bristol to spend the summer with his brother, Ben. He’s cat sitting for the first two weeks while Ben goes on holiday. But Ben neglected to tell him he wouldn’t be doing it alone. Will Adams—Ben’s mate and Patrick’s long-time crush—is staying in Ben’s guest room while he waits to move into his new house after a breakup.
Against his better judgment, Patrick convinces Will that a little no-strings fun is just what they need. Patrick doesn’t want to get involved with a guy on the rebound, and Will isn’t interested in starting something serious with a student. But Patrick’s never been good at separating sex from feelings, and this time is no exception. As their weeks together draw to a close, they need to decide if they have something worth pursuing or if it’s really just a casual thing.
Patrick has a plan, and he’ll go to great lengths to see it through.
After three weeks apart due to work and school commitments, he and Will are finally getting to spend some time together. Patrick is staying with Will over the Christmas holidays, and he intends to tell him how he feels on Christmas Day. It’s going to be perfect.
But of course, Patrick’s plans don’t always go smoothly…
Against his better judgment, Patrick convinces Will that a little no-strings fun is just what they need. Patrick doesn’t want to get involved with a guy on the rebound, and Will isn’t interested in starting something serious with a student. But Patrick’s never been good at separating sex from feelings, and this time is no exception. As their weeks together draw to a close, they need to decide if they have something worth pursuing or if it’s really just a casual thing.
Patrick has a plan, and he’ll go to great lengths to see it through.
After three weeks apart due to work and school commitments, he and Will are finally getting to spend some time together. Patrick is staying with Will over the Christmas holidays, and he intends to tell him how he feels on Christmas Day. It’s going to be perfect.
But of course, Patrick’s plans don’t always go smoothly…
I'm not sure I can say how much I loved these stories. I don't know about you guys, but I have certain reading 'moods', where I crave different types of stories; fantasy, angsty, paranormal, heartbreaking, erotic...and many more, I read books like I eat, at different times I fancy different things.
One 'mood' I come back to time and again is the need for a simple romance story. The type with low to no angst. The type that will make me smile. The type that feels like a warm hug I can just melt into. I will never not crave these stories and with Will and Patrick, Annabelle has absolutely nailed it as far as I'm concerned.
In A Casual Thing we meet these two guys, brother and best friend of Ben. To add a little something into the mix, Will (best friend) is the object of Ben's (brother) desires, and has been forever. The resulting story is everything I hoped it would be; sweet, romantic, sexy, fun, delicious. Heartwarming. I'm getting a stupid smile on my face just thinking about it as I write this. It's all just gorgeous. They decide to have a fortnight of no-strings fun...
*snorts*
As if. I like strings and sexy romantic blokes falling in love.
*sigh*
In A Serious Thing, we see that no-strings didn't really work out. At all. GOOD. It means the romance continues in this short story that is a perfect follow up. My melted heart just got meltier. It is just perfectly gorgeous and I loved every second of these stories.
If you're after a plain old toe-curling romance, look no further than these two British boys; I guarantee they'll melt the hardest of hearts.
Oh and A Serious Thing is FREE at Dreamspinner Press.
A copy of these books were given in exchange for an honest review.
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Review: Yesterday by Mickie B. Ashling
In June of 1978 Grady Ormond, eighteen-year-old son of diplomat Peter Ormond, accompanies his father to his new posting as US Ambassador to Pakistan. Neighboring Iran is on the brink of a civil war, with the monarchy in danger of being overthrown.
Grady will be leaving for New York City in late August to study cinematography and has been warned to keep his homosexual orientation tightly under wraps while on vacation. Repercussions in the predominantly Islamic region could be severe.
On their first night in Karachi, his father hosts a cocktail party to meet the local dignitaries. Grady is introduced to His Highness Prince Kamran Izadi, nephew of the shah of Iran. Twenty-three-year-old Kamran has recently returned from the UK, where he spent eleven years, first as a student, and then as a financial analyst.
The attraction is immediate—unforeseen and dangerously powerful—but neither one dares to make a move. Odds are so stacked against them it's futile to even entertain a friendship, but they do, and their world tilts precariously.
With his country in turmoil and Grady about to leave for college, Kamran makes a decision that will change their lives forever.
Rushed
I'm conflicted about this book. I liked a lot about it, but if I'm being honest with myself what I liked most were the historical references rather than the romance. For the past few years I've become increasingly convinced that this time period between Iran and the U.S. was the genesis of the current contentious state in which we find ourselves, and therefore, fascinated by it. That it is the setting for Yesterday is what piqued my interest.
It can be very didactic with some information dumps.
Kam, nephew to the Shah, is living in Karachi just prior to his ousting in favor of Ayatollah Khomeini. He's a prince and has ties to the imams. Due in large part to his sexual orientation as well as his pernicious father he's spent very little time in Iran. He was sent to boarding school in England very young then proceeded to make every excuse to stay until family obligations brought him back, namely making a good marriage.
His time is running out when he meets Grady at a diplomatic dinner. Grady is 18 and reads 18. He's idealistic and earnest. Naturally, Grady is in love with Kam in the span of 2 days so instalove...
Instalove and I are strange bedfellows. Sometimes it works for me and sometimes I fear my eyeballs will get stuck like that. And sometimes I find myself with a book like Yesterday where I can believe an 18 yr old capable of falling instantly in love with a near stranger but I never truly felt it.
Maybe that's because it's all told from Grady's perspective and Kam seems so reserved. Maybe it's because the bulk of the book happens over the span of about a week and a half. Nevertheless, the fact remains I didn't invest in them. I was told too much and not shown enough. I need to see the relationship develop through the innocuous-caresses, stolen moments, softly spoken words and, yes, I want to roll around in the sappy nectar of the can't live without you kind of love. I also need for that to continuously be woven throughout the story and it wasn't.
I want to be made to believe it, to be taken on the ride and for words like the below to translate to the page.
The sex is medium hot with a winning buttsex deflowering. They spar pretty frequently, so there is passion. But I think the opportunity to show how possessive Kam can be was lost and that could've taken this book from 3 to 4 hearts. I also think these characters weren't fully developed; they're still two-dimensional to me. Maybe if things weren't so rushed and given time to breathe this book had the potential to be great, but it's just out of reach.
My only other quibble is sort of spoilerish so look away if you don't want to be spoiled.
As I previously mentioned Kam has ties to the imams. He's a devout Muslim who's loyal and loves his country. He hates that it's in such upheaval, but he's resigned himself to this sham marriage and doing what he can to stabilize Iran. Then he does a 180 and wants to defect to the U.S.? A country he fundamentally mistrusts? Why? Rhetorical question. I know why but it made me lose a tiny bit of respect for him. To my mind, he could've been instrumental in the transition and possibly avoided bloodshed. It wouldn't have been historically accurate nor would it have provided an HEA, but it seemed out of character and disingenuous. I sometimes wish authors would take the road less traveled, be bold and break our hearts instead of playing it safe and giving an HEA that's forced.
It's probably just me. *shrugs*
So, a mixed bag. I enjoyed the Italians, the turtles and the historical references but the romance was superficial and disappointing. The epilogue I found unnecessary and meandering.
An ARC was provided by the publisher in exchange for an honest review.
Find out more on Goodreads or Dreamspinner Press.
Grady will be leaving for New York City in late August to study cinematography and has been warned to keep his homosexual orientation tightly under wraps while on vacation. Repercussions in the predominantly Islamic region could be severe.
On their first night in Karachi, his father hosts a cocktail party to meet the local dignitaries. Grady is introduced to His Highness Prince Kamran Izadi, nephew of the shah of Iran. Twenty-three-year-old Kamran has recently returned from the UK, where he spent eleven years, first as a student, and then as a financial analyst.
The attraction is immediate—unforeseen and dangerously powerful—but neither one dares to make a move. Odds are so stacked against them it's futile to even entertain a friendship, but they do, and their world tilts precariously.
With his country in turmoil and Grady about to leave for college, Kamran makes a decision that will change their lives forever.
Rushed
I'm conflicted about this book. I liked a lot about it, but if I'm being honest with myself what I liked most were the historical references rather than the romance. For the past few years I've become increasingly convinced that this time period between Iran and the U.S. was the genesis of the current contentious state in which we find ourselves, and therefore, fascinated by it. That it is the setting for Yesterday is what piqued my interest.
It can be very didactic with some information dumps.
Kam, nephew to the Shah, is living in Karachi just prior to his ousting in favor of Ayatollah Khomeini. He's a prince and has ties to the imams. Due in large part to his sexual orientation as well as his pernicious father he's spent very little time in Iran. He was sent to boarding school in England very young then proceeded to make every excuse to stay until family obligations brought him back, namely making a good marriage.
His time is running out when he meets Grady at a diplomatic dinner. Grady is 18 and reads 18. He's idealistic and earnest. Naturally, Grady is in love with Kam in the span of 2 days so instalove...
Instalove and I are strange bedfellows. Sometimes it works for me and sometimes I fear my eyeballs will get stuck like that. And sometimes I find myself with a book like Yesterday where I can believe an 18 yr old capable of falling instantly in love with a near stranger but I never truly felt it.
Maybe that's because it's all told from Grady's perspective and Kam seems so reserved. Maybe it's because the bulk of the book happens over the span of about a week and a half. Nevertheless, the fact remains I didn't invest in them. I was told too much and not shown enough. I need to see the relationship develop through the innocuous-caresses, stolen moments, softly spoken words and, yes, I want to roll around in the sappy nectar of the can't live without you kind of love. I also need for that to continuously be woven throughout the story and it wasn't.
I want to be made to believe it, to be taken on the ride and for words like the below to translate to the page.
"Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit."
The sex is medium hot with a winning buttsex deflowering. They spar pretty frequently, so there is passion. But I think the opportunity to show how possessive Kam can be was lost and that could've taken this book from 3 to 4 hearts. I also think these characters weren't fully developed; they're still two-dimensional to me. Maybe if things weren't so rushed and given time to breathe this book had the potential to be great, but it's just out of reach.
My only other quibble is sort of spoilerish so look away if you don't want to be spoiled.
As I previously mentioned Kam has ties to the imams. He's a devout Muslim who's loyal and loves his country. He hates that it's in such upheaval, but he's resigned himself to this sham marriage and doing what he can to stabilize Iran. Then he does a 180 and wants to defect to the U.S.? A country he fundamentally mistrusts? Why? Rhetorical question. I know why but it made me lose a tiny bit of respect for him. To my mind, he could've been instrumental in the transition and possibly avoided bloodshed. It wouldn't have been historically accurate nor would it have provided an HEA, but it seemed out of character and disingenuous. I sometimes wish authors would take the road less traveled, be bold and break our hearts instead of playing it safe and giving an HEA that's forced.
It's probably just me. *shrugs*
So, a mixed bag. I enjoyed the Italians, the turtles and the historical references but the romance was superficial and disappointing. The epilogue I found unnecessary and meandering.
An ARC was provided by the publisher in exchange for an honest review.
Find out more on Goodreads or Dreamspinner Press.
Blog Tour & Giveaway: Of Gods and Monsters: Hades by Wulf Francu Godgluck
Wulf Francu Godgluck is here to talk about his newest release, Of Gods and Monsters: Hades! Anyone else as excited about this release as I am? Wait no more, because it's here! Make sure you enter the giveaway for your chance to win an ebook copy.
Excerpt:
The meat-eater flexed his massive arms over his chest, making the flesh stand out, tattooed forearms riddled with angry muscles, cutting deep indents and protruding veins. Rex didn’t let his stare travel up nor down the dark hair flowing over the man’s hard stomach, to the patch sticking out over the white towel hanging too low around his beefy middle. And becoming looser as that bulge under the white grew. He snapped his gaze back to the beast’s chest, pinning his attention there. Rex swallowed, “I don’t have any other place to go.”
The goliath-monster-man stared at him. Rex had nothing—okay, he had some money, but how could the man stand and stare at Rex and be this cruel, this heartless?
“My eyes are up here, little boy!” the giant crowed, a deep barbarous sound making his chest rumble like an erupting super-volcano. “There’s going to be rules, till I decide where to put you up.” The colossus bounced forward and Rex couldn’t help stepping back, tripping over his own feet while he was at it.
“Careful.” Big hands caught him, and Rex wasn’t sure whether his heart was attempting to flop out of his chest because he had almost planted his face on the floor, or from the gentleness in the beast’s voice and hands holding him, or… he was so damn close to burnt caramel skin, radiating heat and warming his cheek. And he could smell him, hot and clean, dominated by sweaty musk.
Buy the book:
Amazon: http://goo.gl/W9fzMt
All Romance: https://goo.gl/mtnWW3
iStore: https://goo.gl/qysemF
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Meet the author:
They come to me in the night, creeping into my head. Their voices are all different, their stories all dissimilar, but they keep saying the same thing…
“Show us, tell us, bring us into your world, and make us known.”
Then I sit and they take over. They tell their tales of love, loss and sinister misfortune. Not all of them get a happy ending, but they are pleased when their part is written.
I sometimes find myself lost in my own mind; a world very similar to our own yet so different. Things don’t go bump in the night— they squeal and crawl under your skin, making you grind your teeth, and making your stomach turn over and putting your nerves on edge. Then there’s the drama. Oh, the drama!
Wulf Francú Godgluck hails from South Africa. His work is not for the faint-hearted! In his books you'll find... all the beasties with their nasty claws and teeth, and some you didn't even know existed.
But the monsters aren't all real. Some live inside us. Who knows what he will make you discover about yourself, lurking in your heart, behind the closed walls in the deep, black recesses where no light penetrates? Wulf will steal your heart and never give it back. More than likely, he'll pin it to the wall with a bobbypin and sit there sipping his tea while you writhe and squeal on the floor...
Where to find the author:
Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/TheWulfChronicles/?ref=hl
Twitter: @turboverse
Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7083639.Wulf_Francu_Godgluck
Publisher: Wulf Francu Godgluck
Cover Artist: Wulf Francu Godgluck
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Excerpt:
The meat-eater flexed his massive arms over his chest, making the flesh stand out, tattooed forearms riddled with angry muscles, cutting deep indents and protruding veins. Rex didn’t let his stare travel up nor down the dark hair flowing over the man’s hard stomach, to the patch sticking out over the white towel hanging too low around his beefy middle. And becoming looser as that bulge under the white grew. He snapped his gaze back to the beast’s chest, pinning his attention there. Rex swallowed, “I don’t have any other place to go.”
The goliath-monster-man stared at him. Rex had nothing—okay, he had some money, but how could the man stand and stare at Rex and be this cruel, this heartless?
“My eyes are up here, little boy!” the giant crowed, a deep barbarous sound making his chest rumble like an erupting super-volcano. “There’s going to be rules, till I decide where to put you up.” The colossus bounced forward and Rex couldn’t help stepping back, tripping over his own feet while he was at it.
“Careful.” Big hands caught him, and Rex wasn’t sure whether his heart was attempting to flop out of his chest because he had almost planted his face on the floor, or from the gentleness in the beast’s voice and hands holding him, or… he was so damn close to burnt caramel skin, radiating heat and warming his cheek. And he could smell him, hot and clean, dominated by sweaty musk.
Buy the book:
Amazon: http://goo.gl/W9fzMt
All Romance: https://goo.gl/mtnWW3
iStore: https://goo.gl/qysemF
Kobo: https://goo.gl/bKaV5v
Barnes and Noble: http://goo.gl/tnzQyb
Meet the author:
They come to me in the night, creeping into my head. Their voices are all different, their stories all dissimilar, but they keep saying the same thing…
“Show us, tell us, bring us into your world, and make us known.”
Then I sit and they take over. They tell their tales of love, loss and sinister misfortune. Not all of them get a happy ending, but they are pleased when their part is written.
I sometimes find myself lost in my own mind; a world very similar to our own yet so different. Things don’t go bump in the night— they squeal and crawl under your skin, making you grind your teeth, and making your stomach turn over and putting your nerves on edge. Then there’s the drama. Oh, the drama!
Wulf Francú Godgluck hails from South Africa. His work is not for the faint-hearted! In his books you'll find... all the beasties with their nasty claws and teeth, and some you didn't even know existed.
But the monsters aren't all real. Some live inside us. Who knows what he will make you discover about yourself, lurking in your heart, behind the closed walls in the deep, black recesses where no light penetrates? Wulf will steal your heart and never give it back. More than likely, he'll pin it to the wall with a bobbypin and sit there sipping his tea while you writhe and squeal on the floor...
Where to find the author:
Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/TheWulfChronicles/?ref=hl
Twitter: @turboverse
Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7083639.Wulf_Francu_Godgluck
Publisher: Wulf Francu Godgluck
Cover Artist: Wulf Francu Godgluck
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Tour
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Reviews,
Elisa - My Reviews
and Ramblings,
MM Good Book
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Fangirl Moments
and My Two Cents,
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Up Your Wild Side,
Unquietly Me, Book
Lovers 4Ever,
The Jena Wade, Boy
Meets Boy Reviews,
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the Twins: Talon ps & Princess so, 3
Chicks After Dark,
Lee Brazil, Love
Bytes,
Divine Magazine, My
Fiction Nook
A special thank you to Will at Pride Publishing for organizing this blog tour.
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