My review for Held Hostage by Morticia Knight #MMromance #review

Hey Followers!!

I had the pleasure to receive this book for review and I can’t wait to tell you what a great book that was! It’s already available on Totally Bound and will be available on Amazon and others on July 7th. Now let’s get started!

 

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Blurb

SWAT officer, Cole, can handle just about anything, until he rescues Brett—a man who makes him question all he’s ever believed about love.

As a member of the Las Vegas Police Department’s SWAT team, Cole has seen his fair share of danger, but he’s never taken a chance on love. He’s willing to have some fun when the mood strikes him, but he’s married to the job. Called in on a hostage situation, Cole is prepared for anything and everything…except for the brave and beautiful Brett.

Brett has been burned before, most recently by Officer Parker McLean. He’s hoping to settle down in Vegas, perhaps find someone he can build a life with. The last thing Brett’s looking for is another man in uniform. But when he meets Cole, there’s an attraction that can’t be denied. Still, he hadn’t expected to fall for the chiseled alpha.

What begins as nothing more than two people experiencing a great night together spirals into something far deeper. But will Brett be able to handle the stress that comes with having a lover who constantly puts his life in jeopardy? And can Cole risk his heart on an everyday hero, or will the job he knows so well remain his top priority?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of mild BDSM.

Publisher’s Note: This book is best read as part of a series but can be read as a standalone

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My Review

I so freaking loved it!
I’m so lucky to have received this book for review. Thanks Morticia!

Wow…What can I say? Two MCs. Cole, member of a SWAT team, the kind of guy who doesn’t usually make love but fuck for release. He has fuck buddies. No relationships. And Brett? Brett is the relationship kind of guy but fears for his heart. It has been broken once and he doesn’t want to have it shattered again.
Will they find the strength in them to let go of their principles and dare put their heart at stake?
You’ll discover it when you read it!!

Another great addition to the Sin City series!! Well done Morticia!
Enjoy! ❤

Here is a small excerpt that I particularly loved.

« Being emotionally open to another person meant giving away a part of himself. What if that person took the piece he gave away then hurt him with it? Brett did it with Parker and look where it got him. Yet, he’d still been willing to do it again with Cole if Cole had said he was interested in trying. Brett might not believe he was as strong as Cole, but he was completely wrong. Brett was much stronger than he’d ever be. »

Now go buy it, people, and enjoy your read!!

 

Alex  xxx

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New excerpt for A New Dream! Release Day on Wednesday!

Hi there!

I’m just passing by to tease you once more…

Only two days before the release of A New Dream!!

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The blurb, for those who don’t know it yet!

After his wife Suzanne passed away in a car accident, David slowly retreated into depression. Three years later, he decides to leave France for Boston for a complete life makeover. He hangs up his lawyer three-piece suit to become a bar manager. On the plane, he meets James, co-owner of the bar.

James is a former Marine, a very gay one – tattooed, muscled, and yummy. The problem is, David would like to explore the feelings he has for his boss, but… James doesn’t do feelings. At all. Like, never.

Well, never say never…

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To celebrate…and tease you, I admit it…here is an excerpt. It’s one of my favorite scenes in the book. Enjoy!

David was now standing bare-naked before the bed, his manhood rising slowly as he observed the man lying down. He reached out for the long and delicate, white ostrich feather as he sat down on the bed in the crook between James’ arm and his chest. He lifted the feather and passed it over James’ upper body, from his shoulder to his navel and back to his nipples, painting him with invisible decorations. James’ respiration became erratic and he arched his back, as David traced arabesques with the diaphanous item. He skimmed James’ square face, strong but elegant and…unguarded. He trailed it along a cheekbone, his jaw, down his neck and continued to a collarbone…David traced the contours of James’ body. He was trying to learn his geography, the slightest mount, the faintest vale, each canal and canyon. He wanted his fingers to remember the gorgeous body of his lover, so he could recall it in his sleep.

The Feather helped him to achieve his goal. She was giving him the ability to embed the moment in his mind. He moved down to his torso, then his stomach…Oh mon Dieu, those muscles… He was never one to notice hunks or overly muscled women on the beach or on the street. James wasn’t exceedingly muscular, but more in extreme good shape.

The Feather hesitated and finally followed the treasure trail of thin reddish-blond hair on James’ firm stomach. David could see James’ jaw twitching rhythmically, as his fists clenched and unclenched on the now crumpled sheets. The Feather had taken the power from David. From now on, she would decide by herself which path to take. She lifted the bedclothes to uncover his cut manliness. It was standing to attention proudly, in a bush of frizzy dark red-blond hair, slicked with precum and begging to be touched, to be relieved. In a graceful movement, David cast the bed linen aside and revealed the entire nudity of his lover, the cold air provoking goose bumps on James’ hot body. David got out of breath at the mere sight and he took the time to observe in silent awe.

The Feather resumed her path, testing James’ patience. She brushed the length of his cock, increasing its throbbing ever more as it tried to catch the attention of the Temptress. She went down his full balls, as tense as the rest of his body. For a moment she thought about increasing her sensual torture and carry down his legs but she decided to let the boys play. Landing elegantly next to James’ body, she watched them for a moment. She observed how David leaned over to catch James’ impatient lips. She saw how James managed, with great self-control, to keep his arms stretched out. She gazed on as David caught James’ fist in his right hand, slowly forcing him to open it, finger by finger. She noticed how his soft lips covered James’ congested face. It was hard for him, the Feather could see, to restrain himself, to give his man all this power over himself. He looked like he was about to drown in desire. When would David finally decide to cover his lover’s greedy body? As he eventually did, the Feather turned her attention to the blanket and fell gracefully off the bed. Doing so, she was granting them all the privacy they needed. The last peek she took was as David lied down on top of James and decided to use his hands and mouth to discover his lover’s body. The feral look on David’s face made the Feather shudder. She closed her consciousness to the events that followed, returning forever to her previous state of inanimate object.

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Ready for more? Buy your copy on Amazon on Wednesday!!

Talk to you soon!

Alex xxx

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Blurb, Cover Reveal and Excerpt of A New Dream! Coming soon!

Hey my lovelies!

Sorry, I haven’t been there much lately. I’m trying to finish the translation of A New Dream on time. Hopefully, it will be ready for release in early July!

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First, the cover!

It’s been made by the fantastic Jay Aheer. You can visit her website here. I can’t thank her enough for her amazing job! ♥ ♥ ♥ Unnouveaurêve-CustomDesign-JayAheer2015-ENGLISH-Large-3Drender

Isn’t it gorgeous?

Yes, I do love David and James ! Oh…maybe you don’t follow me on Facebook and you haven’t been introduced to my MCs so far? Then, let me tell you what the story is about…

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Blurb

After his wife Suzanne passed away in a car accident, David slowly retreated into depression. Three years later, he decides to leave France for Boston for a complete life makeover. He hangs up his lawyer three-piece suit to become a bar manager. On the plane, he meets James, co-owner of the bar.

James is a former Marine, a very gay one – tattooed, muscled, and yummy. The problem is, David would like to explore the feelings he has for his boss, but… James doesn’t do feelings. At all. Like, never.

Well, never say never…

Do you want to know more about them? Let me find you a little excerpt! 😉

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Excerpt

     David was now standing bare-naked before the bed, his manhood rising slowly as he observed the man lying down. He reached out for the long and delicate, white ostrich feather as he sat down on the bed in the crook between James’ arm and his chest. He lifted the feather and passed it over James’ upper body, from his shoulder to his navel and back to his nipples, painting him with invisible decorations. James’ respiration became erratic and he arched his back, as David traced arabesques with the diaphanous item. He skimmed James’ square face, strong but elegant and…unguarded. He trailed it along a cheekbone, his jaw, down his neck and continued to a collarbone…David traced the contours of James’ body. He was trying to learn his geography, the slightest mount, the faintest vale, each canal and canyon. He wanted his fingers to remember the gorgeous body of his lover, so he could recall it in his sleep.

The Feather helped him to achieve his goal. She was giving him the ability to embed the moment in his mind. He moved down to his torso, then his stomach…”Oh mon Dieu, those muscles…” He was never one to notice hunks or overly muscled women on the beach or on the street. James wasn’t exceedingly muscular, but more in extreme good shape.

The Feather hesitated and finally followed the treasure trail of thin reddish-blond hair on James’ firm stomach. David could see James’ jaw twitching rhythmically, as his fists clenched and unclenched on the now crumpled sheets. The Feather had taken the power from David. From now on, she would decide by herself which path to take. She lifted the bedclothes to uncover his cut manliness. It was standing to attention proudly, in a bush of frizzy dark red-blond hair, slicked with precum and begging to be touched, to be relieved. In a graceful movement, David cast the bed linen aside and revealed the entire nudity of his lover, the cold air provoking goose bumps on James’ hot body. David got out of breath at the mere sight and he took the time to observe in silent awe.

The Feather resumed her path, testing James’ patience. She brushed the length of his cock, increasing its throbbing ever more as it tried to catch the attention of the Temptress. She went down his full balls, as tense as the rest of his body. For a moment she thought about increasing her sensual torture and carry down his legs but she decided to let the boys play. Landing elegantly next to James’ body, she watched them for a moment. She observed how David leaned over to catch James’ impatient lips. She saw how James managed with great self-control to keep his arms at his sides. She gazed on as David caught James’ fist in his right hand, slowly forcing him to open it, finger by finger. She noticed how his soft lips covered James’ congested face. It was hard for him, the Feather could see, to restrain himself, to give his man all this power over himself. He looked like he was about to drown in desire. When would David finally decide to cover his lover’s greedy body? As he eventually did, the Feather turned her attention to the blanket and fell gracefully off the bed. Doing so, she was granting them all the privacy they needed. The last peek she took was as David lied down on top of James and decided to use his hands and mouth to taste his lover’s body. The feral look on David’s face made the Feather shudder. She closed her consciousness to the events that followed, returning forever to her previous state of inanimate object.

 

Did you like it? Feel free to comment! ♥ ♥ ♥

Now, I need to say that none of this could have been done without the help of my amazing editor Petra Howard. Writing in English when your native language is French is not an easy thing to do and I had plenty of doubts. I still have… Anyway, Petra knows how to push me, how to keep me motivated and how to make everything smoother for me. She has helped me with past tenses and the place of words in sentences and so many other things…

She has not checked this post before so if there are any mistakes, they are all mine!! lol Sorry! 😉

Thanks to all of you, my English-speaking friends. Your astounding support has made my dream come true. Let’s hope there will be plenty others!

Love you

♥♥♂♂ Stay shiny ♂♂♥♥

 

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Happy Re-release Day to Sage Marlowe for Fantasy For Sales #mmromance #LGBT

For my English-speaking followers 😀

Thanks for stopping by 😉 I’m happy to announce the re-release of Fantasy For Sale by Sage Marlowe, one of my favorite authors! ❤

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If you don’t know him yet, please check his website by clicking on his logo on the sidebar. Get the chance to know him better and read his awesome books. If we’re friends, you probably know that, first, I’m a huge fan of his writing, and secondly, that I have translated Sub-mission in French for him. If not, then now you know! 😉 Hey, isn’t this cover gorgeous?! I love the look on his face and the wicked smile….*purrs*

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Here is the blurb of Fantasy for Sale

What’s the price of reality when a fantasy is for sale?

Cam is young, sinfully sexy and willing to play without limits, a combination which makes him a fantasy turned to flesh for men and women alike—and he’s for sale.

Nate is curious when it comes to carnal delights but hasn’t found the right man to explore his desires with.

When a friend buys Nate a few hours of pleasure with Cam, it’s not much of a surprise that Nate ends up intrigued. He keeps coming back for more and the attraction between them appears to be mutual but while Nate finds himself falling for the sexy hooker, Cam makes no secret of the fact that for him, sex is just a job.

Determined to win him over, Nathan tries to show him that sex is about more than physical satisfaction but Cam’s walls seem impenetrable until a dramatic event forces him to reveal some of his secrets and Nate begins to understand that Cam pays more than just the price for the reality behind the fantasy.

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And as you’re very lucky guys, you’ve got to have a glimpse of the story with an excerpt  ♥

 « Good morning, sweetie-pie! » Cynthia stood in the doorway with a beaming smile, glowing cheeks and the hint of a stubble rash on her chin.

I clutched my coffee mug. « Seems someone got lucky last night, » I grumbled and took a sip. It tasted burnt.

« You wouldn’t believe! » She grinned and approached me, obviously intent on hugging me, so I leaned away from her. I frowned and pointedly sniffed the air around her.

« I really hope you’re not going to touch me before you’ve had a very thorough shower and got rid of that eau de fuck you’ve still got on you. »

Cynthia shot me a wink and flashed a quick smile. « Oh come on, don’t be such a prude. No need to be Mr Grumpy-Pants just because you spent last night alone. »

« I’m not grumpy, » I told her grumpily. « I just don’t fancy having your fingers on me after they were sod-knows-where last night. » I drained my mug and added, « And I’m not prudish. »

« Oooh. » Cynthia rolled her eyes, mocking me openly now. « I can assure you, my fingers were only in the best places. All places on the most gorgeous male body this house has ever seen, to be precise. » Still grinning, she raised her hands and waggled her fingers. I stared at her and raised my eyebrows in fake annoyance.

She laughed. « Don’t give me that look, Nate. You know I’m just saying that because you’re beyond competition, darling. But seriously, you should see the guy. Yum-my. Believe me. Perfectly edible. And that’s just his body. »

« Lovely. Sounds like he really got under your skin. »

Cynthia poured a cup of coffee for herself and casually leaned her bony hip against the kitchen counter. « Well, I guess he did. Quite literally. » She batted her eyelids and peeked into her cup. A naughty smile curved her lips. « Several times, in fact. »

Sighing, I combed my hair back with my fingers. It had been such a pure, quiet morning—so far. « Go on then, tell me. » I got a refill then cocked my head, ready to listen to what was doubtlessly going to be a lengthy and detailed description of last night. Cynthia could be shockingly open when it came to sharing her sex life with me, something I liked to think I’d long since got used to.

And still I squirmed when she said, « Four times. He knows how to handle that beautiful body of his. »

Trying to hide my envy, I glared at her. « He made you come four times in one night? And you’ve only just met this guy? »

Cynthia shook her head, chuckling. « No. He came four times. I lost count after the seventh. »

I just barely managed to stop myself from spluttering into my coffee—or maybe spitting it across the room. « Seems he really knows what he’s doing. »

« Yeah, but then again, you’d expect him to, wouldn’t you? » Cynthia took a sip from her cup and met my eyes in wordless challenge.

Soft-hearted fool that I was, I took the bait. « Why’s that? »

« Ah well…he’s a professional, after all. »

« You bonked the hooker? Shit, Cyn, I thought you’d only booked the guy to go to that opening with you. »

She giggled and I was fairly certain I detected a slightly hysterical note in it. Uh-oh, woman on hormonal overload. I raised my eyebrows and Cynthia had the decency to look at least a little sheepish, probably remembering my response to her idea of hiring an escort as her companion for the occasion.

« Well, that was the plan. » She sighed and, cradling the mug in her hand, ran her fingertip along its rim as she continued talking. « But when he turned up, he was just so…charming. He got it all right, you know. He was polite. He knew exactly how to behave and he was so attentive. Made sure I always got a fresh drink before I even realised I’d finished, talked to people without trying to steal my fire, that sort of thing. Seriously, he was just a perfect gentleman. »

« Until he tried to get into your knickers, » I said, letting sarcasm bleed into my voice. It wasn’t like Cyn at all to let herself be lulled into fascination by a smooth talker—a professional, at that.

« He didn’t, in fact, » Cyn admitted. « I asked him to stay. »

Well, great. « And he did, of course? »

She nodded, not quite meeting my eyes.

I groaned. « Oh come on, you’ve got to be kidding me. You paid him to go to bed with you? »

Cynthia was a gorgeous, bright and successful woman who could take her pick among the men queuing up. She was the kind of girl that every man would be proud to be taken home by. She definitely didn’t need to spend money to get laid—or have someone fetch her a drink.

She shrugged. « That’s the way it works in his line of business. »

« Did he tell you that? »

« Yes, sure. Aw, don’t look at me like that, Nate. There’s nothing wrong with it. Honestly, it made me feel downright good to know that he considered it a job. » She tilted her head to the side and looked at me thoughtfully. « You know what it’s like to take someone home on the first night, Nate, don’t you? Especially when it’s supposed to be only that one night. It always makes me feel so self-conscious and on edge. I have to make sure not to tell him too much or say anything that would make him get the wrong impression, that kind of thing. If I make it too easy for him, he’ll think I’m a slut, if I’m too eager, he’s scared I’ll want to tie him down. » She bit her lip and let out a sad little chuckle.

« And it’s bloody difficult to change your mind when you’re a woman, too. I’m not saying I do that a lot, but sometimes I just realise the guy and I don’t…fit the way I thought we would. Most guys are not too happy with that, so if it happens, I have to be really careful not to piss him off and make him think he could get it if only he tried a bit harder. Besides, an awful lot of guys think a one night stand is just so they get what they want and they expect a girl to deliver and not all of them take the time to return the favour, you know. »

« Wow. It’s that good to have sex with a guy, huh? »

She rolled her eyes. « Last night, I didn’t have to worry about any of that. He was so easy about everything and focused on doing what I liked. I knew he’d do what I’d ask him to do. And boy, he did. » This time I did the eye rolling thing.

« It made me feel safe with him, you know? » she continued. « Knowing he’d make it good for me without any strings attached. He wouldn’t even have stayed the night if I hadn’t asked him to. »

I tried to understand. I really did. I could get the trouble with the dating part, but— »Doesn’t it bother you that he did what he did only because you paid him for it? »

Cynthia gave a shrug. « No. That’s the point. I could enjoy all his attentions without having to return any of it and didn’t have to feel bad about that. »

For another excerpt and if you want to learn how Nate meet Cam, then you’ll have to go on Mikky’s World of Books! 😉

You can find the book on Amazon and on All Romance Ebooks. Sorry guys, I’ve got to go buy it! Have fun ❤ *clicks furiously on the link* 😀

♥♂♂Alex ♂♂ ♥xxx

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