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Bone Island
A hot gay mystery set in Key West. Identical twin swimwear models Ross and Ryan Blake are inseparable until Ryan goes missing in Key West. Ross drives down from Miami to search for his brother. He finds hustlers, drag queens, pirates, drug barons, and a voodoo priestess who all knew Ryan. It's a crazy, fun town and if like Ross, you enjoy hot sex, you'll love BONE ISLAND.
164 pages, Paperback
First published July 8, 2011
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November 14, 2013
A Key West extravaganza filled with sex fun and sun. A great entertaining holiday read - recommended to all who love the island.
December 4, 2014
I am 1/3 finished. If my friends can give me reasons to keep reading please do so.
I am from South Florida so love to read stories set there. So far that is the best part of the story.
I feel no emotion for the MC, Ross. I just do not care about him. The supporting cast is also flat. There is lots of sex but no heat. Sad.
This is supposed to be a story of a man searching for his missing twin, Ryan. That is just an excuse for the author to have his MC coast from one sex partner to another without any desire being involved. Drugs and sex that is dull and with people I do not care about.
As to the missing twin... At a club in South Beach the MC ran into a man who mistook him for his twin. Ross did not question the man about his twin. It was only later he thought to look for the stranger. When the Ross failed in that task he hooked up with an older guy with many false parts. What should have been an entertaining scene either funny or patheic was neither. When in Key West, Bone Island, Rose tracked his twin to a another club. While there he asked not one question about his brother who had worked at the club. He had another hook up. And so goes the story.
The drug use is a turn off to me I admit. Going to two strangers' boat, accepting drugs from those strangers, agreeing to be filmed having sex and not remembering how he got home. No worries abut this. No emotion about it. Dangerous beyond words.
There are good parts so far. The descriptions of the places.
Ahead of me the turquoise Atlantic meets a clear blue sky, and on either side, white sand stretches as far as I cansee. I suffer from sunlight deprivation in Brooklyn, but here in South Beach everything is bright and open, and I feel alive. This is what I have been missing, space and color. Hello Miami. I am yours. I want to join your club. On Lincoln Road yesterday, I bought these orange board shorts, white Havalanas and Tom Ford sunglasses. This regulation hipster kit for the beach is all I need to survive.
There is some thought to the prejudices toward LGBT community.
Someone once said that if there are no words to describe certain feelings, then we should not try, but I shall try. There is seriousness and ugliness in the straight world. Straight men scare me. Their dominant culture restricts my actions, my thoughts and my feelings. In some countries they still criminalize me. They imprison me. But why would I want to escape from the refuge of Bone Island? Al is right with my world here. Is this how a straight man feels, in the other world, in his world, where he is God?
Sometimes on a gray depressing day in New York, when the weight of existence hangs over me, all my suppressed anger is relieved by the sight of a beautiful man. Then it is as if God is teasing me, saying, "Look, see what I have made especially for you, but you are not allowed to touch." Here I don't have these feelings, because her I am God.
No wait. This is not blasphemy. I am being symbolic. Of course I am not God. Should I have said I feel "like God?" Or like "a God?" "at one with MY God?" Because' as I can hear someone else say, "well he's certainly not at one with MY God, the little faggot!" I thought that it mifht be a mistake to try to describe something intangible. Whatever! Enough alrready!
And that is why I am so disappointed in this book, but wanting to hear from my GR and LM friends if it is worth continuing. These contemplative thoughts of the MC are good. They kept me reading for a third of the book. I just could not feel for any of the characters. Maybe I will try again after the holiday.
I am from South Florida so love to read stories set there. So far that is the best part of the story.
I feel no emotion for the MC, Ross. I just do not care about him. The supporting cast is also flat. There is lots of sex but no heat. Sad.
This is supposed to be a story of a man searching for his missing twin, Ryan. That is just an excuse for the author to have his MC coast from one sex partner to another without any desire being involved. Drugs and sex that is dull and with people I do not care about.
As to the missing twin... At a club in South Beach the MC ran into a man who mistook him for his twin. Ross did not question the man about his twin. It was only later he thought to look for the stranger. When the Ross failed in that task he hooked up with an older guy with many false parts. What should have been an entertaining scene either funny or patheic was neither. When in Key West, Bone Island, Rose tracked his twin to a another club. While there he asked not one question about his brother who had worked at the club. He had another hook up. And so goes the story.
The drug use is a turn off to me I admit. Going to two strangers' boat, accepting drugs from those strangers, agreeing to be filmed having sex and not remembering how he got home. No worries abut this. No emotion about it. Dangerous beyond words.
There are good parts so far. The descriptions of the places.
Ahead of me the turquoise Atlantic meets a clear blue sky, and on either side, white sand stretches as far as I cansee. I suffer from sunlight deprivation in Brooklyn, but here in South Beach everything is bright and open, and I feel alive. This is what I have been missing, space and color. Hello Miami. I am yours. I want to join your club. On Lincoln Road yesterday, I bought these orange board shorts, white Havalanas and Tom Ford sunglasses. This regulation hipster kit for the beach is all I need to survive.
There is some thought to the prejudices toward LGBT community.
Someone once said that if there are no words to describe certain feelings, then we should not try, but I shall try. There is seriousness and ugliness in the straight world. Straight men scare me. Their dominant culture restricts my actions, my thoughts and my feelings. In some countries they still criminalize me. They imprison me. But why would I want to escape from the refuge of Bone Island? Al is right with my world here. Is this how a straight man feels, in the other world, in his world, where he is God?
Sometimes on a gray depressing day in New York, when the weight of existence hangs over me, all my suppressed anger is relieved by the sight of a beautiful man. Then it is as if God is teasing me, saying, "Look, see what I have made especially for you, but you are not allowed to touch." Here I don't have these feelings, because her I am God.
No wait. This is not blasphemy. I am being symbolic. Of course I am not God. Should I have said I feel "like God?" Or like "a God?" "at one with MY God?" Because' as I can hear someone else say, "well he's certainly not at one with MY God, the little faggot!" I thought that it mifht be a mistake to try to describe something intangible. Whatever! Enough alrready!
And that is why I am so disappointed in this book, but wanting to hear from my GR and LM friends if it is worth continuing. These contemplative thoughts of the MC are good. They kept me reading for a third of the book. I just could not feel for any of the characters. Maybe I will try again after the holiday.
September 3, 2015
I'm not even sure how to classify the genre for this book. The POVs were all over the place. The storyline was weak. I can't even really say it was PWP, although there was a lot of porny type sex, it wasn't hot. At one point there might have even been a dig at het tourists who like to visit Key West. Maybe I was just being oversensitive. I would not recommend this. Not even for PWP.
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