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“Min had always felt that simplicity was the key to a successful plan, although it was a philosophy formed as much by laziness as anything” Love it!

'Of the man who wanted to test and twist him, but never touch him. Of both of these men, who had so effortlessly swallowed him into their existence, their partnership, and consumed him.'

'There were galaxies in those eyes. Entire oceans and worlds. It was like staring into the abyss—and the abyss stared right back, daring Stefan to jump. Daring him to find himself there.'

"I’m a square on the damn chessboard, just background to the actual fight. I want to be a pawn, Challoner. A pawn isn’t powerful, but they can be dangerous.”

"you learn how much space there is between the way you want to be seen, the way you feel inside, and the way other people see you. How divorced our sense of self often is from who we really are.".

"But the fact remains that when you are obsessed with intellectual street cred, dating a hooker seems a bit counterintuitive".

'...Sean’s voice was defensive, and Roger felt, once again, challenged, as if Sean were throwing a dozen Scrabble tiles at him and daring him to read the secret word....'

'...Sean looked up at him, eyes dark and aroused, and Roger felt the undeniable thud of blood where it ought not to be surging...'

'...Roger’s entire body had been an agonized knot of outrage since he’d crossed his living room and discovered the corpse where his tuxedo pillows were supposed to be...'
It was here that I decided to stop reading the sample and buy the book, fingers crossed.

The potent smell of sweat and sex filled my nostrils. His grunts and moans were music in my ears. And his face, his gorgeous face, glittering dark eyes, filled my vision. Then he kissed me and I had taste too.

This willing, necessary surrender to someone who would never hurt him.

Aiden shuddered. He was soaring, spread and naked in front of Keaton, at the man’s mercy.

He shrugged, and rubbed my back. “Sometimes shitty things happen to good people.”“Maybe we’re not good people.”“What,’cause you’re a negative and I’m het for you?”

I was risking my life for a man I had known for a month. And no other choice would have been right.

"This did not bode well. But I did it. Because I was a pleasant and obedient individual who adored a man cloned from Satan."

If I didn't have to read this because I promised a review I would read no further
"...I thought they made her look like a combination between prostitute and a teenager trying to pull of sexy but missing the mark and ending up slut..."
So wrong on so many levels. This protagonist is hard to like, and with thinking like this, I am at a loss as to how he can redeem himself.

Unable to resist I find I cannot pull myself away from this read:
<¡>Eames puts his hands on Arthur and knows the answer to the riddle he could never put a name to, through the empty ache of his cold boyhood, the space he tried to fill with prayer and couldn’t, the hole he lined with drawings of beautiful things he’d never touch."

'....There’s not even a word for what I’m feeling right now. Something between horny and spiteful and grateful and curious. Try finding that on a feelings chart....'

I feel like a lion thrown to the Christians (straight, female and atheist reading about gay men of faith). So their discussion on belief intrigues me:
'...“Sure. We’re asked to have faith. If it were easy, there wouldn’t be nonbelievers.”....'
Looking forward to reading more

'...But no, nothing was that simple with Ciaran. Secrets, and lies, and manipulation. He hated Ciaran. He pitied him. He still wanted him. The day wore on....'

Every sound of pleasure acted like balm to Harper’s broken heart. Every suck, every stroke, every caress healed him a little more.

New word:
Coruscated (sparkled) :)

"..."Each kiss a heart-quake,’” Xavier murmured against his lips, and Doran couldn’t have agreed more...."

I really didn't want this to end, but perhaps I can get back to my real life now, hahaha :D

I am so brilliantly tense... The thing about reading Alicia Cameron books is that I get so emotionally involved I forget put them down to do things like work, walk the dog, meet friends...

I have had a grin on my face since I started reading this. It zings...

Brilliant read, intense and satisfying and full of charm. I'm adding it to my favourites stash.