I adore your books. I do. They’re clever, sexy and well written and I must have them. Really it’s your fault that my ebook spending is rabidly out of control, leaving me to live on carrots and mince. But what is more important, feeding my soul or my stomach?
I started out with your Heaven Sent series. It’s a bit of a story really (prepare to be wowed). I had never bought ebooks before. I was intensely paranoid that the eBook sites I had found were in fact covers for Nigerian scammers who would steal my credit card number and not provide the PDF’d dirty thrills I was craving on the other side of the world (or transfer the $1 mil in the holding account of an unknown but recently departed Uncle). I live in NZ, we’re a cautious bunch if you forget about the bungy jumping and mountain climbing. So, after several weeks of mooning around Loose Id, salivating over the covers, checking out the odd review and reading sticky pen (cause that was free) I brought Heaven. It was before I had my iPhone, so I read it on my clunky laptop and liked it so much. I was hooked, I bought all the boy band lusciousness I could get. The instant gratification of find, purchase and have, provided a satisfaction that my boys desire for cooked food didn’t. I spent several months with a chronic obsession with Gackt. merow. AND discovering the meaning of fan service. (incidentally, the boy is glad I’ve moved on from trying to make him listen to J Rock).
I think what I liked the most is the author voice thing you have going on. Your men are men and they’re occasionally grubby, but they’re pretty sweet and romantic too. I liked that in your menage’s that there is boys getting it on with boys and then girls join in too. It’s always astonished me that this isn’t a more natural thing for authors of meange fiction. I mean, its all natural when a free floating wang drops into any available hand and the fun continues. How can you not get a little turned on. Sillyness.
I like your descriptive powers too. Although, perhaps rhapsodizing over one of your characters ass is a little odd on my part. I promised to try and be a little more circumspect in my reviews in future. O-o Since I’ve brought it up, though, Davey’s butt is a sublime piece of writing.
So, keep on writing. Faster if that’s all good with you. Ta.
Love and smooches and be sure to check out the next fan letter at Smexy Books.