“I regret the wasted time and energy. I regret what you went through. I will forever doubt there’s more to life than a limp shuffling toward a grave with just a few bright spots in between…”
Matěj snorted at the last one. “That’s a neat way to sum it up,” he commented sarcastically, making Simon smile into his hair.
Simon breathed in and out, the warm scent coming from Matěj’s nape underlined by the crisp air around them. “But tonight, my beautiful boy, the light is so bright I might as well be blind.”
I am going to try very hard as I write this review not to completely fall apart. It has been a while since a book has impacted me quite as emotionally as this one has. And while the tears have fallen, behind them was such beautiful and heartfelt emotion for these characters. The writing is quite captivating and like with all of Roe’s books, quite unique. The structure of this one drew me in from the start and while it is the journey of 2 characters, it is the story of a group of friends as well. It is about finding Home, about finding YOUR family and about finding “happiness and peace of mind”.
This is not what I would call a traditional romance but it is a love story. As the title indicates, this is in fact “A Love Song”. For me music can be felt in your soul. It can impact you with no words at all. And like with this beautiful “Love Song”, not everything is said with words. To end one section of a book and simply turn a page, only to find yourself so emotionally impacted takes a talent that is hard to fully understand. This book does that. You will feel every emotion. Every act. Every touch. Every breath and every action. There are small gestures which read in the context of the book, mean everything. This is about darkness and light and the colors in between. This is about finding the person who helps you see though the darkness to find happiness and joy, love…to see light.
Matěj treated life like delicious food, just like he appreciated Simon’s books and hummed around a beer bottle. The boy knew how to enjoy things, how to marvel at things, how to savor impressions, how to feast on a pleasurable moment to its maximum capacity. It was a singular skill, wildly to be admired. When Simon found himself at the center of the man’s attention, those were easily the happiest minutes of his entire life. Everything in between lost color.
Let me not forget all the little things (which are actually quite big things)…the stick figures (yes, I just caught my breath and shed a tear); Tom Waits (who alone can conjure the right feelings and emotional tone of this story); dear Simon’s black and white apartment, and one of the most memorable and heartwarming trips to an ER I have read. Add to this a cover that alone captures so much emotion and relates brilliantly to the darkness that surrounds these characters.
I know I have not said what this book is about. Honestly I can’t put it into any words that will make sense. It is a Song that must be heard for yourself…because how can you describe music that touches your soul? You can’t.
*An ARC was received from the Author in exchange for an honest review.*
Matěj covered his eyes with his right hand. Most days, his head was a cargo container stuffed with ingenious ideas, and now…nothing. The Czech language had three hundred thousand words. Facing the love of his life, finally having the opportunity to talk to him again, Matěj could barely remember twenty, half of which were expletives.
Tenderness was rare. Now, when Simon gave into it…it was like opening the floodgates.
He felt Matěj tremble when his lips skimmed Matěj’s jaw, their uneven breaths mingling, Simon’s mouth brushed over the soft texture of Matěj’s eyebrows, tasted the wetness in the corners of his eyes. Matěj sat unmoving, but Simon could feel his pulse throb violently. As their tongues slid against each other, Simon felt a surge of victory hearing Matěj moan helplessly into his mouth.
Upon seeing the gentle movements of Matěj’s hand over his books, Simon took the few remaining steps forward. He put an arm around Matěj’s chest from behind, trapping his upper body, and bent down to bury his nose in the Matěj’s hair. He closed his eyes on an inhale and breathed out heavily against the warm smooth skin on Matěj’s neck. He breathed in. And out. He found himself in a dreamland.
I so want to be able to read this because I love Ella Frank and I adore these characters from their interactions with Logan and Tate. But good heavens...my tolerance for wet lady parts is just too low these days and I am fucking miserable.
Sweet story with very likable guys. The MMM also developed quite nicely but something just felt off off. This really had very little grit or angst at all and the timing of their day and actions in some scenes seemed out of whack. Not sure when these guys slept, honestly. And while the sex was good I occasionally had this look as I wondered how there was room left to do the described sexual act given the position of the other two.
Worth the read if you're looking for a no-angst MMM with 3 sweet guys.
“How did I survive without you?”
The truth was, that’s all either of us had done without each other—survived. Now, we lived.
First let me say that this is not a story for every reader, just like BDSM is not something every person understands or participates in. But what we can do as readers is be understanding, become more knowledgeable and push ourselves outside of our comfort zones at times and see that what may not be right for some is right for others. It is what makes us each unique. Nothing should be wrong that feels right.
Riley Hart as an author went there with Jared and Kieran’s journey. And after reading her note to her Readers at the beginning of this book, I gained even more respect for her as an author. She took on something so different from anything else she had ever written. She stepped outside of the normal MM Romance parameters or broke a few “romance rules”, as she states, and that takes such strength to do so.
“I followed my heart in this book. I stayed true to how the story came to me, no matter where it took me. Love is a universal emotion but there are no rules to it either. No matter how many people experience it, no one experiences it that same. As long as it’s consensual and between adults there’s no wrong way to love. This is their way.” – Riley Hart
What transpires within these pages is quite beautiful. It is a journey. It is discovery. And while some acts in this story are still so outside of my realm of understanding and comfort zone, Riley did so with a commitment to these characters and what they needed.
I am not about to spoil anything about this journey…it is one that should you choose to take on, do so with an open mind…with love and understanding. In the end, I think you too will fall in love with these amazing men and their story.
I do desperately want more in this series and hope that we eventually get more of Marco and as Dana suggested on FB, perhaps Charlie’s story as well.
"How did I survive without you?”
The truth was, that’s all either of us had done without each other—survived. Now, we lived.
Then Brandon exploded in David’s mouth, salty and creamy and bitter—the best thing he had ever tasted.
Seriously? The best thing EVER?
I love me some Ella Frank but after years of only reading about sex between men these wet lady parts are hard to go back to.
“You get through life trying to be invisible. You think no one’ll notice you don’ read or write too well if you just hide in th’ background. Disappear. You think if they don’ notice you, they won’t ever know. Well guess what?” He slid his hand up to my neck and ran his thumb over my jaw. I couldn’t breathe. “I see you, Clinton Davis. I see you.”
And see him he did.
NR Walker has once again created such a touching and beautifully developed couple in CJ and Noah and a story that is so unique and quintessential Walker. My goodness, she even brought the act of hugging to all new heights.
My eyes burned with tears and I had to suck back a breath. I could feel myself about to cry and I forced myself to stop. But then he slid his hand around my neck and pulled me against him. In that safe and warm place I’d only ever known with him.
A hug. A simple fucking hug. His warm arms, gentle and kind touch, that I could feel sewing up the gaping holes in my heart, in my soul.
It was just a hug, but it wasn’t. It was so much more.
It was human touch. It was kindness and understanding. It was reassuring and soul-mending.
I clung to him, like a fucking kid. Like if I let go, I’d fall apart. And he held me, just held me without question, without judgement.
This is by no means a sex filled book. But the acts of love and commitment are far from absent. This relationship is just beautiful and the compassionate nature of Noah and the way Walker explores the lives and perceptions of those on Davis Row are quite compelling. I'd be lying if I said I never had these same perceptions about someone. Terribly accurate honestly and just sad when you fail to see things from a completely different perspective. I mean...
Yes, I thought of this often. It took someone with the wisdom of Atticus to see the truth that was Clinton and that person was Noah. This story was so well developed and not rushed at all. I loved Noah's "rule" and how this only heightened the sexual tension between them. Phew.
And I absolutely loved the epilogue here. It was so them.
He was everything I never knew I needed. He was everything I wanted, longed for, dreamed of, and never thought I could have.
Definitely another of my favorites for 2017 and one I look forward to revisiting time and time again.
*An ARC was received from the author in exchange for an honest review