A savior lies in the heart of every good man, but sometimes only love can awaken the man inside the savior.
The world’s had it out for San Francisco firefighter Mace Crawford from the moment he was born. Rescued from a horrific home life and dragged through an uncaring foster system, he’s dedicated his life to saving people, including the men he calls his brothers. As second-in-command of their knitted-together clan, Mace guides his younger siblings, helps out at 415 Ink, the family tattoo shop, and most of all, makes sure the brothers don’t discover his darkest secrets. It’s a lonely life with one big problem—he’s sworn off love, and Rob Claussen, one of 415 Ink’s tattoo artists, has gotten under his skin in the worst way possible.
Mace’s world is too tight, too controlled to let Rob into his life, much less his heart, but the brash Filipino inker is there every time Mace turns around. He can’t let Rob in without shaking the foundations of the life he’s built, but when an evil from his past resurfaces, Mace is forced to choose between protecting his lies and saving the man he’s too scared to love.
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Cat gives this one 5 Meows with a 3 Purr heat index...
Savior takes up where we were left with a peek at Mace and Rob in Rebel, though this book does stand on its own just fine. There is just enough backstory on all the brothers and how they get together and Mace and Rob are trying to stay apart in the beginning. It's just so hot and when they do get together wow!
Excerpt...
MASON COULDN’T remember the last time he’d eaten, but that was normal. Money was tight, so food was scarce—something his ten-year-old mind accepted without question. That was a lesson he’d learned a long time ago. He’d also learned to be thankful for the shelter he’d been given. Complaining only strained his father’s already-frazzled nerves, and Mason still clearly remembered how deeply the cold had gotten into him when he’d been taken up to the rooftop and left there overnight, something he’d driven his father to do because he hadn’t been grateful for what he had.
His ribs and hips ached with the memory of the frost and the bitter wind he’d been unable to hide from that night. When the sun got too high in the sky, Mason had wondered if he’d been forgotten and would have to suffer another night in the frigid winter weather, but the heavy steel door had cracked open and his father’s gruff voice ordered him to hurry up and get inside.
It’d been too hard to walk. His limbs were unresponsive, but Mason knew that if he didn’t move, the door would close and that imagined night would become real. He crawled past his father’s legs, and his knees caught on his heavy work boots, but he made it inside before the door closed.
His life was made up of closed doors, hunger, and now an impenetrable silent darkness.
This time the hunger was different. This time it came with a thirst Mason couldn’t shake and a fear that pressed in on him with a fierce, monstrous will. He couldn’t hear anything or see anything in the close confines of the closet his father had shoved him into.
“Stay there,” his father ordered. “Don’t make any fucking noise until I let you out. Do you understand?”
Mason barely had time to nod before the door closed and he heard it lock—a small, inconsequential click that shut his world down and left him in a three-by-three space with nothing but his own breathing to keep him company. He did everything he normally did to pass the time when left to himself, and then he slept… anything to avoid the dead silence.
His hunger grew, but the silence never broke.
It was impossible to tell what day it was or even how long he’d been behind the closet door. Even when he accidentally kicked one of the walls when his cramped leg spasmed uncontrollably, his father didn’t respond.
No matter what, his father always came and pounded on the door if he made a noise. Sometimes he even opened the door to teach Mason to be quiet.
But this time his father didn’t come.
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Cat gives this one 5 Meows with a 3 Purr heat index...
Savior takes up where we were left with a peek at Mace and Rob in Rebel, though this book does stand on its own just fine. There is just enough backstory on all the brothers and how they get together and Mace and Rob are trying to stay apart in the beginning. It's just so hot and when they do get together wow!
Mace is one of five brothers that are brothers by love from hard knocks in the system. Bear has taken them all under his wing and raised them with the Help of Mace and the others. It's amazing how these guys get along but it's not always easy. It seems so realistic. Mace's story is a little dark and angsty but Rhys Ford makes it easy to swallow and still Mace is such a lovable man even though his past was not perfect.
Rob is a colorful character. His parents have come around though it wasn't easy for him and there is still tension. Again, Rhys Ford makes a realist character that though his coming out wasn't easy it is realistic and not fairy tale perfect. He comes from a more wealthy family and now lives in China town with his best friend Lilith another colorful character and works at 415 Ink barely getting by. Bear has a strict no fraternization policy for the owners of the shop and its workers so when Mace and rob do get together its dicey.
The storyline is fabulous, the heat just right and the tension perfect.
We get more from all the characters from Rebel so though you don't have to read it to enjoy this book it's awesome too so do it! I can't wait for the other Brother's stories and especially Ivo. Is it spring 2019 yet! I can't wait that long!
Excerpt...
MASON COULDN’T remember the last time he’d eaten, but that was normal. Money was tight, so food was scarce—something his ten-year-old mind accepted without question. That was a lesson he’d learned a long time ago. He’d also learned to be thankful for the shelter he’d been given. Complaining only strained his father’s already-frazzled nerves, and Mason still clearly remembered how deeply the cold had gotten into him when he’d been taken up to the rooftop and left there overnight, something he’d driven his father to do because he hadn’t been grateful for what he had.
His ribs and hips ached with the memory of the frost and the bitter wind he’d been unable to hide from that night. When the sun got too high in the sky, Mason had wondered if he’d been forgotten and would have to suffer another night in the frigid winter weather, but the heavy steel door had cracked open and his father’s gruff voice ordered him to hurry up and get inside.
It’d been too hard to walk. His limbs were unresponsive, but Mason knew that if he didn’t move, the door would close and that imagined night would become real. He crawled past his father’s legs, and his knees caught on his heavy work boots, but he made it inside before the door closed.
His life was made up of closed doors, hunger, and now an impenetrable silent darkness.
This time the hunger was different. This time it came with a thirst Mason couldn’t shake and a fear that pressed in on him with a fierce, monstrous will. He couldn’t hear anything or see anything in the close confines of the closet his father had shoved him into.
“Stay there,” his father ordered. “Don’t make any fucking noise until I let you out. Do you understand?”
Mason barely had time to nod before the door closed and he heard it lock—a small, inconsequential click that shut his world down and left him in a three-by-three space with nothing but his own breathing to keep him company. He did everything he normally did to pass the time when left to himself, and then he slept… anything to avoid the dead silence.
His hunger grew, but the silence never broke.
It was impossible to tell what day it was or even how long he’d been behind the closet door. Even when he accidentally kicked one of the walls when his cramped leg spasmed uncontrollably, his father didn’t respond.
No matter what, his father always came and pounded on the door if he made a noise. Sometimes he even opened the door to teach Mason to be quiet.
But this time his father didn’t come.
Rhys Ford is an award-winning author with several long-running LGBT+ mystery, thriller, paranormal, and urban fantasy series and was a 2016 LAMBDA finalist with her novel, Murder and Mayhem. She is published by Dreamspinner Press and DSP Publications.
She’s also quite skeptical about bios without a dash of something personal and really, who doesn’t mention their cats, dog and cars in a bio? She shares the house with Yoshi, a grumpy tuxedo cat and Tam, a diabetic black pygmy panther, as well as a ginger cairn terrorist named Gus. Rhys is also enslaved to the upkeep a 1979 Pontiac Firebird and enjoys murdering make-believe people.
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