Saturday, 27 January 2018



Power Play 

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I was my own worst enemy. For as much as I depended on order and a structured life to easier manage my bipolar disorder, fire was irresistible and indisputably my favorite toy to play with. On the ice, it turned me into a hotheaded hockey player. In the bedroom, my attitude was my last defense, a front I wanted to see tumbling down. But lately, all I got was burned.

Love sucked. Correction: it sucked when you were in love with your parents’ closest friend and he didn’t feel the same. I admitted my feelings for Madigan Monroe over a year ago, and I was still waiting for a response. Now my balance was gone. My anxiety was all over the place, my fits of rage had just earned me a suspension from the team, I questioned myself at every turn, and being home for two weeks was gonna make it impossible to avoid Madigan.

I used to be his Abel, his sweetheart, his trouble. It’d been the two of us against the world since I was a kid. I’d even discovered we had kink in common! On paper, I was seemingly perfect for him. Maybe that was why his nonverbal rejection hurt so much. Or maybe it was because, recently, he seemed hell-bent on us “being friends” again.

Whatever. I was a loser, and I couldn’t resist him for crap.


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Power Play

Power Play by Cara Dee
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

“I wasted two years believing my feelings for you were wrong—until you and your bravery knocked sense into me.”

Whooah, I didn't see it coming!

If there's anything to blame, blame Nutella. How could a six year old boy say no to Nutella, from his Daddy's best friend? Not a chance. I know Mad sounds like a pervert pedo at the time, but no.

No worries, he didn't 'interested in Abel' 'that way', not until at least after Abel nineteen.

But Abel knew he wanted to marry his Mad when he's twelve.

This is a BDSM daddy kink at his best, if you're not into this kind of book, consider this as a warning.
Mad is a type of Daddy Dom, he likes his Little obey him, and he wanted Abel.
Problem is, Abel is also his late best friend's son, that he knew since Abel was six year old boy.
One night Abel's 19th birthday party, his restraining came to loose, and even Abel was his whole world and he love Abel beyond reason, he need to stay away from Abel.
Which left Abel heart broken and felt abandoned.
Abel found his comfort with his best friend, Gray. Best friend and a bed fellow, that is.
But they'd never 'more', besides, they're both bottom, and not interested in romantic relationship.
But of course, love will fond the way, and at some point, they're reconnected again, and Abel is full aware for what kind of life he'll be going through with Mad by his side.
Life is about choices, and Abel chose Mad with all his 'preferences'. And he's never been happier.

I couldn't speak. My throat had closed up. All I could do was nod jerkily and press myself harder to his body.
He was warm and all comfort and protection.
This was my home.

Where's Gray left then?
This is the part that for some people (also me), would cringe, because there's a kink in a kink.
Mad and Abel never playing half hearted when it comes to their kink -> (view spoiler)

“I don’t think I can go back to pretending even if I tried. I’ll be your personal stalker until it hits me that this isn’t a dream.”

This is definitely NOT my drug of choice of books I read usually, but I found that I cannot put this book down, and glued to it until I finished it.

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