Tuesday, March 22, 2016

review || BEYOND THE CAGE { release blitz } by Alana Sapphire

Alana Sapphire | March 22, 2016 | Sport Romance



MMA champ, Cameron ‘K.O.’ Jackson, is the embodiment of every woman’s dream man. He’s smart, tall, dark, and handsome, with a bad boy twist. The only problem is, this Prince Charming doesn’t talk. That’s right. He acknowledges he can, he just…doesn’t.

The night I met him, his beauty turned my brain to mush. Then, he kissed me, and my world tilted on its axis. He was a distraction, something I didn’t need being twenty-two years old and pre-med. Besides, I had no business even thinking about a violent MMA fighter, so I walked away with no intention of seeing him again. Apparently, he had other plans.

He tracked me down, and I brushed all my objections aside, diving head first into a relationship because he intrigued me. As I get to know him, I learn he’s not the psychotic killer I thought he was, but the more I’m with him, it seems the less I know. He’s a conundrum – scary fighter and gentle giant; public figure, private man. Mystery surrounds him and no one is more curious than I am. Well, you know the saying – ‘curiosity killed the cat’. Cameron’s world is dangerous, and I’m about to learn firsthand. When it breaks down my door, will he be able to save me?

{ about alana sapphire } .

Music and writing are my two great loves. I always thought I'd be doing one or the other. Alas, I cannot sing or play an instrument so I'm relegated to listening to music (and eating copious amounts of chocolate) while I write. Hoping you'll enjoy my characters as much as I do!

{ excerpt } .

I watch him move across the room, my mouth gaping. Shit. Using the back of my hand, I check the corners of my lips for drool. Okay, I’m good. His body is simply…divine. My eyes rove over his protruding pectorals and down to the perfectly formed ridges of his abs. The desire to run my tongue in the grooves of his V-line boils inside me. He turns away, and I watch the muscles play in his back as he moves. Lying on my stomach, I place my palms on either side of my face and observe him. Every movement is like a touch to my most sensitive parts; that’s how strong his effect on me is. How can putting on deodorant be sexy? I don’t know, but the way he does it…

Our eyes meet and he gives me that knowing smile of his.

“I think I’m obsessed with your body.”

The smile turns into a smirk and he sticks his finger into the towel, letting it fall to the floor.

Fuck. Me. The perfection continues. He’s not aroused at all but still totally impressive. My breath catches and my pussy twitches. As he moves, his dick swings between his powerful thighs. Yeah, I have to check for drool again.

{ review } .

This was an enjoyable story -- although it was just as frustrating as it was enjoyable.

Cameron doesn't talk. Ever. But when he starts to have text conversations with Jasmine, you start to ache to 'hear' his voice (at least I did). No one knows what has stopped him from talking: PTSD from the Corps? Going to Japan? What was it that took his voice from him?
Whatever it was, he's turned into an amazing fighter.

I really did not like him at the beginning. I could not fathom being in Jasmine's shoes, having this big, broody man come on to you... all without talking. Creepy much? But she makes it work.

And even if she wasn't going to, he shows her just how badly he wants to get to know her.

On that front, I loved his tenacity. I liked how he fought for Jasmine, but I also like how Jasmine learned to simply accept him and what he was willing to give her and the world. They honestly didn't have many problems on the conversational front, something I found to be amazing.

And I will say, his first words? While it takes a long, looonnnggg time for them to come, were so worth the wait. Would I have liked more than one sided conversations with answers via nods and lifted brows? Definitely, especially because sometimes his answers didn't seem as cut and dry as Jasmine was able to pull from the gestures, but it all kind of evened out in the end.

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