Optical Illusion (Paint #1)
AUTHOR’S BLURB: Smile, wiggle, lie, apologise, and run for the hills.
That’s the formula Chris has used all his life, but this time, he has something he’s never had to lose before, a family that cares. The problem is, his new brother’s very edible friend isn’t fooled by his act. If his secrets are revealed, they won’t want him and he has nowhere else to go.
Thanks to a suicide bomber, ex-military police sergeant Jase Rosewood is back in the English countryside. His plans for quiet recuperation are ruined by the effervescent, go-go dancing twink who has everyone wrapped around his little finger. Luckily for the gullible Matt, Jase can smell a liar a mile away, and Chris Bacon, if that’s even his name, stinks to high heaven. Assigned ‘Chris-sitting’ duty while Matt’s on honeymoon, Jase has a week to discover what is hidden beneath the bright camouflage. It’s a job, just like any other, so why does it feel so different?
Unfortunately, Jase isn’t the only one drawn to the boy who can’t stay still, but instead of wanting to reveal his true colours; they want to dull them forever.
Contains issues of physical abuse, but not between the central couple.
MY REVIEW: This book was provided by the author via IndiGo Marketing & Design in exchange for an honest review.
I can see this being difficult for some people to read. Not because of subject matter, but because of the way the author has written Chris so well. Especially his ADHD and his defensiveness. Having my own experience with those, though, I was able to push through rather like Jase and go, “oh no, Mr. You don’t get away that easily.” And it was completely worth it. HE was completely worth it, as was Jase. Oh, Jase! What a quiet love! Well, in some ways. He’s just so yum!
Blank Canvas (Paint #2)
AUTHOR’S BLURB: Chris Bacon is dead. Long live Chrisander Baccioni?
Unable to walk or talk coherently after a hit and run attack, Chris finds himself on the other side of the world with Jase firmly in babysitting mode. Pity and betrayal, even if it was for ‘his own good’ wasn’t something Chris tolerated from anyone, least of all from an ex-lover who was hanging around only out of a misguided sense of duty.
The barely breathing battered boy was all Kathleen had to wipe away her daughter’s shame and continue the Baccioni dynasty. Despite Chrisander’s unfortunate childhood, her grandson was young enough to mould into a god-fearing family man. Surely only an idiot would reject a life of respect and luxury with a beautiful, intelligent woman by his side, for a grubby little flat and a dirt poor, ex-army sergeant.