Tracy reviews ‘Mirror of Obsession’ by Harper Jewel. Published May 22nd 2015 by Excessica Publishing, 70 pages.
This book was provided free of charge for an honest review by the author. 😉
Why I read this book: The book sounded different, the cover is also very eye catching.
When fifteen-year-old Devin Hughes created his phantom lover to help him keep his sexual identity a secret, he never imagined that Brice would materialize in the flesh ten years later.
Convinced that the mind-blowing encounters he had with his hunky specter were nothing more than fevered hallucinations, Dev attempts to push Brice to the back of his mind and concentrate on his rising career as an advertising executive.
With the help of his newest client, Englishman Matthew Lyons, CEO of Lyons Security, Devin is able to forget Brice once and for all. Sparks fly between Dev and Matt, and they speed full-throttle into a relationship.
During a month-long separation, Devin struggles with uncertainty and reverts to his “hurt them before they hurt you” attitude, forcing him to get a grip and make things right or lose Matt altogether.
When an obsessed Brice finds out about Devin’s new relationship, his rage reaches an all-time high. The two men have ruined all his plans, and he will stop at nothing to reach his goal: harvesting Devin’s soul.
Will Devin, with Matthew’s help, find a way to banish Brice forever, or will they both succumb to the satanic powers of a maniacal demon?
College Sophomore Winter Break
“What the hell is this, Devin? Why was that boy kissing you? Dammit, son, I expect an answer! What is going on here?” Kenneth Hughes demanded.
With his eyes cast downward, Dev felt his current boyfriend release him and whisper, “Sorry my departure wasn’t soon enough, babe. I think I better get the hell out. Looks like you’ve got some explaining to do, and I’m pretty sure my presence here will only make it worse.”
He heard the front door behind him close as his parents stood frozen in place just inside the entrance, his father’s face tight with rage and his mother’s crumpling in astonishment. Thankfully, they hadn’t come home any earlier, or they would have caught him and Steven naked and making out on the couch in the living room. Why they were home now was a mystery. He hadn’t expected them till dinnertime.
“I’m waiting for answers, Devin Hughes! You’ve got to the c-count of three to explain yourself, or s-so help me God, I don’t care how old you are, I-I’m still capable of t-tanning your hide,” Kenneth sputtered.
Unable to come up with a remotely plausible excuse for what they’d walked in on, Dev realized the cat was out of the bag. Time to confess and come out of the closet.
“What I was doing, Father, was kissing my boyfriend, Steven, goodbye. Even though I’ve tried, I found I don’t like dating females. I’m gay. I prefer guys over girls.”
The June Cleaver imitation his mother, Barbara, silently performed as tears streamed down her face and she wrung the handles of her purse between her clenched fists was classic. Even her outdated hairstyle resembled that of the 1960s TV character. And his father stood, with arms crossed over his chest, lips smashed together tightly as he played the part of Ward Cleaver to academy award winning perfection.
“You’re gay? Impossible! No son of mine could possibly be a fag! Your older brother isn’t gay. He’s married to a lovely gal.”
“Okay, I’m not gay, Dad. Pretend you never saw what you did. If you don’t mind, I’ll just head to my room. I’ll be returning to the dorm tomorrow.” Devin knew it was useless, his parents would never understand, nor would they ever stop shoving his brother’s world-class achievements— at least they considered them world class —down his throat on a continual basis.
As he turned to head to his bedroom, the ruthless, close-fisted punch that snapped his head back took him by complete surprise. His mother’s shrill scream pierced his eardrums as she tried to calm her husband down.
“I’m your fantasy. I know everything that pleases you,” crooned Brice as his hand continued to pump Dev’s cock with firm, sure strokes.
Unable to fight his misgivings any longer, Devin relaxed, letting the apparition coaxing his length to life have his wicked way. The meaty palm caressing his staff stopped after a few minutes. Dev’s throbbing hard-on stood at attention from his groin as a set of moist lips latched onto his, forcing his eyes to open at the same time Brice straddled his hips. Two pools of liquid obsidian met his own baby blues, and he couldn’t help but shift his hips, begging for more.
“I’m going to ride your magnificent cock, Dev. Watch me as I do it.”
Devin focused on his lover as the man leaned slightly forward, pulled his ass cheeks apart, and lowered his body. Tight, tingling warmth surrounded his cock while his gaze flickered and refocused onto Bri’s steely erection bobbing before him, the domed purple head leaking profusely. Reaching out, Dev’s hands gripped the sides of the muscular waist riding his hips and grunted in animalistic satisfaction.
“Ready for me to move, Dev?”
“Hell yes. Do it.”
“As you wish.” As if in slow motion, Brice began to rock forward and back, riding the dick nestled in his ass. “So fucking perfect. I knew your cock would hurt so good, Dev. I just knew it.”
“Uh huh… don’t stop.”
“I have no intentions of stopping. Not until you’ve emptied everything you’ve got deep inside me.”
Brice’s words were so stimulating, Devin felt himself begin to burn from the inside out. When Bri picked up the pace of his swaying movements, a new sensation bombarded him. The walls of his fantasy lover’s rear passage began to undulate in pulsating waves as if it were some sort of penis masturbator. Wave after wave of a sensuous rhythm set in, dragging him closer and closer to blast off.
When Brice dipped down to tease Devin’s nipple with a swirling tongue, he felt a hand slide under his left ass cheek, squeezing through the gap created by the rocking motion. Suddenly, a finger began to slither inside Dev’s back entrance just before a tiny probe that felt more like a barb stabbed him right in the prostate. Setting off a tumultuous chain reaction, it began with his shout of release followed by jackhammer twitches of his cock, as burst after burst of his stringy load shot from his vibrating rod. A black hole of ecstasy opened its maw and swallowed Devin whole, while his entire body quaked with abandon.
“Oh, holy fuck, Bri!”
“Take my dick in your hands, Devin. Stroke me off while you empty yourself in my ass. I want my cum to coat your sinful body,” commanded Brice.
Doing as instructed, Dev grasped Brice’s impressively hard length with shaky hands, squeezing and stroking the vein-covered stalk, using the clear molten fluid leaking from the slit to make the carnal massage smoother and easier.
“That’s it. Grip me harder, squeeze me like a vise.”
10/10 Pots of Gold
When I started reading this book I didn’t quiet know what to expect, the blurb is very intriguing, making the book sound interesting to me and something I wanted to read. I have not read anything by this author before this book. The writing style itself is very easy to read, flowing perfectly, the storyline is a good mix of contemporary and paranormal, making it very different. A good different as it worked beautifully.
Harper Jewel lives in northeast New Jersey with her husband and 17-year-old daughter. She has three cats, enjoys reading, and taking trips to Walt Disney World. With her outgoing personality and vivid imagination, she is able to create characters and plots that are believable as well as memorable.
An avid reader of paranormal and erotic romances, she has always dreamed of becoming an author. The stories all began when she was in grade school and earned her writing honors throughout her school years. Now, she’s finally bringing them to life for others to read.
While working on her writing career, she’s put her college education and background in English and Language Arts to work as an editor, and she’s expanded her skills to include formatting for Smashwords Premium Catalog, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Amazon, & All Romance Ebooks.
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