Mélanie
Added to listExtra spicywith 3 books.
⭐️ 4.75/5 | 🌶️ 5/5
This may be one of the most unhinged books I have ever experienced. I lost count of the moments where I stopped and wondered, what on earth am I reading? — the answer being: far too many times to admit. Nothing on my shelves compares to Lincoln’s story; it stands entirely in its own category. To set expectations, the book is pure erotica, so the hint of a plot is more like a silhouette you have to search for. I realize that approach won’t appeal to everyone, particularly readers hoping for a traditional romance. I knew from the outset that sentiment and hearts would not be the driving force, and I was completely comfortable with that.
Riley’s Basement drops us directly into Lincoln’s perspective. He is sexually starved, worn down by the fact that his girlfriend avoids intimacy and simply doesn’t want to sleep with him at all. Seeking release, he turns to people close to him — yes, plural — and that is where the descent begins. What follows is a whirlwind of self-discovery, exhibitionism, and sharing, delivered through an endless parade of explicit encounters. Every time I believed the book had reached peak outrageousness, another scene pushed the boundary even further. It was sex layered over more sex, constant and excessive, almost chaotic — and strangely mesmerizing. It could have felt monotonous, yet I remained hypnotized from the first page to the last, eager to see how far the author would take it.
What I missed most was additional background for the cast. I would have liked the characters to feel more dimensional — to learn about their routines, their histories, and to receive richer physical descriptions so my mental image of them could sharpen.
Even though the book contains no real love story, I still sense that one character represents Lincoln’s ultimate destination. I won’t reveal which, but the moments between them gave me chills, and I secretly hope Alex Pendragon will someday gift us a full novel centered on those two.
I had an absolute blast with this daring, intensely erotic read, written with impressive skill. It convinced me to dive straight into another Alex Pendragon title — this time a romance — because I’m genuinely curious to discover his voice when emotions are involved.
⭐️ 4.75/5 | 🌶️ 5/5
This may be one of the most unhinged books I have ever experienced. I lost count of the moments where I stopped and wondered, what on earth am I reading? — the answer being: far too many times to admit. Nothing on my shelves compares to Lincoln’s story; it stands entirely in its own category. To set expectations, the book is pure erotica, so the hint of a plot is more like a silhouette you have to search for. I realize that approach won’t appeal to everyone, particularly readers hoping for a traditional romance. I knew from the outset that sentiment and hearts would not be the driving force, and I was completely comfortable with that.
Riley’s Basement drops us directly into Lincoln’s perspective. He is sexually starved, worn down by the fact that his girlfriend avoids intimacy and simply doesn’t want to sleep with him at all. Seeking release, he turns to people close to him — yes, plural — and that is where the descent begins. What follows is a whirlwind of self-discovery, exhibitionism, and sharing, delivered through an endless parade of explicit encounters. Every time I believed the book had reached peak outrageousness, another scene pushed the boundary even further. It was sex layered over more sex, constant and excessive, almost chaotic — and strangely mesmerizing. It could have felt monotonous, yet I remained hypnotized from the first page to the last, eager to see how far the author would take it.
What I missed most was additional background for the cast. I would have liked the characters to feel more dimensional — to learn about their routines, their histories, and to receive richer physical descriptions so my mental image of them could sharpen.
Even though the book contains no real love story, I still sense that one character represents Lincoln’s ultimate destination. I won’t reveal which, but the moments between them gave me chills, and I secretly hope Alex Pendragon will someday gift us a full novel centered on those two.
I had an absolute blast with this daring, intensely erotic read, written with impressive skill. It convinced me to dive straight into another Alex Pendragon title — this time a romance — because I’m genuinely curious to discover his voice when emotions are involved.
Added to listHoly shit! What did I just read?with 1 book.
Added to listLiving rent free in my head with 1 book.
⭐️ 4.75/5 | 🌶️ 5/5
This may be one of the most unhinged books I have ever experienced. I lost count of the moments where I stopped and wondered, what on earth am I reading? — the answer being: far too many times to admit. Nothing on my shelves compares to Lincoln’s story; it stands entirely in its own category. To set expectations, the book is pure erotica, so the hint of a plot is more like a silhouette you have to search for. I realize that approach won’t appeal to everyone, particularly readers hoping for a traditional romance. I knew from the outset that sentiment and hearts would not be the driving force, and I was completely comfortable with that.
Riley’s Basement drops us directly into Lincoln’s perspective. He is sexually starved, worn down by the fact that his girlfriend avoids intimacy and simply doesn’t want to sleep with him at all. Seeking release, he turns to people close to him — yes, plural — and that is where the descent begins. What follows is a whirlwind of self-discovery, exhibitionism, and sharing, delivered through an endless parade of explicit encounters. Every time I believed the book had reached peak outrageousness, another scene pushed the boundary even further. It was sex layered over more sex, constant and excessive, almost chaotic — and strangely mesmerizing. It could have felt monotonous, yet I remained hypnotized from the first page to the last, eager to see how far the author would take it.
What I missed most was additional background for the cast. I would have liked the secondary characters to feel more dimensional — to learn about their routines, their histories, and to receive richer physical descriptions so my mental image of them could sharpen.
Even though the book contains no real love story, I still sense that one character represents Lincoln’s ultimate destination. I won’t reveal which, but the moments between them gave me chills, and I secretly hope Alex Pendragon will someday gift us a full novel centered on those two.
I had an absolute blast with this daring, intensely erotic read, written with impressive skill. It convinced me to dive straight into another Alex Pendragon title — this time a romance — because I’m genuinely curious to discover his voice when emotions are involved.
⭐️ 4.75/5 | 🌶️ 5/5
This may be one of the most unhinged books I have ever experienced. I lost count of the moments where I stopped and wondered, what on earth am I reading? — the answer being: far too many times to admit. Nothing on my shelves compares to Lincoln’s story; it stands entirely in its own category. To set expectations, the book is pure erotica, so the hint of a plot is more like a silhouette you have to search for. I realize that approach won’t appeal to everyone, particularly readers hoping for a traditional romance. I knew from the outset that sentiment and hearts would not be the driving force, and I was completely comfortable with that.
Riley’s Basement drops us directly into Lincoln’s perspective. He is sexually starved, worn down by the fact that his girlfriend avoids intimacy and simply doesn’t want to sleep with him at all. Seeking release, he turns to people close to him — yes, plural — and that is where the descent begins. What follows is a whirlwind of self-discovery, exhibitionism, and sharing, delivered through an endless parade of explicit encounters. Every time I believed the book had reached peak outrageousness, another scene pushed the boundary even further. It was sex layered over more sex, constant and excessive, almost chaotic — and strangely mesmerizing. It could have felt monotonous, yet I remained hypnotized from the first page to the last, eager to see how far the author would take it.
What I missed most was additional background for the cast. I would have liked the secondary characters to feel more dimensional — to learn about their routines, their histories, and to receive richer physical descriptions so my mental image of them could sharpen.
Even though the book contains no real love story, I still sense that one character represents Lincoln’s ultimate destination. I won’t reveal which, but the moments between them gave me chills, and I secretly hope Alex Pendragon will someday gift us a full novel centered on those two.
I had an absolute blast with this daring, intensely erotic read, written with impressive skill. It convinced me to dive straight into another Alex Pendragon title — this time a romance — because I’m genuinely curious to discover his voice when emotions are involved.
⭐️ 4.75/5 | 🌶️ 3/5
Off Script completely caught me off guard. After the very first chapter, I was fully hooked. It’s genuinely impressive that this is Vera Ivy Gray’s debut — I didn’t expect this level of depth or emotional intensity. Jacob and Liam’s story is raw, angsty in all the right ways, and gloriously messy.
This is a double awakening between two co-stars filming a queer TV series, who quickly realize that pretending their chemistry — and the sexual tension crackling between them — is nearly impossible. Add to that the fact that they’re both married, one already a father of two and the other about to become one, and you get the perfect storm of longing, yearning, and heartbreak. From start to finish, it was utterly addictive.
I loved the contrast between them: Jacob, controlled and emotionally guarded, versus Liam, driven by feeling and instinct. Their connection felt inevitable from the moment they met. This was very much a slow burn, but one that rewarded every bit of patience — once they stopped resisting, their pull toward each other was undeniable. There are a few intimate moments that will stay with me for a long time, especially the hotel room scene in Stockton.
Seeing them finally reach their HEA was a relief, even though they left some wreckage behind along the way. I truly appreciated how grounded and realistic the story felt. Vera Ivy Gray didn’t shy away from showing the less flattering sides of both Jacob and Liam, and that honesty made them feel even more real and human to me.
⭐️ 4.75/5 | 🌶️ 3/5
Off Script completely caught me off guard. After the very first chapter, I was fully hooked. It’s genuinely impressive that this is Vera Ivy Gray’s debut — I didn’t expect this level of depth or emotional intensity. Jacob and Liam’s story is raw, angsty in all the right ways, and gloriously messy.
This is a double awakening between two co-stars filming a queer TV series, who quickly realize that pretending their chemistry — and the sexual tension crackling between them — is nearly impossible. Add to that the fact that they’re both married, one already a father of two and the other about to become one, and you get the perfect storm of longing, yearning, and heartbreak. From start to finish, it was utterly addictive.
I loved the contrast between them: Jacob, controlled and emotionally guarded, versus Liam, driven by feeling and instinct. Their connection felt inevitable from the moment they met. This was very much a slow burn, but one that rewarded every bit of patience — once they stopped resisting, their pull toward each other was undeniable. There are a few intimate moments that will stay with me for a long time, especially the hotel room scene in Stockton.
Seeing them finally reach their HEA was a relief, even though they left some wreckage behind along the way. I truly appreciated how grounded and realistic the story felt. Vera Ivy Gray didn’t shy away from showing the less flattering sides of both Jacob and Liam, and that honesty made them feel even more real and human to me.