Martha Boss's Reviews > American Prince

There are stories that you think you know from the beginning. Stories that are always predictable. Boy meets girl. They fall in love and live happily ever after.

This. Is. Not. That. Story.

I thought I was ready for my American Prince. I had it all planned out in my head. I met him when I read American Queen and fell in love. What I got from American Prince was so much heartbreak, pain, and SEX!! So much SEX!!! All the SEX!!!! Did I say SEX!!!!! Dirty SEX!!!!! Passionate SEX!!!!!!! HOT SEX!!!!!!!!! I NEED MORE SEX!!!!

Sierra Simone has consumed my heart for all eternity with on name. EMBRY!!!

Embry is rich and spoiled, yet dreamy and sad. Simone writes his character so that we fall in love with him, heart first. We bleed and beg for his touch and his words. She gives us his past and his present clashing together like two gladiators looking for victory. He lives hard and loves harder. No matter how he tries to convince himself, he is worthy of nothing in his life he is worth everything. Embry is the character we have been craving for in books since Shakespeare wrote Hamlet. He is a good man. He is a good leader. I see him becoming more than a prince.

I'm a M/M virgin. Sierra Simon has popped my cherry, and it felt so toe-curling good. When I started American Prince, I was ready for a beautiful M/M/F love story. I wasn't expecting to have my entire psyche gutted open like a fish. I honestly felt like a voyeur spying on a couple of lovers clawing at each other's hearts all in the name of love. I was so horny reading all the sex scenes with Embry and Ash; I had to take one (ok six) for the home team and flick the bean.

You aren't ready for this kind of lover affair. Hold on to your tits my friends. This ain't your grandma's kind of love story.