Title: Unbreakable Stories: Rowe (Unbreakable Bonds #3.5)
Author: Jocelynn Drake, Rinda Elliott
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: June 20th 2017
Genre(s): M/M Contemporary Romance
Page Count: 64 pages
Reviewed by: Belen
Heat Level: 4 flames out of 5
Rating: 4.5 stars out of 5
Unbreakable Stories: Rowe is a collection of short stories following the romantic adventures and misadventures of former Army Rangers turned security experts Rowe Ward and Noah Keegan following the events of Torch, book 3 of the Unbreakable Bonds series.
This collection is more than 30,000 words long and contain stories such as:
Piece of Pie
And many more…
Sweet, sexy, thoughtful, funny, and downright lovely…these stories all tug on the heartstrings and just made me happy Rowe opened up and loved Noah.
What I loved most, is that woven throughout each story is the memory, or love, of Mel. She was a big part of the series for me, and a character I loved. I was really happy when Rowe was able to get out of the dark place he was living in and open his eyes to all the possibilities with Noah, but I really like that Mel was not forgotten.
Piece of Pie
The Day after Thanksgiving Noah takes Rowe to meet his sister-in-law, Gretchen, as they visit Mel’s graveside.
“Mel would approve?”
Rowe looked down to see tears sparkling in Gretchen’s light brown eyes. “Damn it, Rowe. You made her so happy, and I love you for that. I know she’d want you to be happy. If Noah makes you feel that way, then hold him tight and be happy. That’s all she’d want for you, honey.”
Noah dipped his face forward, nuzzling Rowe’s hair. “Would she have liked me?”
“Mel would have fucking loved you,” Rowe said without hesitation.
It’s coming up on Christmas and Noah is worried about how Rowe will take it, being the first without Mel. Sweet and sexy as hell (Reindeer games never seemed so fun)!
“You want to make this our thing.”
Rowe nodded. “Yeah, like you and the mistletoe.”
Noah stepped up to Rowe until their chests bumped. He gently brushed his lips across Rowe’s, drawing him into a slow, gentle kiss that stole his breath away. “Thank you,” he whispered, his mouth still pressed against Rowe’s. “Thank you for doing this for us.”
“Thank you for making me so damn happy.”
Noah gave him one more quick kiss and stepped back. “Anytime.”
When Rowe accompanies Noah back to Alabama to see and sell his Grandmother’s house it stirs up a lot of memories for Noah. Though he loved his grandmother, and she him, he was never able to really be himself with her because of being gay, and it’s left a bit of hurt behind. This was sweet, getting to see Rowe handle some of Noah’s guilt.
“She loved you. She might not have known all the wonderful things about you, but she loved you,” Rowe whispered. “And I know you—all of you—and I love you. I’m sitting here, breathing, happy, and ready to live because of you.”
The weight on his chest lifted a bit and he smiled. “I love you too.” He really would be lost without this man.
Shifting out from Rowe’s grip, he shoved to his feet. With a hand extended to Rowe, he grinned. “Let’s go sign some papers with the realtor, then we’ll get some real southern cookin’ before I take you back to the hotel and fuck you through the mattress.”
“God, babe,” Rowe growled, putting his hand in Noah’s and letting the other man help him to his feet. “You say the best things with that filthy mouth.”
A team building exercise involving paintball and a determined ex-Army Ranger…let the games begin!
“What kind of bet were you thinking?”
“A bet that involves toys.”
Rowe swallowed back a groan. He loved all of Noah’s ideas when they came to toys—in and out of the bedroom. Unfortunately, he wasn’t sure which one Noah was talking about at that moment. “Is this bet going to require me to have yet another meeting with our HR department about what is and isn’t a work-appropriate conversation?”
Screw the Dragon
When a prank gets under Andrei’s skin, Noah gets sweaty on the mats…which gets Rowe sweaty too. Sexy!
And Noah. Fuck, he always smelled so good. It was like his own personal scent had been created just to lure Rowe to him at all times.
“I love you,” he murmured into skin, tightening his arms around this man he couldn’t live without. “I love you so goddamn much.”
The Color in Noah’s World
When Noah’s away from home on assignment for a few days, he and Rowe get creative with some super steamy phone sex.
“I love your body. Every damn thing about it down to the last mole. Love the way you smell, the way you sleep plastered against me until you get hot and move away…only to come back as soon as you cool off. And your taste? God, Rowe, there is nothing better on this Earth. I love tasting the outside of your body but you know what?”
“What?” he whispered.
“I really love the inside. You like when I slide my tongue into your ass, Rowe?”
His man didn’t blend into any background, no. He stood out, bright and loud. Lusty and affectionate. And loving as hell. He was the color in Noah’s world.
There Goes the Security Deposit
A weekend away with everyone but Ian has pranks, laughter, fun, feels, and some midnight skinny dipping.
With each passing day, Rowe seemed a little more relaxed, a little more willing to laugh, and a little more playful, as if he were pulling his soul out from the shadow of his wife’s death to embrace living again. Mel was still an intricate part of their lives, but her memory more frequently brought smiles than tears.
Everything that he’d gone through—his loss of Mel, his realization that he had also been in love with his best friend, it had made him…different. He was quicker to get that mushy softness in his chest. Quicker to realize that he had something special with these men.
Rowe wanted to make him happy, wanted it with every fiber of his being. He knew that he would never be entirely over the death of his wife, but he also knew there was plenty of room in his heart for this man. He’d loved Noah for years but hadn’t been ready to admit it to himself. That hesitance had hurt Noah so badly. He’d spend his life trying to make up for that, even though Noah never said a word about it. There were emotional layers to this man that touched Rowe constantly. He made him see the world in new ways.
“I love you, Noah.”