Book Spotlight including Excerpt, Teasers & Review – Kage Unleashed by Maris Black



coming October 25th


unnamedMy name is Jamie Atwood, and I am an idiot. Against all odds, I got the attention of Michael Kage, the hottest MMA fighter on the planet. To say he rocked my world would be an understatement. He transformed me completely, made me depend on him, and made me love him. And the sex? Let me put it this way: I’d never been with a guy before I met Kage, but I’d gladly spend the rest of my life on my knees for him. He is my obsession and my addiction. But I did something stupid, and now I’m paying for it. I don’t know if I’ll ever see Kage again.

Being Michael Kage was never easy. Too many demons, too much anger, and not enough to live for. And then I met Jamie Atwood. He’s got this innocence about him that speaks to something deep down inside me– in a place that’s never been touched by anyone. He’s beautiful, smart, and courageous, and he hasn’t been tainted by the darkness that’s ruled my life. I wanted him from the first second I laid eyes on him. It’s selfish, I know. Because you can’t bring an innocent thing into the darkness and not expect something to rub off.


The elevator doors slid open, and we stepped onto the empty car. Kage hung the drugstore bag on his left wrist, stuck his key card into the Penthouse slot, and stalked me into a corner as the doors closed behind us.

“What are you—”

“Shhh…” He put a hand over my mouth, silencing me. “God, you make me so fucking hard.”

He unzipped his pants and took out his cock right there in the elevator. I glanced down at it, my breathing getting shallow and fast at the sight of it, so thick and hard. Then he bent his head to kiss me and started stroking himself. Kissing and stroking, slow and steady, entraining my heartbeat to his hypnotic rhythm. All I could do was return his kisses, licking into his mouth with slow, wet glides of my tongue. All the while, he kept claiming my mouth and stroking his cock, keeping up that deliberate rhythm.

When the elevator doors opened on the Penthouse hallway, he palmed the back of my head with his free hand and maneuvered me out. The plastic bag hanging from his wrist rustled against the middle of my back as we moved through the doors and out into the hallway. He only paused to pull his keycard from the slot. I had a fleeting thought that it would be really awkward if Kage’s uncle had been standing outside his door or something, but the hall was clear and deathly quiet.

With only minimal interruption, Kage was able to work his keycard into the door and get us into the apartment, where he promptly dropped the bag and keycard to the floor. Then, still stroking himself, he pushed me down onto my knees.

I groaned and parted my lips, wetting them with my tongue, getting ready to take his cock in my mouth. God, I had missed that thing. Missed the taste of it, the feel of it, the scent of it.

“You want this cock in your mouth?” he asked, continuing to stroke in that same maddening rhythm.

I nodded.

“Say it.”

I swallowed, feeling vulnerable. “I want it. I want your cock in my mouth. Please…”


KAGE Unleashed (KAGE Trilogy, #2)KAGE Unleashed by Maris Black
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

whew…so i tore into this one because of the way we were left dangling with no hope from a cliff in book 1. and while this does end with a bit of a shocker, it’s not nearly as painful as the first ending. the writing is fantastic again – if you can pick this book up and put it down once you start, i’ll be surprised.

kage had me on a bit of a roller coaster in this one. i liked him, then i didn’t, then i liked him, then i didn’t. we get more pieces to the puzzle that is michael kage but still not enough to know his whole story. we are starting to see why he does some of the things he does. he has moments of irrefutable sweetness and vulnerability and moments of sheer, pure a$$hole (mostly as a protective measure). i really hope we see him stand up for himself in book 3 and i’m super anxious to see how that unfolds.

jamie finally starts to own what he discovered in book 1 – that he’s not as straight as he thought he was. he goes through quite a bit of emotional maturity in this book as he comes to terms with that. his addiction to kage makes him seem weak at times but i’m not sure he is…i think he just really is as enthralled by kage as we are and can’t let him go. he has moments of up and down, but not as severely as kage.

dr. tanner – kage’s therapist – appears to be a puppet in this show instead of actually looking out for kage’s best interests. i’m anxious to see what happens with her since she doesn’t seem to be helping him as much as doing what she’s told to manipulate him.

needless to say, we need book 3 stat and these boys better get their happy ending!!

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Other Books in the Series:

KAGE (KAGE Trilogy #1)



25282503My name is Jamie Atwood, and I’m an addict. I never thought I’d say such a thing. Never had a problem being overly-attached to anything in my life. I came from a perfectly middle-class family, made good grades, and had a hot cheerleader girlfriend… but the truth is, nothing ever really moved me. So how did a guy like me become an addict?

I met Michael Kage.

Kage is an MMA fighter. A famous one. I like to think I helped him get that way.

He’s charming as hell, with looks to rival any movie star and talent to back it up. So why did he need to hire me as an intern Publicist? Simple. He has a darkness in him– like a black hole so deep it could swallow him, and me, and everyone we know– and that’s not good for business.

The first time I met him, I felt the pull. I think the addiction began at that very moment. And even if I’d known then what I know now, I would have fallen for him. How could I not?

For me, Kage is everything.


KAGE (KAGE Trilogy, #1)KAGE by Maris Black
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

OH MY GOD! i don’t know where maris black came from but i will never let her out of my sight again. and my TBR list just got a little longer. the writing in this book is fantastic. sometimes i wanted to scream at her to hurry up while begging her to slow down.

let me start by saying that there is a major cliffhanger here. BUT, this book is worth every bit of impatient and agonizing frustration you will feel at the end of it.

it was a slow start. i almost put it down once. when michael and jamie meet, the sexual tension is BOILING HOT and i just wanted to scream at them to get on with it already. and HOLY SH!T when they do, you will not put this book down or blink, at all.

i still can’t completely tell you what’s going on with michael. i can guess…but i won’t. he is secretive and dark and sexy and completely irresistible. underneath his tough facade is a boy that wants to be loved.

jamie is sexy and naive and inexperienced and completely irresistible. he is slowing discovering himself and what he wants in life but i’m still not sure he’s strong enough to go after it and get it.

needless to say, i need book 2 RIGHT EFFING NOW!

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7222957My name is Maris Black (sort of), and I’m a Southern Girl through and through.

In college, I majored in English and discovered the joys of creative writing and literary interpretation. After honing my skills discovering hidden meanings authors probably never intended, I collected my near-worthless English degree and got a job at a newspaper making minimum wage. But I soon had to admit that small town reporting was not going to pay the bills, so I went back to school and joined the medical field. Logical progression, right? But no matter what I did, my school notebooks and journals would not stop filling up with fiction. I was constantly plotting, constantly jotting prose, constantly casting the people I met as characters in the secret novels in my head.

Yep. I can blame my creative mother for that one!

When I finally started writing fiction for a living, I surprised myself with my choice of genre. I’d always known I wanted to write romance, but the first story that popped out was about a couple of guys finding love during a threesome with a woman. Then I wrote about more guys, and more guys, and more guys. I was never a reader of gay fiction, and I’d never planned to write it. The only excuse I have for myself is: Hey, it’s just what comes out!

I adore the M/M genre, though, with all my heart. It feels sort of like coming home. I can’t quite explain it. I’ve always had openly gay and bisexual friends and relatives, the rights and acceptance of whom are very important to me, so it feels great to celebrate that. But there’s also something so pure and honest about the love between two men that appeals to me on a romantic level and inspires me to write.

Thank you, men. :-)

I currently live in Nashville, TN with my devoted husband (my biggest fan), my three eccentric children, and a hairless cat. Life is good.

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