Blog Tour Stop including Excerpt – American Prince by Sierra Simone


American Prince, the highly-anticipated follow up to American Queen by Sierra Simone is available now!!


American Prince by Sierra Simone
Publication Date: March 7th, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance

I’ve been many things.

I’ve been a son and a stepbrother. An Army captain and a Vice President.

But only with Him am I a prince. His little prince.

Only with Maxen and Greer does my world make sense, only between them can I find peace from the demons that haunt me. But men like me aren’t made to be happy. We don’t deserve it. And I should have known a love as sharp as ours could cut both ways.

My name is Embry Moore and I serve at the pleasure of the President of the United States…for now.

This is the story of an American Prince.


In an instant, he was on me, straddling my thighs, one hand yanking my head back so I had to look up into his face. “Don’t play games with me,” Ash warned in a low voice. “Not tonight. Not after what you did. You don’t even want to know the things I’m thinking about right now.”

I could barely breathe. Pain sang out from my shoulder and hunger sang out from my thickening cock. I was at the mercy of a monster—in the hands of an angry god, as they say—and I’d never felt more alive. It was like kissing his boot, like that first moment I’d been shot at in the trees—the whole world came to life, the forest thrumming and the leaves rustling and my blood and heart all part of this incredible symphony of magic and music that was playing all the time, if only I had the ears to listen. Being with Ash was like my battle high, the fragility of life so apparent, the thrill of surviving it so exhilarating. Surviving him.

“Take it,” I said, my fantasies from all those years ago coming back and making me stir underneath him.

“What?” he asked quietly.

“Take what you’re owed. Take what you deserve for saving my life.”

His lips parted, his eyes hooded, and he pulled my head back even more, exposing my throat. “And what exactly do you owe me?” he asked. “What exactly do I deserve?”

I met his eyes, which were almost black in the dark. “Whatever you want.”

“What I want will have you flat on the ground with tears in your eyes. You think you want to give that to me?”

“No.” I swallowed. “I want you to take it from me.”

He went still.

“Let me thank you,” I begged. “Let me make you feel better. Use me. Use me how you need.”

“Oh, that’s what you want, is it?” he breathed. He leaned in, his thighs on my throbbing erection, and I felt his own, an iron bulge pressing into my stomach. It was massive. He’d tear me apart with it. “You won’t let me have you any other time, not with kisses or love letters, but when you’re bleeding and I’m furious, that’s when you’ll open yourself to me? That’s when I get to have this?”

How could I make him understand? That it had to be like this? That I had to be conquered, not wooed?


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YM‘s review
5 of 5 Stars

Warning! I am not going to talk about characters and storyline, blah, blah, blah. Great characters, continues storyline from American Queen…………might have some mm action, triangle/triad. whatever!!

On to the good stuff…….THIS BOOK!! This book! This book was full of lyrical poetry! It is to be sipped and savored! SIPPED AND SAVORED!! You have been warned!!  Honestly, I went back and forth between guzzling and sipping.
I was ruined for loving anyone else, and call it fate, or bad luck or genetic compatibility or psychological trauma-whatever it was, I was bound to them like rust to metal, a collision of particles and fires that changed us all irrevocably.

I loved everything about this book. I loved how it flowed, and sang to me. I loved how it moved me outside of my comfort zone. I loved how it pushed my boundaries as a reader, yet it didn’t matter because when literature is beautifully written it transcends “genres”. It pushed your boundaries and opens your heart and mind to the beauty of the words that you are being wrapped in.

This was a tale of war and illicit love It was the world we live in, a world that didn’t think twice about sending boys off to kill other boys but then cringed at the idea of boys falling in love with each other. ……

A tale of undying love and pain I wanted to tell Ash that loving him was like a scar, like a disease, it would always be there, I’d never be cured of it, and I didn’t want to be. …….

A tale woven in untruths. I’ve told the the lie too long for the truth to come easily now ………..

A tale of grief My feelings were a layer of grief and relief and hope dead before they could really bloom.……..

A tale of guilt And even though it’s not productive to blame myself, the blame feels like and old, familiar cloak. I toss it over my shoulders and feel more settled somehow, more in control. The world makes sense again. It’s my fault. …..

A tale of sacrifice Ash had to stay here. Ash had to have his career, his future. And my feeling were a very small speck in seething world of pain and chaos. …..

A tale of Love Love isn’t just a feeling, Embry. Love is doing, it’s shaping time and space.

Truthfully, I loved it. It is def high on my recommendation list. If I, of all people, can moved beyond what I “think” I like, if I can be moved by the storyline and pushed so far outside my boundaries and STILL be moved, then it’s a hella good book. Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, the next one! Where is it? When can I get it?

About the Author:

Sierra Simone is a former librarian who spent too much time reading romance novels at the information desk. She lives with her husband and family in Kansas City.

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