REVIEW: The Spiral Down by Aly Martinez

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I love when an author decides to step outside of their norm and explore new ways to tell stories. Even better is when the author pulls it off so flawlessly that I am as entranced by their story as ever. And this is exactly what Aly Martinez did with The Spiral Down.

The stepping outside of the norm is that with The Spiral Down, Martinez enters the realm of MM romance. But as is typical with her books we get two deliciously damaged characters that are craving to be set free.

If you have read The Fall Up, you met the nurosis that is Henry Alexander. But even if you didn’t read it, you get the experience in technicolor in this book. I LOVE him to bits from his freak outs to his humerous banter to his vulnerability. Every side of Henry was my favorite even when he was being an ass. His firm beliefs held him back but when he let go, it was truly dizzying.
Evan put up a good fight in this book to attempt to not be ensnared by Henry’s web. He had the right doses of alpha, dominance and sincerity. He was the counterbalance to Henry’s over the top personality. But what I loved about this character was the struggle with identity. It was very real and something that is so easily relatable. And Martinez did an amazing job of toeing the line without it being overly dramatic or drawn out.
I am going to admit that I had a bit of trepidation going into this book. I mean, it is an MM romance and men love, feel, get down and dirty and act very different to the MF dynamic. But Aly did a superb job of keeping the emotions and actions real to the male characters. She pulled off that level of gruffness that is needed to make this kinda story believable.

And the love story did not disappoint. I was captivated by the words that brought it to life with just the right amount of tension. I literally did not want to put it down.

And yes, Aly does bring the heat in this book. So if you are not interested in explicit scenes between the characters then this one is not for you. But I can assure you I was heating up in time with them heating up.

If you are in the mood for a book that brings two broken characters together so that they can heal, tackles the issues of identity and being true to yourself, a blistering love story, all liberally doused witty banter and a touch of insane, then this is a book for you. Aly Martinez’s talent shines in this spellbinding book.

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About The Book

The Spiral Down Title: The Spiral Down

Author: Aly Martinez

Series: The Fall Up, Book 2 (interconnected standalone)

Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance

Heat Level: Explicit

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Blurb: I was afraid to fly.
He made me soar.

After years of climbing the ladder of success in the music industry, I finally had everything I could want.
Yet I still found myself wandering through life alone.

Captain Evan Roth was the one man I never saw coming.
Tall, dark, mysterious… Straight.

We were both damaged beyond repair and searching for something so elusive we weren’t sure it even existed.

But, when two broken souls collide in midair, falling is a given.

I just never expected to crave the spiral down.

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Excerpt

Henry

“How about you and one of your girls come out to my show in L.A. next week? My treat. Dinner, drinks, the whole deal. Evan and I would love to take you two beautiful ladies out for an evening.”

“Excuse me?” he exclaimed, cocking his head to catch my gaze.

I leaned back into my seat and lifted a hand to massage his shoulder. I was barely able to suppress a moan when the angle of his firm trap muscle met my palm.

Fuck, this guy was built like a brick wall. And I was going to love every second of watching him crumble for me.

“Oh, come on, Evan. It’s the least we can do. Double date.” I winked at Jessica.

“You can fly them out! My plane should be ready by then.”

Jessica’s eyes jumped to Evan’s. “You’re a pilot?” Her smile spread irritatingly wide.

Back off, Ginger Spice.

Snapping my fingers in her direction, I corrected, “He’s my pilot.”

Subtlety was not a virtue I possessed. Was subtlety a virtue at all?

“Your temporary pilot,” he amended before shaking his head and then tipping his beer to his lips for a long pull.

“Anyway. Do we have a date?” And, by date, I meant feeding her dinner while I attempted to work my way into Evan’s pants.

She pressed one finger to her lips and then nervously flashed her eyes around the cabin.

“Oops. Sorry.” I shrugged sheepishly. Lifting my drink to my mouth, I discreetly passed her my cocktail napkin and then not­-so-­discreetly brushed my forearm against Evan’s chest as I pulled away.

He offered her a tight smile just before she disappeared.

I grinned proudly.

“What the fucking hell was that?” he whisper-­yelled at me.

“That was me getting a woman’s number.”

He arched an eyebrow. “A woman. Really?”

“What? Is that not allowed?” I feigned innocence.

He clenched his fist in his lap, and it made me suddenly aware that my own hands had stopped trembling—and in record time, I should note. Evan seemed to be quite useful in the art of distraction.

He leaned closer. “Don’t bullshit me. I looked you up. You’re…” He stopped, unwilling to say the big, bad “G” word.

“I’m what?” I taunted.

He rolled his eyes and chugged the rest of his beer.

We went back to silence until Jessica came back by with another drink, complete with her phone number written on the napkin.

“I’m not going on a double date,” Evan said as I tucked the napkin into my pocket.

“You want me to fly them out? Not a problem. Schedule it with Jackson. But that’s the extent of my professional responsibilities. And, since I’m off the clock right now, I’d also like to mention that I think whatever play you’re planning to run on that woman is fucked up.”

My head snapped to his. “I’m sorry. Play?” I asked with more attitude than I had originally planned.

“Yes. Play,” he sneered.

I stirred my drink. “Let me get this straight. I’m offering to fly her out in a private jet, feed her dinner at one of the best restaurants in the city, and put her front row at a concert that has been sold out for over a year. That doesn’t seem like a play to me. It sounds like I’m trying to do something nice for a woman I was rude to earlier.” I casually leaned back in my seat. “My conscience doesn’t ‘play’ when it comes to apologies.”

“Right. Well, maybe you should have a chat with your conscience, because she looks like she just won the date of a lifetime. Meanwhile, you don’t even like women.” He stalled, no doubt looking for just the right word to express his disgust without sounding like a bigot. Judging by his gentleness when we’d taken off, he wasn’t the type of guy to go for the fag bomb.

I watched him intently, excited to see how he was going to handle this.

“You’re gay.

I frowned at his lack of creativity. “Not that it’s any of your damn business. But I’ll have you know I love women.”

It wasn’t a lie. I adored women. Especially Levee and Robin.

I just didn’t like pussy. Meh. Semantics.

He gaped. “You’re bi?”

“And I’ll repeat: None of your damn business. But yeah. Do you have a problem with that?”

Again, it wasn’t necessarily a lie.

Was I bisexual? Fuck no. My cock was in no way an equal opportunity employer.

I was somewhat bilingual though. I knew how to ask for a blow job in English and Spanish. I pretended that was what he meant.

Chupame la verga.

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About The Author

Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay­at­home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.

After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever­growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.

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