Review: Feat of Clay (Men of London, Book 4) by Susan Mac Nicol

Title:Feat of Clay

Series:Men of London

Author:Susan Mac Nicol

Genre:Gay romance, contemporary, M/M


Publisher:Boroughs publishing


Imprisoned and tortured, undercover cop Tate Williams will find redemption in the arms of his boyhood friend, now lover, former SAS soldier Clay Mortimer.



Though they went their separate ways, Tate Williams and Clay Mortimer have been crazy about each other since their school days. Clay went into the SAS. Tate became a cop. Neither mentioned their attraction to the other. Both sought out danger. Both found it.

Imprisoned and shot in an undercover assignment gone wrong, Tate somehow survived…and found his way back into Clay’s arms. His old friend is now the owner of an elite investigation agency and everything any man could want: patient, handsome, commanding. And Clay knows what it takes to survive. But Tate can’t bring himself to share all his secrets, nightmares that force him to rebel against everything. He finds solace from his past as a graffiti artist, a childhood passion, but his demons drive away all who might care for him. Only when he faces that past—and learns that everyone has tasted despair—can the two men truly be brothers-in-arms…and more.

Feat of Clay


It’s no secret I am a big fan of Susan Mac Nicol’s Men of London series (or all her other books…), but Feat of Clay surprised me in a very good way. Tate and Clay’s relationship is the definition of complicated. One’s traumatized, the other is scared he might lose the love of his life if he does not protect him every way he can. Although well intended, Clay’s need to protect forces Tate to become his secret, even when it comes to close friends and families. Babying a man who’s been through hell is not always the best idea, though.

Despite the issues they have and the dangerous life they lead, Tate and Clay are an example of patience, compromise, and determination in a relationship. And those elements, along with a will to improve communication, are sometimes more important in keeping a love bond alive than the passion and care it was originally built on.

How people can’t tell they are together or how they haven’t figured out how they feel about each other earlier, that is a mystery to me. These two are obviously meant to be together and you can’t help root for their happy ending at every new twist and turn life throws their way.

Men of London brings new and interesting relationships with every installment. Yet somehow, your favorites from previous books are all there ad their circle of friends keeps expanding. It’s a smart way to link the series and keep fans close to their earlier character crushes.


“Because you have things in your past that could drive you crazy,” Tate explained. “You’ve killed people, been shot at, been in war zones and seen horrible things but you don’t have nightmares like I do. You’ve seen things I probably couldn’t even imagine, but you’re so damn strong, you can put them to rest. Me?” He sneered. “I fall apart at firecrackers, have bad dreams about kids who’ve killed themselves, agonise over what happened to me with Armerian when you’ve probably seen much worse. How do you stay so strong?” He heard the agitation in his voice. “Am I just a fucking wuss that I’m like I am? All damaged?” He threw himself back against the bed, breathing heavily and throwing his arm over his eyes. The sense of emasculation, the feeling he was a weakling tasted like acid in his mouth. He huffed loudly, opening his eyes as a strong, warm weight landed on top of him and his arms were yanked off his shamed face and held above his head.

Clay was aflame with passion, his eyes bright green glints in a tanned face. He looked like a man about to take on the world. “Don’t ever talk about yourself that way again,” he snarled, as his body held Tate’s still. Tate gulped at the vehemence in his lover’s voice. “You are one of the strongest men I know. What was done to you by that fucking bastard was something you wouldn’t have done to an animal. I saw you afterwards, love.” His voice cracked with pain. “I saw you shot three times and left to die like a dog on the sidewalk. I saw what he’d done to you. The horrors he’d inflicted.”

About the author

Susan Mac Nicol is a self confessed bookaholic, an avid watcher of videos of sexy pole dancing men, self confessed geek and nerd and in love with her Smartphone. This little treasure is called ‘the boyfriend’ by her long suffering husband, who says if it vibrated, there’d be no need for him. Susan hasn’t had the heart to tell him there’s an app for that…

She is never happier than when sitting in the confines of her living room/study/on a cold station platform scribbling down words and making two men fall in love. She is a romantic at heart and believes that everything happens (for the most part) for a reason. She likes to think of herself as a ‘half full’ kinda gal, although sometimes that philosophy is sorely tested.

Lover of walks in the forest, theatre productions, dabbling her toes in the cold North Sea and the vibrant city of London where you can experience all four seasons in a day , she is a hater of pantomime (so please don’t tar and feather her), duplicitous people, bigotry and self righteous idiots.

In an ideal world, Susan Mac Nicol would be Queen of England and banish all the bad people to the Never Never Lands of Wherever -Who Cares. As that’s never going to happen, she contents herself with writing her HEA stories and pretending, that just for a little while, good things happen to good people. 
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