~Synopsis~
My uncle abused me.
I was 10 years old when it started.
At 13 he told me I was no longer wanted because I had
started to develop.
At 16 I was ready to kill him.
Today, I’m broken.
Today, I only breathe to survive.
My name’s Sergeant Major Ryan Jenkins and today, I’m
ready to tell you my story.
“Master would flog
me if I did, she won’t be happy when I tell her what happened here.”
“Master?”
“Stella.”
Oh, Master.
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~Excerpt~
I startle awake as I leap off the bed and sprawl on the
floor.
“Ry!” Mason yells from the other side of the door. I
jump up off the floor and swing the bedroom door open.
“You scared the shit out of me, Mason.” I run my hand
over my eyes and face trying to wake up. “What do you want, man?” But I’m met
with silence. When I look over at Mase, he’s staring at my body. He’s mouth’s
open and his eyes are so wide. He rakes his stare down my body, then back up
again. He lifts an eyebrow as he ogles me. I look down and notice I’m
completely naked. I fell asleep on my bed with just the towel wrapped around me
and he scared me with his bashing that now I’m standing before him totally
exposed.
He’s not moving away, and neither am I.
“Mason.” I lower my voice as he looks up at me and just
stares.
He can see straight through me, totally bare and open,
for him to see all my secrets.
“We need to leave in an hour,” Mase says as he takes a
step closer to me.
I can feel his heat, and my body instantly reacts to
him.
Don’t be a coward Ryan, just reach out and touch him.
His brown eyes turn from a hard brown into a molten
chocolate as we stand a mere step apart from each other.
Our breathing is labored and rapid.
Mason reaches forward and brings his hand up to my
chest, but before he touches me, his demeanor changes and he retracts it,
dropping it beside his body.
“I can’t,” he whispers as he turns away from me and goes
into his bedroom.
My head spins as I close my door and stand completely
ashamed in my room.
He doesn’t want me.
Why would he?
I’m broken.
~Review~
Alright, I would be lying if I said that "Yes, Master" wasn't
one of the most erotic book I have read so far. It was so erotic but the back
story is one the brought tears to my eyes. I absolutely love the rawness of the
emotions that Margaret put into this book. There's not pussy footing around the
issue that was on hand here. This book brought to light at lot of things. Here
Ryan thought that his best friend didn't realize what was happening to him, but
come to realize that he did, and also that Mason wanted the same things that he
did. Then we have Stella, strong and assertive, just what he wanted in order to
free him from the demons of his past. It was crazy because this was the first
book I have read where the female was the dom, and I loved it. Shit, Stella
made me want to submit to her she was that damn good. There were so many parts
of this book that tugged at my heart strings, my favorite was the bridge scene,
I felt like I was in that scene
approaching everything, feeling every single damn emotions. All I have to say is what a well written book by Margaret; I hope that Mason will be getting his own book, because damn I want to find out the back story on him.
approaching everything, feeling every single damn emotions. All I have to say is what a well written book by Margaret; I hope that Mason will be getting his own book, because damn I want to find out the back story on him.
I don't do 'normal'.
I've found that the more I write, the more I like being different to other authors. I write in first person, and I love to challenge a reader.
I take the normal and switch it around.
For me, I really enjoy getting a reaction from a reader. So if I can evoke an emotion (regardless of if it's the emotion the reader wants) then I figure that I've done my job as an author I want to be.
I really quite revel in taking people out of their comfort zones and pushing them to read something different.
My genre of writing is, well quite frankly, where ever my mind goes. I won't label myself because I don't like sticking to one genre.
My goal with writing is just to take people away from whatever is going on in their lives, even if it's only for a split second.
I'm a go with the flow sort of person and don't really take a course of action to get where I am going. I live in the moment and don't usually worry about tomorrow because whatever life is due to bring me, I'll be happy to accept.
I love my family and friends and will help anyway I can if someone needs it. I really don't like people that are nasty just because they can be, I don't believe that's necessary, I mean life's hard enough as it is!
I hope you enjoy my books, I've had a hoot writing them. There's more to come.....
Til next time.
I've found that the more I write, the more I like being different to other authors. I write in first person, and I love to challenge a reader.
I take the normal and switch it around.
For me, I really enjoy getting a reaction from a reader. So if I can evoke an emotion (regardless of if it's the emotion the reader wants) then I figure that I've done my job as an author I want to be.
I really quite revel in taking people out of their comfort zones and pushing them to read something different.
My genre of writing is, well quite frankly, where ever my mind goes. I won't label myself because I don't like sticking to one genre.
My goal with writing is just to take people away from whatever is going on in their lives, even if it's only for a split second.
I'm a go with the flow sort of person and don't really take a course of action to get where I am going. I live in the moment and don't usually worry about tomorrow because whatever life is due to bring me, I'll be happy to accept.
I love my family and friends and will help anyway I can if someone needs it. I really don't like people that are nasty just because they can be, I don't believe that's necessary, I mean life's hard enough as it is!
I hope you enjoy my books, I've had a hoot writing them. There's more to come.....
Til next time.
M xx
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