Author: Lily White
Series: Masters #2
Genres: Dark, Erotica, BDSM
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My Rating: ★★★★★ 5 Stars!
She caught my attention the first day I was seated in her class.
Her dark red hair fell in waves down her back and her alabaster skin appeared to sparkle under the lights of the lecture hall.
I'd admired her from a distance, never speaking or doing anything to draw attention to myself.
Each day that I spent watching her in this room, I noticed how her eyes would flick up to me. She was wary of me - frightened - and she had reason to be.
Allow me to introduce myself…
My name is Holland Strong and at 21 years old, I'm the youngest Master within a society of wealthy and influential men.
Claire Elliot is my psychology professor in college - that is, at least, until I make her my first courtesan.
She believes she knows everything about how the mind works…
…and I believe I can prove her wrong.
MY THOUGHTS:
Seriously, WTF did I just read?!?!?!??!?!?!
This book right here is the most ultimate mindfuck I've ever read about. Mere words can't even do justice to how freaking brilliant this is. If I could give a book more than 5 stars, I'd give this one a hundred. I think I need a few days or maybe even weeks to recover from this mindfuckery. I was... shit. I was
Meet Holland...
Allow me to introduce myself.
My name is Holland Strong and at 21 years old, I'm the youngest man training to be a Master within a society of wealthy and influential men.
Claire Elliot is my psychology professor in college; that is, at least, until I make her my first courtesan.
She believes she knows everything about how the mind works and I believe I can prove her wrong.
This journey will be a test of intellectual superiority and Claire will be the ultimate challenge...
And meet Claire...
He was not a man I could allow myself to admire.
He was not a man I could allow myself to want.
But most of it all, he was not a man about whom I needed to worry.
He was a student. I was his teacher.
It was as simple as that.
I honestly believe that Holland was one of the biggest surprises there was in this book. Aiden also played a major role in this book, being the devil himself, and so did Rebecca. I absolutely adored Claire's character. But Holland... I thought I knew him all along, but then, it turned out his character was unlike anything I'd ever thought he was. I thought I knew what was going on, I thought I had a clue on how this book would end, but Lily White is Lily White. She did a spectacular job in playing with her reader's mind and toying with our emotions. I was a victim who fell over the invisible trap she had put within the confines of her masterpieces. I was as much as a victim as Claire was. This author never fails to blow my mind and make my heart constrict. The twists and turns... the ultimate mindfuck... I admit it was one of the most heart-stopping events I've ever encountered in a certain book. Lily White wakes the darkness that resides within the very depths of my mind and soul and I love her for it. Damn you again, Lily White. I think I'll never get tired of saying those words for you, Ms. author, have captivated me with your brilliant skills and talent as a Dark Erotic writer.
If you loved Her Master's Courtesan, you'll for no doubt love this one! Though I loved this book better than the first one. Now I'm anxious and definitely excited in reading about the other masters! I hope the next book in this series comes out soon (if there is a next one).
Her Master's Teacher is the second book to Lily White's Masters series and can be read as standalone.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Lily White is a dark writer who likes to dabble on the taboo side of eroticism. Most of the time she can be found wandering around aimlessly while her mind is stuck in some twisted power play between two characters in her head. You may recognize her in public by the confused expression, random mumbling, and occasional giggle while thinking up a scene. Lily's favorite things in life are reading, thinking about reading, buying books for reading....and writing. Her other secret pleasure is meeting with her plot editor in public to discuss her books and watching the shocked expressions of the people around her that don't realize she's talking about a book. When Lily is not reading, writing, wandering or freaking out innocent bystanders, she's sleeping.
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I’m not sure what I was thinking that day. It was a normal Thursday, nothing new or exciting had occurred in the morning. I’d risen from bed, taken a shower and brushed my teeth. I’d then jumped on the 8:05 bus that ran a short distance between my house and the county library where I worked. The ride took its usual 15 minutes before it left me standing fresh faced in front of a building of gothic construction that was my favorite place in the world. After straightening my knee length skirt, I pushed open the door that led into the interior of the library.It was at that moment that my world would change – impossibly and forever. It was a fateful movement of wood that collided with the shoulder of a man that would alter my very existence. It wasn’t fear that I felt at that moment – more like the feeling of being watched. It was the feeling of knowing that danger lurks - the sensation of the hair standing on end at the back of your neck.Looking back on a moment that happened so many months ago, I now realize that I should have listened to that feeling.As I would later find out, the man standing in front of me referred to himself as Master Lucas……and I was his next target.
This life isn’t one that I chose for myself. Years spent as a daughter in the Dominion MC left me washed up and struggling to breathe. Life was never flowers and sunshine. It was gravel and dust, the trails of dirt left behind when the brothers tore out, floating up from the ground to hover in front of an angry, red sun.I could never have imagined that a life sitting at rock bottom could get any worse, but it did. Life is funny like that.Just when you think things can’t get any more bleak, a shade is drawn leaving you staggering and blind – lost in a world of heartache and sorrow.I met J.D. Brooks on the road and he swept me off my feet. Literally. But not in the way you might think.He was both an angel and a demon. He was the most vicious storm that ever darkened my life.He was also my salvation.Stripped from the hands that always held me back, I was released into a nightmare that would threaten everything I thought I knew about the crap hand I’d been dealt.I thought I could never hate a man more than the one who stole me from the life I’d known. And in our time together, he would teach me one important lesson:That in the end, it doesn’t matter how our paths intersect, because when it comes down to the basic truth of our lives... ..we’re all stuck traveling down hard roads.
Words are funny things.Their meaning, the pictures they paint in the minds of those that hear them: they’re not always the same and to me at least, that makes them meaningless.Take for instance the phrase ‘black widow’. Those words conjure the image of a spider, an eight-legged creature with the red imprint of an hourglass on its abdomen.However, instead of speaking of an arachnid, of the resident of a spindly and dew-laden web, the people who whisper those words are talking about something much different.They’re talking about me.From what I’m told, I’m called the Black Widow because no man I’ve ever loved has survived.Yet, I have no memory of any of it.My new home leads me to the definition of another vague and meaningless word.It’s a place where I’m supposed to seek refuge.A place of retreat and security.It’s a place where I’m supposed to be kept safe because I’m sick.But the definition for this place is wrong and the word becomes meaningless when you’re tucked away and made silent by drugs and pretty white jackets.My name is Alexandra Sutton and this is the story of what happened when I was imprisoned inside an Asylum.
