A contemporary erotic, BDSM novel
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Polly Jayne Lester’s life was falling apart. Between her cheating fiancé and her narcissistic boss, she could see no way out. That was until an unexpected lottery win changed everything. With millions in her bank account, PJ abandons her old life to start a new one in London. It’s there she finds her dream home on the banks of the Thames, and also her dream man—in a bondage club. But it’s the other man, watching from the shadows, who will ultimately claim her heart.Luke Monroe is tired of playing a role that has left him emotionally void and completely alone. For the past fourteen years, all he has known is sadism and control. But on the night he decides to walk away from everything, he sees her, in the club—the one woman that could change everything. The only problem is, she’s on her knees submitting to another man.
Refusing to give up his last chance at finding happiness, Luke bides his time: waiting, plotting.
Filled with trepidation and excitement, PJ returns to Bond Street, only to find herself at the mercy of a stranger. Master Luke is a fantasy, dominant and sexy, charismatic and passionate. Yet the illusion he so effortlessly created for her is shattered when she discovers he’s a sadist, known for his cold-hearted brutality. PJ flees.
But when a phone call has her returning to the club, he’s waiting—her beautiful, blue-eyed nightmare. Luke is relentless as he charms his way back into her life. But why? PJ is not a masochist. She can see no future for them. Yet despite their irreconcilable differences, neither of them can deny the attraction that first brought them together.
The question is, how much should love hurt?
Review for Little Band of Red by Sheri
PJ Lester has had a bad week. From finding her finance in bed with her best friend and her stupid boss sending her on a unnecessary work trip to China, something has to get better. But luck seemed to on her side when she purchased a lottery ticket and won 25 million. What is a girl to do? What really is holding her down in New Zealand? No boyfriend, best friend or even supportive parents is what she had. So with her winning ticket and suitcase, PJ hops on the next available flight. Where to? London it is. She can always start over, right?
After a few days in London, PJ soon finds a new friend (India) who seems to share her interest in certain books and fantasies. But can she act on them? She has to much going on. Well that is not true, a place stay is her only main concern. That soon comes when PJ finds herself a warehouse half vacant and up for sale and in dire need of restoration. Can she do this? Is this something she really wants to do? But with her new sexy gay neighbors, PJ quickly realizes that if she wanted a new start, this is the perfect thing to do.
Luke Monroe is the quintessential "Hot Shot" lawyer. He is not only gorgeous, built like a Greek God, great job but has a soft spot for his sisters. The only thing he is missing is a lover. Not just a lover but someone who he can grow old with and cherish. Not like the women he is with now, who would want a relationship when you a childhood like he did. Luke's only outset is Bond Street, London's hottest BDSM club. For years Luke reigned as the most dominate master the club had to offer but something is missing. Luke doesn't feel whole anymore and states to the owner that this was his last night at the club. But when he sees a newbie walk into the club, he knows everything is going to change. However when he sees her with another Master, something is Luke sparks to life. She will be his and the little band of red around her wrist lets him know that this woman is his dream girl.
PJ wanted to kill India for getting her into this but something about the club is starting to awake feelings that she was always curious about. Something about his place was hot and when she is taken into a room by a sexy Master, her whole world changes. But when their experience goes from organismic to alarming, she realizes this in not the place for her.
Luke doesn't know what happened. One minute he is spending time with the new girl and the next minute she bolted out the door. But he can't get her out of his mind and decided she is the one. Vowing to stop at nothing, Luke has made it his mission to get her back and right his wrongs.
After some desperate attempts to make her his, Luke and PJ start hanging out and quickly become a item. Can Luke set aside some of this sexual fetishes when he realizes that PJ doesn't share them? Or can he slowly introduce her into his lifestyle? PJ on the other hand would love to not have a totally vanilla relationship but when she heard gossip about the things Luke was into, she just knew she wasn't the one for him. Could she ever be enough? Or will he seek vanilla with her and something different at the club with someone else.
Luke Monroe can and will give Christian Grey and Gideon Cross a run for their money. In the bedroom or in everyday life, he puts off this irresistible aura about him that can make a girl want to get tied up and spanked. I thought at times he was the perfect gentleman who showed his sweet side in taking care of PJ in her time of need. But then there is something that just screams "Sexy Alpha".
PJ was written fantastically. She was the embodiment of the normal everyday girl who always has secret fantasies but just to shy to try it out. She tried her hardest embracing Luke's lifestyle with somewhat open arms and in the process learned something about herself.
This was a great book and I can't wait to see more from this author. I am really interested in India and Master Trey's story. But also Master Adam's as well. His encounter with PJ and the loss just broke my heart. So hopefully he get a HEA. This is also the authors debut book and first one in the series. ARC was received in return for my honest review.
4 Star read.
Excerpt
“Ahhh, please, Master …”
Luke Monroe cracked the flogger, the heavy black strands hitting the woman chained in front of him, square across the shoulder blades. Her whole body bowed, her legs trembling violently, right down to the six-inch heels she wore. It was all Luke could focus on, the wicked little spikes digging into the thick Persian rug, red and pink, such a striking combination and strangely fitting. In the muted light of the dungeon, she too was painted in the soft hues, her back and thighs a riot of stripes yet Luke couldn’t see the beauty in it tonight.
She was gasping, clearly begging for more and she could take it, her need for pain rivaled his own, which was rare, but as the flogger fell from his hand, hitting the floor with a loud thud, he knew their scene was over.
“Please, Master, I’ll be good … do anything, I can take it.”
“Did I say you could speak?” Luke took a step back, his gaze sweeping around the room, taking in every little detail from the candles burning gently in the wall sconces to the heavy chains dangling from the ceiling.
How many nights had he stood in this exact spot with a willing sub, bound and begging for his mercy? He honestly couldn’t count. There were so many nameless, faceless women, so much pleasure and so much pain, but right now he felt nothing but an ungodly sense of dread.
With slow methodical steps he paced round the room, his heart pounding, his head spinning. What the fuck was happening?
Why now after all these years was he questioning the decisions he’d made, the things he’d chosen to sacrifice in order to fulfill his desires? He’d known back then when he’d first recognized his need to dominate, to evoke fear and give pain that he was never going to have a normal relationship, although God knows he’d tried, pushing his partners to their limits, then a little bit further. It was a fucking risky game when you were a sadist.
“Forgive me, Master.”
Lana’s plea floated around Luke like a sickly sweet scent. He swallowed, trying to dislodge the uncomfortable pressure building in his chest. “Enough, we’re done here tonight.”
About the Author
I didn't discover writing like most authors do. There was no childhood dream, no undeniable urge to put pen to paper. My story started off with an unexpected life changing event : a sizeable tax refund and a water-taxi ride caught from the wrong side of the Thames. I've always been an avid reader and a daydreamer, so when an idea for a novel was born from those three seemingly unrelated events, I ran with it.
That idea became an obsession and also a passion. My characters are big and bold, the men are dominant to a fault and the women are strong and sassy. I'm fascinated by the concept of fate. One decision causing another and another, all of them having consequences which ultimately draw my characters together only to tear them apart. There will always be a happy ending, because there's no denying, I'm a romantic at heart - but a little pain woven amongst all that pleasure makes for a very explosive plot.
When I'm not writing or meticulously plotting my next novel, I am a wife and a mother. I have a healthy appetite for physically challenging sports and I love coffee. If all else fails you'll find me reading a book which was how my journey began and will no doubt be how it will end.
That idea became an obsession and also a passion. My characters are big and bold, the men are dominant to a fault and the women are strong and sassy. I'm fascinated by the concept of fate. One decision causing another and another, all of them having consequences which ultimately draw my characters together only to tear them apart. There will always be a happy ending, because there's no denying, I'm a romantic at heart - but a little pain woven amongst all that pleasure makes for a very explosive plot.
When I'm not writing or meticulously plotting my next novel, I am a wife and a mother. I have a healthy appetite for physically challenging sports and I love coffee. If all else fails you'll find me reading a book which was how my journey began and will no doubt be how it will end.
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