***Content Warning – This is a new adult fiction with mature themes. It contains graphic sexual situations, mature language and explicit description of sexual violence.***
Conquer is the third book in the Control series. This description contains spoilers for those who have not read books one and two in the series, entitled Control and Conflict.
Private Investigator, Paige Stone’s world was shattered when she learned truths about her past. Following her discovery, Paige is forced into a situation where she needs to accept that, although a person can control their mind and body, the circumstances of their lives are far outside their grasp. As Paige struggles with coming to terms about events in her life, she is also put through the harrowing task of learning when to fight and when to let go.
Strong-willed and arrogant, Daemon Pierce agrees to help Paige on her hunt for Chris. As Daemon instructs her how to fight with both body and mind, he breaks down the final walls she has built around her heart.
Paige and Daemon’s emotional journey concludes as they learn the meaning of love and forgiveness, and ultimately…surrender.
His words were breathless as he spoke into my ear. “You need to understand, Damsel, that from this day forward, you are the only woman that I will bury myself within. No matter how often I have you, it will never be enough. Even if you attempted to escape me, I will hunt you down and drag your stubborn little ass right back to my bed.” His teeth closed over my earlobe causing my head to roll back from the sensation. He let go of my earlobe and chuckled softly behind me. “Give in to me, Paige. Let go of all your grief, your fear, your anxieties about the future and let me fill the empty spaces created within you from the loss of all that unnecessary bullshit. You can fight against me all you want, but you should know that there is nothing in this world that will keep me from having you in every way that I want.” His right hand traveled down my abdomen, finding its way to the apex of my thighs. When his thumb met with that wonderful bundle of nerves, my legs quaked as a shudder rolled over my body. His long finger found its way within me causing me to tighten around him as my mouth opened to let out a silent cry. Like a toy he wound me up until I didn’t think I could take anymore. His hand moved from my breast to my throat as he continued his southern assault. Just as his fingers closed, lightly preventing my breath, he pushed me forward so that he could fill me again. Within seconds I was floating within a hormonal cloud, feeling like I had lost touch with the physical plane. My body floated back down from its peak, only to be taken back again; over…and over.
I lost count of how many times Daemon drove my body to the peaks of ecstasy that evening. All I could remember, all that mattered was the last thing I remember Daemon whispering as my body finally gave way to sleep. “I’m here with you, Damsel…always and forever.”
Pulling me to the center of the ring, Daemon stood as his eyes raked over my body. I felt heated from his gaze and my eyes flicked to ‘Joe and the Gang’ to see if they had taken notice. All four men stood silently smoking their cigarettes, paying apt attention to what was about to go down in the ring. I looked back to Daemon and noticed a crooked grin peeking out from the corner of his sculpted lips. “You ready for this, Damsel?” I nodded hesitantly in response. “Good. Now, I want to see what those ninja skills of yours can do for you. You stand there, and I’ll attack. Show me how you would normally defend yourself, okay?”
“Fine, Daemon. However, I can’t promise I won’t hurt you in the process, so don’t blame me if you leave this place limping. In fact, you might want to put on a cup or something to protect your manhood, because I would hate….Ahhhhh!” Before I could finish my sentence, Daemon lunged forward, managing to grip both my wrists. He tugged me forward, while at the same time placing his foot in front of my feet, tripping me as I tried to steady myself. I went forward into the mat as Daemon brought my arms to my back and locked them to the middle of my spine with one hand. His other hand came down between my shoulder blades as he straddled my lower half, using his weight to hold me in place. Joe and the Gang instantly broke out into hoots of laughter and I turned my head to see them slapping their knees and each other’s backs. My mouth was forced open into an ‘O’ from the mat pushing up against my cheek.
Daemon leaned forward, his mouth softly brushing against my ear as he spoke, “Your first mistake, Damsel, is that you talk too much. While you’re busy distracting yourself with your own voice, your opponent will be watching and waiting for the moment when you let down your guard.” His voice lowered an octave and seductive tendrils dripped from his words as he said, “If I wanted to, I could take you from behind right here and right now, and there’s not a damn thing you could do about it.” His teeth nipped at my earlobe causing an involuntary pull within my core and a whimper to escape my lips. I believe drool may have dribbled a little from the corner of my mouth, causing Daemon to chuckle wickedly. “Keep that up and I might be asking our audience to give us some time alone.”
Fiddling with my fingers, I attempted to avoid looking at him while he processed the information I’d provided. When he finally spoke again, I jumped slightly. “It pisses me off knowing Chris has been following you this whole time. I don’t fucking understand how he got your tag number. I followed you out that night to make sure you stayed safe!” His hand hit the steering wheel with a loud thump. Taking a breath to calm himself, he sagged back in his seat. “Regardless, you may be right about his reason for fixating on you. So, you need to keep that in mind at all times. No more fucking stunts on your own, okay?”
“I know, Daemon. I already promised that to you.”
Nodding his head, he turned the truck sharply into his garage. After pulling into a space, he turned the vehicle off, but didn’t move to open his door.
His eyes remained trained straight ahead as he said, “Damsel, if Chris were to ever get ahold of you again, he’s not going to play around with you anymore. You’ve escaped him twice, humiliated him four times, if you count those escapes. It’s unlikely he’d wait long before killing you.”
His head suddenly swung to look in my direction. The desperate plea in his eyes caused my breath to hiccup. “Paige, I can’t lose you, not like that. If I ever have to let you go, I want it to be when we are old and silver. I want a life behind us, memories behind us; possibly kids…who knows? All I know is that I would lose my mind if I lost you before then.”
My heart skipped, as my throat closed. Tears threatened my eyes and my nose became stuffy. I never understood why a heavy emotional reaction felt like an illness, but the symptoms were definitely the same.
Having no words in response to his, I lunged over. My hands buried themselves into his hair as my mouth took possession of his. My body prickled at the feel of his warm mouth upon mine and I greedily sought more of him with my tongue. My chest heaved with intense desire, a churning sea of hormones and…love. Needing to be closer, I climbed over to straddle him. I pulled away from our kiss to look deep in to his sparkling blue eyes. When our gaze locked, heat bloomed throughout my body. My hands found the hem of my shirt and I pulled up on the material, freeing it before tossing it to the floor. Daemon’s hands instantly found my breasts, squeezing to the point of pain. Lightning shot through me from where he touched causing me to arch further into his hold. A moan escaped my lips as his mouth found my neck. This man did things to my body that I never knew were possible. He made me feel dirty, but in a way that was only meant for him. I lost all inhibition around him, not caring about what I was saying or doing, as long as it pleased him. When he touched me it felt like my body melted to his, becoming one. His scent and the feel of his hard body against mine was all that was needed to completely sedate my mind, while at the same time awakening every naughty part on my body.
I am beyond honored to do this review for the final book in this series. I know these three books will stay with me forever. We are finally able to see Daemon’s side of events in Conquer, the emotions he held while he was being transferred from foster home to foster home. The disappointment he felt when he was refused the chance to keep his promise to Paige and return to her. Paige will have to come face to face with the lies that she grew up with and Daemon being the man we have grown to love is a major player in leading her to the same forgiveness he had achieved in his life. He takes on the challenge to get Paige stronger in self-defense so she can use the control she so desires in a productive way. There are times I am busting up laughing at her fear of clowns and her shooting a gun for the first time.
The author gives us a chance to see how Anne progresses in her recovery and we are able to celebrate with David on the match made in heaven that he has found. When we started this series we had three young adults living together, going to work and dealing with their own demons and bad choices. With this book we are left with knowledge of what the future holds for each and how they have moved on with their lives. Although I still would love to see a book about Anne and see her journey completed.
We finally have the answers behind the evil actions of Chris. How he grew up and it brought up the serious question of how can two children, growing up in abusive homes turn out to be so different? The final scenes with Chris was pretty dramatic, I had a racing heart and tissues on hand just waiting for this to turn even uglier. The hero in the story will surprise you, but it shouldn’t. Just another sample of how we as society expect less from victims than what they are capable of doing.
Ms. Willis brought us a full action packed, emotionally driven, love enduring series with these three books. This series is the total package when it comes to life. Beyond the words on the pages in these books, she also gives us a message to carry in our hearts. We are not created to be abused, we are not what the abusers say about us, we are not what life has determined us to be. We are who we claim to be, who we set out to be and the power is within us. We have the choice in life to be victims to others, or survivors from events. We decide if we turn our back on the evil being done, or we stand up for those who have yet learn to use their voice. Paige and Anne are strong women, role models to all of us. Daemon is the man we dream our little girls will someday find and marry. Although he was broken and beaten from early on, he decided to make something of himself and to rally against others being hurt. Chris, although he had the same childhood as Daemon, decided to go a different way. He decided to live in anger and resentment and the evil he unleashed was wide-spread.
I strongly suggest this series to everyone. I have had two people who took my suggestion to read these books and both have come back telling me they love this series and they were greatly impacted by the story and the characters. I am so proud of this author and this series. Make sure you read them, you will never forget the message you receive and you will carry these wonderful characters in your heart forever.
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M.S. Willis is a romance novelist whose debut novel, Control, was released in 2013. Although currently writing in the romance genre, Willis has plans to expand her literary pursuits into multiple genres and has no fear conquering difficult subject matters in her writing. Willis is a native Floridian who is also a photographer and musician. When not absorbing herself in written, visual or musical expression, Willis is an adrenaline junkie, a ‘closet’ video game enthusiast, and an avid outdoors person and nature lover.
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Cover Artist Bio: Jason L. Lee
Jason L Lee is a Florida Native. The arts have always been a big part of his life. Science, nature, and spirituality have been inspirations to him. He started displaying his work in 1993. In 1996 he started to venture from drawing & photography into acrylic painting. This led to painting live with local bands starting in 1998. His paintings are now created mainly at home. He uses a combination of impressionistic and illustrative painting techniques to create fantastical imagery. He is currently a Scenic Artist working for The Nassal Company and Co-Founder of the Arts Hub Organization.
Dragonfly Necklace Creator: Verita Bolin
I started making jewelry in the 80’s. In middle school I sold bracelets. In 2004 I started selling my jewels to the public. I went to The William Holland School of Lapidary Arts to learn stone identification, wire wrapping, and chain making. In 2009 I met Jason L Lee, an artist and curator. He liked my jewelry and invited me to display in Creative Spirit Art Gallery, at 1st Friday Art Strolls and on Orange Ave. I have a company with my mother, Tita. We set up all over Florida, have an Etsy store, and Facebook page. People around the country own my jewelry.