Title: Conquer Me (The Royals Saga Book #2)
Author: Geneva Lee
Genre: Erotica, Contemporary Romance, BDSM
Release Day: November 11, 2014
Alexander had the world at his feet and me on my knees...until secrets tore us apart.
I should stay away from him. I should run. But I'm addicted to him...to the pleasure and the pain.
He warned me about his dark side...about his past. But I have a past, too. Together we'll conquer our demons if we don't destroy each other first.
✯✯4 X-Rated Stars!!✯✯
I waited long enough to get my hands on this book! And, when I got my hands on it I was very happy. Geneva Lee held nothing back. Just like before Alexander AKA "X" did not disappoint me. If anything he really stepped up and fought for what he believed in. He was not going to let old traditions get in his way of his true love. Clara as well didn't back down either. She knew what she wanted and was not going to things other peoples ways just to make them happy.
Conquer Me picked up 2 months after Command Me ended. Clara left X because as much as she loved him, she refused to be anybody's secret and be the mistress to the future King. The love of her life. Clara live revolved around work and work. Still setting her alarm to remind her to eat. And, most importantly Clara waited. Waited for Alexander. Hoping she'd hear from him. But, she never heard a word.
Then, Clara finds out that her best friend Belle has been hiding letters from her. X has been sending Clara a letter everyday since she walked out of the house he bought for them. Clara is pissed to say the least at Belle. But, she takes a stand and goes to the club that X goes too.
The minute these 2 see each other the chemistry is so hot & off the charts my kindle practically burnt my hands!! While X has such a hard time expressing himself verbally he tries to physically show her what she means to him. But, my girl stands her ground. She will not be his dirty secret. No matter how bad she wants it!!
Well, in X fashion he calls her bluff on national television. Now, that the world thinks they are together and very happy & living together. Hahahaha.. Clara heads to the home X bought. The one she's memorized and never wanted to go back to.
These two spend more time wrapped up together in bed then anything else. X still battling his inner demons. But, he is so much more open with Clara in this book. She always knows what to say to calm him down. He does have major obstacles in his way. Alexander is technically the next King. He is supposed to marry someone equal to him. Not someone like Clara who isn't up to the King's standards. Alexander's younger brother doesn't want nothing to do with the thrown either. And, with Edward being gay he def doesn't fit the job of King. It's one big mess!!
X doesn't care though. As long as he has Clara next to him everybody can jump off a cliff. It was so nice to see X put Clara first. Doing all the proper boyfriend things like going out to dinner, shopping. If only that was it and they could be happy.
Clara's ex-boyfriend Daniel returns and he has evil in his eyes. X is haunted by loosing his mother and sister. He has constant nightmares from the accident with his sister, Pepper & Jonathan. Edward has walked out the closet. Now, it's drama, drama, drama.
When Clara doesn't leave X the evil b*tch Pepper pulls a classic Pepper move! She's out to destroy X in the worst way possible. That's all I'm saying.
Geneva Lee does a awesome job with this book. Clara learned to stand up for herself. She didn't let her mother, Alex's father the King, Alex himself push her around. She gave into X's dark, kinky, hot side. And, stood up for Alex. X grew in this book too. We finally got his POV and you saw and felt his emotions. Saw how much Clara meant to him. He'd give up everything for her. Clara's safety was everything. He wanted to protect her from everything. Including him. Edward.. Man, do I love him. He's one of my favorite characters. I'm hoping we get a book/novella of him. This is a must read. I can not wait for book 3!
"Exactly," Belle said, pulling me from my fantasy. "You're drunk."
"And whose fault is that?"
"I just wanted you to loosen up, but I'm not sure—"
"I am," I interrupted her as we stepped to the front of the line. Behind us, I heard a mix of groans and cursing.
"Miss?" The bouncer crossed his arms, straining the seams of his already strained shirt. He tipped his head to the back of the line. Belle tugged at my arm while a few people whistled behind us.
I searched the man's face for a moment with a raised eyebrow. He was definitely the one that had opened the door for me when I fled from Alexander the night of our formal introduction. "I suppose you don't remember me. It's not wash day."
I smoothed my dress down suggestively and bit my lip for good measure. He studied me for a moment before slowly asking, "A guest of Mr. X?"
"You could say that." I fluttered my lashes, waiting for him to finally place me.
His eyes widened as he reached for the velvet rope that barred entrance to the club. "Of course. I'm sorry. Any guest of Mr. X—"
"I assumed," I purred. Sashaying past him, my hips swaying with my newly found confidence, I paused. "Is he here this evening?"
"I don't think so, Miss..."
"Clara," I corrected him. "Don't forget this time."
"I won't," he promised. His gaze traveled down my form one more time before he sighed and turned back to the line.
Belle grabbed my arm and spun me toward her, staring at me like I was an alien. "What the hell was that?"
"I've been here before," I reminded her.
She continued to gawk at me, but I saw the smirk playing at her lips. "You've never pulled that card before."
"What card?" I asked innocently.
"Don't be coy with me. The Alexander card. Or should I call it the X card?"
I shrugged. "Why shouldn't I pull it? I've had half of my life dug up and printed on the covers of magazines. I might as well skip the line."
"I'm not sure what to think of this new Clara Bishop," Belle said slowly. "Where did she come from?"
"Probably from half a bottle of bourbon," I said truthfully.
"Then let's get you another drink before she disappears." Belle laughed as she dragged me toward the bar. "I think I rather like her."
So did I. I hadn't felt this confident for a long time, but tonight I knew I was sexy and powerful and I wasn't afraid to show it. It could be the liquid courage, but the truth plucked at me from deep in my chest. I'd spent the last ten weeks believing that I'd been wrong about everything that had happened between Alexander and me. That it was all a lie. It wasn't reading his letters that made the difference now. It was knowing the truth. He wanted me. What happened between us had been real—might still be real. I wasn't still that stupid girl falling for a guy like Daniel, who had never cared about me. Although I wasn't sure my taste in men was getting any better.
Of course, Alexander's feelings were still up for debate. Maybe it was the bourbon heating my blood or the subliminal messages in his letters, but I had no doubt that he cared for me.
None of that meant that we could work things out. It just meant that I wasn't crazy. At least, I hoped it did.
Belle handed me a shot and I laughed to see her hair was already sticky on her scalp and her eyeshadow smudged. I probably didn't look much better actually.
"To the new Clara!" she shouted over the pulsing music of the club. I nodded and threw back the shot.
Belle grabbed my shooter and slammed it on the bar before pulling me out to the dance floor.
Brimstone took its name from hell, and it was nearly as hot in here. The floor was packed with a cluster of sweaty bodies fighting to the music, and every few seconds someone would crash into me. I didn't care. Belle and I danced closely together, drawing the attention of more than a few men around us. When a handsome blond pressed against me, circling hips into my backside, I grinded against him, lost to the music. It infected my blood and took control of my body. Belle stayed close, wrapping an arm protectively around my neck. I knew she wanted to let me know she was there if I needed an out, but that was the last thing on my mind. All I wanted to do was dance. I wanted to slip away into the pulsing storm of the music.
I wanted to be free.
How long would that last? I pushed the thought out of my head, refusing to let it affect my mood. The only thing that mattered was this moment, and it was nearly perfect.
It was only missing one thing.
I turned away from Belle and met the eyes of the stranger we were dancing with and waved to him, pushing back against Belle so that we could disappear into the crowd. He raised his hands, giving me a pitiful face, but I shook my head. He wasn't bad looking, but there was no way to pretend anyone could fill the hollow part of me. Suddenly, a hand yanked the man back.
Belle's fingers closed over my arm as Alexander stepped forward and shoved the stranger into the crowd. Before a fight broke out, a suited man appeared and guided the man I'd been dancing with toward the bar. The stranger threw glares over his shoulders but didn't resist.
If it weren't for Belle's fingers digging into my arm, I would have thought I was dreaming. I tugged away from her but didn't move toward him. Alexander and I stood there, separated by barely a breath, and stared each other down. His gaze pierced through me, igniting my already heated blood. Around us, strangers continued to dance and music pounded, but there was only him.
I glanced behind me, breaking eye contact for a precious second to allow myself a clear head. Belle raised her eyebrows and I gave her a reassuring smile. When I turned, he was still there. He wasn't a dream. He was flesh and bone. Blood and heat. Protector and tormentor.
My beautifully flawed X.
I was frozen to the spot. All he had to do was sweep me off my feet and throw me over his shoulder. I wouldn't resist him.
He didn't move. Instead, he extended his hand—a small gesture, but one laced with meaning. He was giving me a choice. I could accept his hand and walk out of here with him. Or I could turn away. But staring into his eyes, his hand outstretched and waiting, I knew the truth.
There was never a choice.
Title: Command Me (The Royals Saga Book #1)
Author: Geneva Lee
Genre: Erotica, Contemporary Romance, BDSM
When he kissed me, I was shocked. He was a stranger and still so familiar. It wasn't until I woke up to my picture splashed on the cover of tabloids that I realized I knew who he was.
Prince Alexander of Cambridge.
Royal bad boy.
Exiled heir to the throne.
He isn't Prince Charming. He's controlling. He's demanding. He's dangerous. And I can't say no to him.
We both have secrets—secrets that could tear us apart or drive us closer together—and as the paparazzi exposes each one, I have to decide just how far I'm willing to go for King and Country.
For readers 18 and up due to mature, erotic scenarios.
**Formerly titled For King and Country**
About The Author:
Geneva Lee prefers fantasy to reality, especially fantasies involving powerful, dangerous, and sexy men. You can find her devouring a good romance while avoiding the laundry and the children. She lives in Seattle with her family.
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