Published by Berkley
Published on March 1st 2016
Genres: Adult, Erotic Romance, Romance
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New York Times bestselling author Jasinda Wilder presents the second darkly seductive novel starring the mysterious Madame X.
Everything Madame X has ever known is contained within the four walls of the penthouse owned by her lover, her keeper, the man who controls her every move and dominates her desires. While Caleb owns her body, someone else has touched her soul. X’s awakening at the hands of Logan’s raw, honest masculinity has led her down a new path, one that is as exciting as it is terrifying.
But Caleb’s need to own her completely knows no bounds, and he isn’t about to let her go. Not without a fight that could destroy them all…
This book made me feel EXPOSED! How come? I just can’t…
Jasinda Wilder and Madame X are ruining me and my social life. I hesitated at first when I started reading Madame X; I didn’t know what I was getting into, and I had zero expectations. But here I am, open mouthed and totally blown away.
What do you do if you are stripped away from everything? When you are forced to start over. No memory, no identity, erased past, troubled present and an unseen future. Is it a blessing or curse?
One more time we’re thrown into Madame X’s life. Tangled in Caleb Indigo’s web and trying to figure out Logan.
Love is a painful emotion, I’m realizing. It cracks open the walls around my heart. Demands honesty of me. Courage. Vulnerability. Humility. It is not a light, frilly, easy, storybook thing, where the hero and his lady can ride off into the sunset together. The lady must be a warrior as well, willing to face the darkness with him; she must be brave enough to face the demons and dragons alongside her hero if she wishes to see sunrise, let alone the sunset.
I return with you, despite knowing that I cannot trust you. That you are lying, that you are keeping truth from me. That you are manipulating me into staying. I go with you, because I am addicted.
It’s only as meaningful as you make it. It only means something if you do something with it. Identity is what you make of it, X, Isabel, whatever you want to call yourself. And that’s really it, isn’t it? What you want to call yourself. Who you want to be. All of us are looking for our identity, aren’t we? I mean, we grow up, we spend our lives searching for meaning, for substance. To matter. That’s why people drink, or do drugs, or gamble, or get tattoos all over their bodies, or make art, or play music in a band, or write books, or sleep with a different person every night. To figure out who they are. For some people, their identity is rooted in their history.
Madame X, will make you feel more and be thankful for your memory/identity.
Logan, will make you swoon and smile. Try not to fall in love with him.
Caleb, will make you doubt yourself and will get you dizzy with his secrets and mood swings.
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