Wednesday, October 30, 2013

*BLOG TOUR* "Madeleine, Abducted" by M. S. Willis


She was meant to be his destruction…

A pawn played in a perilous game between 

father and son…
Yet, her strength was more than either 
man could imagine. 
As Maddy learns to save herself… 
She becomes the one thing that could 
set the son free.

Madeleine Clark was raised to become a concert cellist. Sheltered and naïve, she remains hidden behind her music, a protection from the world around her. On the night of her first solo performance, Maddy accepts the admiration of a stranger and finds herself captive in a cruel and twisted power struggle between a sadistic father and his son, Aaron.

Seemingly dangerous and uncaring, Aaron manages the business operations of his father’s estate. Wanting nothing to do with the slaves kept at the Estate, Aaron refuses to take part in the deeper depravities of his father. Despite his resistance, Aaron’s father ‘gifts’ him with a petite, brunette woman he can’t refuse. 

A bond forged in conspiracy and deceit, Aaron struggles to save Maddy by teaching her to survive in the world in which he’d been raised. An unlikely union, Aaron soon learns that great strengths can exist within small packages, while Madeleine learns that love and light can exist in the darkest of places.



Have you read dark books before? Yeah? I promise you, they were fluffy kittens, and newborn puppies compared to "Madeleine, Abducted". This book was the type of dark that twists you up inside. My heart hurt. My stomach hurt. My brain hurt. I put the book down. Then I picked it up again, 2 minutes later. I LOVED this book. I loved this book so much, that I finished it 4 days ago, and I am just writing this review now. Why? Because I needed to let it sink in, just a little bit more.
Never in my life has my entire being been so affected by a book. 

"Her name is Madeleine Clark, and when she was abducted, she was not only dragged into hell...

She took over."

^ That little gem right there, is in the ONE PAGE prologue. That one line STILL gives me chills. I was hooked, literally, from page one. 

Madeleine, the concert cellist, the quiet one, the recluse, the girl you want to hug. Behind that quiet little mouse, is a bad-ass bitch waiting to break through. A girl with balls of steel and almost too levelheaded for her own good. 

"She would never be used to those words; slave, master, belong; she was now property and nothing more."

Aaron, thrown into a role he would do anything to avoid. Fighting against the life he was handed. Forced to be a person that disgusts him. But, what other life does he know?

"He was the kind of monster that you didn't see coming; his demeanor refined and calm so that there was no visual warning of the evil lurking within."

However, Madeleine and Aaron both of the same goals in mind. A bond is formed, but not quickly, and not easily. There are still games to play, appearances to keep up with. All of which comes with a certain amount of training, that is unavoidable. 

"His heart constricted at the thought that he would end up breaking her, possibly ruining the very thing that had brought him comfort in the unending nightmare he called life." 

Xander, Aaron's body guard/best friend, plays a huge role in this plan as well. I loved Xander from his first introduction. He too has a horrifying story, which I am excited to hear more about in "Hope Restrained". But between the three of them, The Estate will never be the same.

"Madeleine, Abducted" is a tortured and beautiful story. Not one aspect of this book went the way I assumed it would. As usual, M. S. Willis' writing is phenomenal. She has such a way with words, that even while you are reading of the torture, the death, the sorrow, you still find some sort of beauty in it. By knowing the characters through and through, you feel like you are in their heads, you know their thoughts, and it makes the hardest parts of this book just a bit easier to stomach.

I honestly, cannot express how incredible this book was. Read it. Read it, like yesterday.  Just expect to feel like you have been cut open, torn apart, and slowly, oh so slowly, put back together, in the best way possible.

Favorite Quote:

"Dream of me, Maddy. See me as I want to be; not the nightmare who torments you, but the devoted and mystified man who worships at your feet."



          Finding her voice, Maddy spoke out of turn, not thinking about the repercussions her words could elicit.  “I would prefer you call me by my name.”  She peaked up at him through her lashes.  “Maddy, I would prefer that you call me Maddy.”

            Aaron stopped with his bare back turned to her, taking several minutes to finally respond, he asked, “What makes you think you are allowed to ask that?  If I wanted, I could call you slave…”  He turned to face her, the contours of chest perfectly shadowed, his strength unquestionable.  “…or whore.”  His swagger was slow as he approached her, a hunter skilled in pursuit.  “Would you prefer those names to ‘Mouse’?”

            Sucking her bottom lip between her teeth, Maddy fidgeted with her hands, refusing to look Aaron in the eyes.  She could feel his gaze touching her skin, his perusal of the woman barely half his size.  The heat of his body rolled off of him as he circled her.  It was the feeling of a soft blanket and lustful threat wrapped around her at the same time.  When the deep resonation of his voice occurred again, she cringed, fearing he would strike out at her for the incorrect answer.  “Why do you dislike the name I have given you?”

            Continuing to fidget, Maddy trained her eyes on her feet, not daring to look up into the endless green she knew stared down at her.  Gripping her under her chin, Aaron pulled her face up to look at him, his eyes searching hers for the answer to his question.  “You will speak when I tell you.”  Dropping his hand from her face, he took a step back placing distance between them.  “Now answer me.”

            Her heart pounded against the walls of her chest, her throat constricted, making it difficult for her to breath.  Fear consumed her as she stood in the shadow of the man who’d taken at least two lives that day.  Barely a whisper, her voice squeaked out the answer to his question. “Because a mouse is a furry little rodent, something detested.”

            Aaron stood thoughtful and silent above her.  When he didn’t respond, Maddy quietly added, “I guess it’s better than Xander’s name for me.”

            Laughter bellowed out, causing the toned muscles of Aaron’s broad chest to flex and relax before her eyes.  The sound of his amusement so real, it caused her to want to smile in response to seeing a piece of his mask falling away, revealing parts of him not witnessed by many people.  Containing himself, Aaron’s eyes sparkled as he asked, “And what, exactly, is Xander’s name for you?”

            A scowl creased the fine skin between her eyes, her mouth pulled into the pout of a sulking child.  “He calls me ‘cricket’…an insect.  It’s odd that you both refer to me as nothing more than a common household pest.”

            Aaron’s smile faltered as he looked down upon the beautiful girl who didn’t fully understand her role.  “No, Madeleine, you are not a common household pest…”

            Maddy looked up at him, anticipating what he would say next.

            For a fleeting second, he looked genuinely amused, but his expression was quickly replaced with indifference and contempt as he stated, “you are lower than even a pest in your role as a slave.”


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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