Lucian Bane's inner Dom is out of control and hungry for things he can't name. When he signs up for Dom Wars, he meets Tara who is naive to the BDSM world. Her
reckless dominance and puritan heart fascinate him. But when he discovers the pain in her past, it unleashes his true Dom within.
Review by Brittany
I had heard so much about this book before I finally got the chance to read it. It definitely lived up to the hype. This book was amazing!
Lucian Bane is a freelance journalist and former Dom. When he reads an ad in the paper for a reality show audition to find the world’s top Dom, he only needed the prospect of winning one million dollars to seal the deal for him.
Tara finds herself in line to audition for Dom Wars. She’s determined to win this million dollars so she can help her sick grandmother return home to her. Tara is her “own Dom”. Naïve and scared, she meets Lucian in line and they end up making a deal to help each other win.
When they make it into the final five couples, they face certain challenges. They both have a chance to Dom and submit, and let’s face it, Tara can’t do either. Can they each work together to win this million dollars?
I loved this book. I was so into it that I didn’t realize I was reaching the end. I go to turn the page and it alerts me that I had finished. The last time I had checked my progress I had been about 37%. I never not check my progress!!
Lucian Bane is the actual writer of this book. He does a wonderful job of telling the story of him and Tara and how he finally found the “more” he had been searching for these past few years.
This book was short, but is followed by Dom Wars Round Two. I am already entangled in the pages of that one. Lucian is not just a wonderful writer, but a wonderful person. I follow him on Facebook and love his status updates. He cares for women, he wants to protect them. Just because he’s a Dom doesn’t mean he wants to harm women, as he goes into detail in Dom Wars Round One.
Five stars from me, Lucian! Can’t wait to finish the next one!
About Lucian Bane
I'm an Ineffable Dom. That just means, do yourself a favor and please don't try to describe me or fit me into your categories. Complicated Dom, Intricate Dom, Confounding Dom work too.
I love very much the soft side of a woman. Not just her body, but everything on the inside-- her passion, her intelligence, her convictions, her delicate tenderness. But the one fetish that might be a part of what makes me an Ineffable Dom is that I love her strengths. I love a woman that isn’t afraid to look me in the eyes and say ‘make me’. But I need it to be real, not staged, not pretended. She has to be a fighter at her core the way I’m a Dom at my core. I want an equal that is willing to come hard against me in every sense of the word, exhaust me. I want her so deep inside me that we’re lost in each other. I want her to never doubt that I will always use my power to adore her, protect her, liberate her. I don’t want a woman I can break, or overpower, or exercise my dominance over, I want a woman I can come undone with. I want a woman I can jump off the cliff with into that abyss of holy hell, this is beyond me, beyond my control. The greatest fear of most people is losing themselves or unravelling their roots. My greatest fear is not finding a woman I can take that plunge with. Yes, it’s a huge risk. That’s the yin and the yang of it. And while the risk titillates my Dom, it’s the ineffable fruit of that risk that moves him. He knows he has to have it. He knows he’s supposed to have. And he’s prepared to dominate for it.
I think there are many men like myself, and I hope my writing will be a map for them. A map for women as well, to let them know Doms like this exist. I’d like to call them out of the woodwork. Help men join with their natural inner Doms in a way that I think is one of the most fulfilling experiences there are. I want to challenge them all to go for the complete power exchange with a woman, but don’t be a coward and not give the same that they demand or expect. And consider that when you give one hundred percent of yourself to a person, there is no more of you to give away. You now belong to them the way they belong to you.
Inner Doms are dogs that need a master to train them. I once bowed to my Dom's reckless and tireless desires, but when I gained control, he bowed to my will. The transformation made me into what I am today. What many would call an Ineffable Dom. But its equal term in the Vanilla world, in my opinion, is a real man.