For the fantastic banter, the perfect match between two opposites, and the intensity of their feelings (and the hot sex, duh), I can’t recommend this book enough and it’s releasing in less than 2 weeks!
Secret aspiring comedian Autumn Reynolds is a girl gone…not wild exactly. More like lazy. Since her boyfriend abandoned her in New York City for a bunch of improv groupies she’s had two priorities; sucking the nitrous out of whipped cream cans and making sex comics about her mysterious landlord.
Blake hates people—and sunlight—with good reason. Imagine his surprise when he finds himself lusting after his upstairs tenant, a sunny, Australian people pleaser down on her luck. Turns out his ability to terrify with a single scowl comes with an advantage. Autumn seems to like it. A lot. As evidenced by the prisoner-captive comic Blake was never meant to see.
As they embark on a three-date arrangement the rules are clear; filthy, ground breaking sex, no feelings or commitment required. When chemistry is this strong, though, attachment follows. As Blake and Autumn attempt to negotiate their New York romance, their prior histories and secret dreams come to the foreground. How long can these polar opposites remain Captivated, when all signs point to disaster?
Author : Tessa Bailey and Eve Dangerfield
Title : Captivated
Number of pages : 200
Publisher : Dangerbailey
Release Date : June 11th 2018
Genre : Erotica.
So there is steamy contemporary romance… and then there’s Tessa Bailey and Eve Dangerfield level of… filth.
This book is HOT. So hot it’ll certainly burn your grabby little hands.
I had to put it on hold at some point yesterday because… I couldn’t read through a scene in a public place without physically giving clues about what was within my hands. Blushing, squirming, giving furtives glances around because I was sure everyone KNEW how dirty my book was!
Although I’m pretty sure I can be stealthy enough and read with my erotica with stone cold face, in reality reading this one felt a lot like this :
Camille (The Angry Reader) and I both read it and laughed our asses off. And the reason she didn’t pull the book out at work was not because it was smoking hot but because she couldn’t stop laughing. Out loud. Repeatedly.
The heroine is deliciously skittles and the irreverence tinting her POV made her my favorite thing in the book. I challenge you to read Autumn’s POv and not die of laughter!
The hero is a perfect contrast to her sunny personality : stern, brooding, rough but with a sweet, caring side to him he’s scarcely and unintentionally revealing through the simplest gestures and acts, even throughout their roleplay. He was really perceptive and aware of her needs, he was a pleasure to read. A legend!
He was doing this to her, he was giving this to her. What a fucking legend.
Autumn is a 20 something Aussie expat in New york who followed her boyfriend to support him in his endeavors to become a stand-up comedian. Turned out, he was a total cunt and cheated on her.
Autumn’s work visa expiring soon, she needs ot figure out if New York still holds reasons for her to stay… or go home.
The reason could well enough be The Landlord with a scowl of gold. An awkward incident led Autumn to give him a very graphic picture of him… starring her darkest taboo fantasies. Who could have known the young bubbly tenant from the third floor had the such inclinations? A deal is made between Blake The Landlord and Autumn to explore their kink together.
I don’t want to say too much, but I simply adored the humor throughout the book, and even if sometimes for me, the sex could be little too much (the kink they’re both exploring is considered taboo—I personally think it’s hot AF— there was the matter of ‘role play name calling’ that through me off a little.)
I’m saying this but it’s a really minor detail and didn’t stop me to devour the book and wish for more.
There’s a quote in the book about the heroine being all “dicked out”, I guess what I felt was all sexed out! Tessa Bailey + Eve Dangerfield are too powerful a combo for this romance reader!
For the fantastic banter, the perfect match between two opposites, and the intensity of their feelings, I can’t recommend this book enough and it’s releasing next month!
Her landlord couldn’t talk a worth damn but god he could kiss.
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What a perfect combination of steamy, funny and sweet. This book was wonderful!
What a perfect combination of steamy, funny and sweet. This book was wonderful!
Maybe i don’t want everyone to know that the boyfriend everyone thought was way too charming and hot for me cheated and the widely acknowledged best city on earth smashed me into the ground like a tent peg.
I laughed so hard in the first 10% of this book as we joined Autumn in the reverb of her world falling apart. She was perfectly sarcastic and mopey and adorable and the hottest little mess. Enter Blake – recalcitrant, broody and dark – he thinks Autumn all that’s bright and good. Even when she doesn’t think so herself.
Autumn still wasn’t sure if The Landlord was hot or not. The entire time he’d led her and Ian around their new home, his face had been scrunched into a perma-scowl, as though the only thing he hated more than his job was newly migrated Australians with comedic aspirations.
Two messy, awkward people with a kink stumble through the jungle of their feelings, and i was honored to be along for the ride. In a lot of romances i like one character better. While Blake and Autie couldn’t have been more different i adored what each brought to the table.
There was fabulous humor, surprising depth, a non-aggravating drama-moment, perfect side characters and intense sex. I’m not gonna throw around terms like “perfect contemporary romance, “but..ahem… Read it!
You made me want to be in the sun again. You made me want to be the one who..gave you the sun.
“Captivated” by Tessa Bailey & Eve Dangerfield. ©
Excerpt “Captivated” by Tessa Bailey and Eve Dangerfield. © – all right reserved
“Ms. Reynolds, you were telling me why you chose to draw me into your sex-picture.”
Several beats passed as her gaze dipped to his bare chest and traveled the length of him, top to
bottom, side to side. “I really hope you won’t be offended, but you’re rather large and spectacularly
intimidating and I’ve always had a-a…wish.” Her chest rose and plummeted, her words puffing out like
little gusts. “A fantasy, really. To be jailed. Kept prisoner. Your likeness is sort of reminiscent of someone
who could—not would, just could—do that to me.”
The blood running through his body rose a thousand degrees in temperature. “It turns you on. The
idea of me holding you captive.”
She crossed her arms over her chest, but not before he caught sight of her stiff nipples poking
through her t-shirt. “I guess you could say that. But—”
“Do we fuck, Ms. Reynolds? In that little head of yours?”
A squeak left Autumn and he watched as her thighs pressed together. “Um, maybe? I mean yes.
Regularly, I’m afraid.”
Unbelievable. They’d barely exchanged a word since she moved in, yet they’d been mentally
screwing each other’s brains out from two floors away. “Do you still want to know the face I made when
I saw the drawing?”
“No. I mean yes. I mean…it was a good face, right?”
Blake advanced on her, cataloguing everything. The way she backed up, then steeled her spine and
attempted to hold her ground. The way she shivered and glanced at the door. Her very real apprehension
forced him to make a decision. “Go home.”
Her expression was the physical embodiment of a record scratch. “Wait. What?”
“Go home, Fun-Size.” He took the drawing out of his pocket and offered it to her. “I don’t hold
scared little girls prisoner, even if I look like I do.”
Tessa Bailey is originally from Carlsbad, California. The day after high school graduation, she packed her yearbook, ripped jeans and laptop, driving cross-country to New York City in under four days.
Her most valuable life experiences were learned thereafter while waitressing at K-Dees, a Manhattan pub owned by her uncle. Inside those four walls, she met her husband, best friend and discovered the magic of classic rock, managing to put herself through Kingsborough Community College and the English program at Pace University at the same time. Several stunted attempts to enter the work force as a journalist followed, but romance writing continued to demand her attention.
She now lives in Long Island, New York with her husband of ten years and six-year-old daughter. Although she is severely sleep-deprived, she is incredibly happy to be living her dream of writing about people falling in love.
Eve Dangerfield has loved romance novels ever since she first started swiping her grandmother’s paperbacks. Now she writes her own unapologetically sexy tales about complex young women and gorgeous-but-slightly-tortured men. Eve currently lives in Melbourne with her sister and a zen-like rabbit named Billy. When she’s not writing she can usually be found drinking, dancing or making a mess. Often all at once. Calling her an author will get you kissed*
*circumstances are subject to change.