Never underestimate the power of a
book review. I had just come off my Caleb high after reading CJ Roberts’s Captive
in the Dark and Seduced in the Dark and started my hunt for another book in the
captive sub-genre. I found a few, and they were okay, but they just didn’t do
it for me the way Caleb had. The captors would turn out to be good guys that
had been “forced” to kidnap the heroin of the story, or they would fall in love
way too quickly without showing the transition in the relationship, the turning
point when the captor starts to change from enemy to hero.
I was about to give up, but then I
noticed a book that CJ Roberts herself had reviewed. It was a book by a lady
with a name I had never heard before. Aleatha Romig. So I read CJ’s review (you
can see that review here) and it gave me hope. Had I finally found a book that
would make my non-consensual loving little heart beat once again?
Let me begin by saying that the
reason it was important for me to lead into this review by mentioning CJ’s part
in my find is because I have been sorely disappointed before. A book would be
advertised as a super-hot, raunchy, graphic love-scene baring story, but then
when it would finally heat up and get to the “good stuff”, it would—what we
call in the editing world—fade to black. Making this chick NOT. A. HAPPY.
CAMPER! But in CJ’s review, she started out by warning everyone that if they
were looking for a book just like hers, with all the explicit, fully-detailed,
and vivid sex, then this was not it. But
she went on to say that even though it didn’t, the book was still amazing.
If I had went into Consequences not
having been informed about this, I probably would have been my usual pissed-off
self when I discover that a book doesn’t have my raunchy nooky in it. BUT
WAIT!!! I swallowed down the anxiousness of wanting to read my lady-porn and
gave it a go. And man, am I glad I did! There may not be the ten-page-long love
scenes describing every detail from their spit swappage to their eye-crossing
climax, but you definitely are given enough to know exactly what is going on.
But
enough about the smut (GASP!! Yes, I just said that…)
I’ve noticed that since the
invention of the e-reader, a ton of the books being released these days have
become shorter and shorter. Aleatha gives us a book that is NO JOKE. We’re
talking about a book in print-version that could give someone a concussion. Why
was I okay with the love scenes not being so explicit? Because the story itself
was freaking AWESOME! Tony is a captor
like no other. He’s my favorite kind of man to read—gajillionaire, businessman,
hot alpha-male who takes what he wants…and in this case…even if it’s
non-consensual. But if you ask Tony what he thinks about something he does to
Claire being “non-consensual”, he’d tell you that their contract says
otherwise. And if you tried to argue, he’d kick your ass.
And what is a sexyfied, delicious
alpha-male good for, unless he has a beautiful and amazing chick to go along
with him? Claire is a classically beautiful, sweet, charming, book-loving,
smart-as-hell, out-of-work meteorologist who’s paying the bills by bartending.
For all she knows, the yummy stranger in the power-suit is just stopping in for
a drink after work. Little does she know that he’s already learned every detail
about her before he even walks into the bar.
No spoilers from this gal, as
always. Just trust me when I tell you, this is a story in the captive sub-genre
like no other. Five VERY INTENSE, jaw-dropping, oh-no-the-hell-he-just-di’in,
that-lucky-bitch, kidnap-me-PLEASE stars!
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