

Title: Captivated
Author: Sarah Mäkelä
Genre: Erotic Fantasy Romance, Paranormal
Publisher: Total-e-Bound Publishing
Format: Ebook
Length: 60 pages
Purchase: Total-e-Bound
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Book Description:
After her family was killed
by a dark elf, mercenary Honora Butler’s purpose is the disposal of wicked
faeries, elves, and other Unseelie beings, but she’ll find herself questioning
her mission when she meets Brennan, a dark elf who doesn’t conform to what she
believed his kind were like.
Brennan O’Niall doesn’t know
what it is about Honora that makes him crave her, but he wants to find out.
However, when she’s charged with the murder of a friend, he’ll have to discover
the truth and decide just how much she means to him.
I really liked Captivated by Sarah Mäkelä. It was my first
book by her but it will not be my last.
Captivated takes you
through the
meeting of Honora and Brennan quickly but does not skimp on plot and background
details, even with the books short length.
Filled with some action, magic, Fae of the Unseelie
Court , a Mercenary Guild and some hot sex scenes
between our two main characters Captivated draws you into a world of magic that
leaves you wanting more! I am very interested to learn if Sarah Mäkelä has any other books set in this world.
I would recommend Captivated to anyone looking for a good
paranormal erotic romance read.
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author/publisher/tour site; this in no way influenced my review, all opinions
are 100% honest and my own.
Gritting her teeth, Honora Butler
sneaked farther into the dark, snowy forest. Danger lurked within the shadows,
and she would kill or be killed. Death didn’t intimidate her anymore. She knew
it too well.
Everyone she’d loved had
been taken from her.
Snow crunched beneath the
soles of her knee-high leather boots. When she was young, the Mercenary Guild
had taken her in. They’d seen her abilities and her determination. They’d
trained her, given her a chance when she’d wanted only to die, and now she did
what she bloody well could to make sure the dark beings of the Unseelie Court hurt no one else.
A horrified scream erupted
ahead, beckoning her deeper into the forest. It had to have been caused by her
prey. Picking up her pace, she pulled a throwing knife from its sheath. Her
magic surged into the blade, filling it with power and making the metal
white—hot.
The trees broke into a
clearing. The cause of the cries stood in the dirt road. A woman cowered on the
ground while a short, stocky man dressed in blood red with a matching hat sneered
at her. He looked to be having far too good a time.
"I have a husband and
kids. Please, don’t hurt me," the woman whimpered. "My
master…he’ll—"
The Fear Dearg snorted and
crossed his arms in front of him. He stared down his crooked nose at the terrified
woman as if pondering what to do first.
Honora doubted the woman was
in immediate danger. The Red Man mostly engaged in cruel pranks on those he
sought, but that wouldn’t stop her from killing him. Her mission in life was to
rid the world of malevolence.
She slid from the trees,
taking one quiet step after another. "Na dean maggadh fum," she said.
Those words, ‘do not mock me’, were the best chance she had to take him down
without a problem.
The Fear Dearg jerked his
gaze to Honora. His lips curled back into a snarl at the interruption. "So
be it. Now go on. Get out of here. Can’t you see I’m busy?" He stared at
her blankly, waiting. "What? You want my favour and prosperity? Wait for
your turn."
Just like that, he returned
his focus to the woman. He grabbed at her dress.
With a snap of her wrist,
Honora sent the throwing knife sailing through the air. A wash of blood arced
in a thick spray as the Fear Dearg collapsed, the knife lodged in his head.
Shrieking, the woman
scurried backwards from the corpse. Her eyes were wide and horrified at the
sight of the dead faerie. "What have you done?" she asked, glancing
Honora’s way. Shaking her head, she picked up her large basket with foodstuffs
that lay on its side. Most of the food had fallen out, but the woman didn’t
bother gathering it. She took the basket, then ran off down the dirt road.
What had that been about?
Honora watched the woman
until she disappeared around the curve of the path. She walked over to the dead
Red Man then tugged her blade out of his skull. It came away easily, blood
dripping off it in great crimson drops. She wiped it clean on his jacket before
tucking the knife back in its sheath.
Her stomach rumbled. On the
ground was an unsoiled loaf of bread from the woman’s fallen food. She stripped
off her bloody gloves and crouched. She brushed off a few leaves then tore a
piece from it and lifted it to her lips.
In the distance, she heard a
faint noise like that of a large flock of birds beating their wings. That
couldn’t be right. Birds weren’t typically active at night there. Yet the sound
grew louder.
The sudden realisation of
what it was punched her in the gut. She dropped the bread and raced after the
woman. Honora needed to find the safety of shelter. She couldn’t be out here
when the Sluagh—restless spirits of the dead—flew over. What they did was worse
than death. They captured their victims’ souls.
Behind her, the cries became
impossibly louder. She didn’t have much time at all. She had yet to spot any
homes or places to hide and knew if she were spotted she would be connected
with the murder of the Fear Dearg, and hunted. She wouldn’t be safe unless she
found somewhere soon.
Chancing a look over her
shoulder, she saw a horrible black mass darken the sky. Screams of their victims
filled her ears then. They were close. She caught sight of an elegant manor off
to the left.
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Captivated sounds really good!
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