Her kidnapper is rough, dangerous...and the best sex she ever had.
Evelyn is trapped in an unhappy marriage with Jack Moorland, the impotent heir to a software fortune. Her husband treats her with nothing but contempt, but Evelyn lacks the confidence to leave him—and he has no intention of letting her go.
Then one fateful night, she accidentally trades her prison for another when she catches an intruder in the act and he takes her captive to make his getaway.
Her kidnapper, the rough-mannered Hal, terrifies her at first. But when she realizes this intimidating stranger treats her better than her so-called husband...and he has feelings for her...Evelyn's resentment turns into desire. Hal was supposed to hold her hostage only until he was sure of his escape...but after things turn steamy between the kidnapper and his victim, will he ever want to release her?
"I made the mistake of starting His Hostage late at night. I couldn't put it down, so I went to bed much later than I had intended." -Pointedly Blunt Reviews
Note to reader: This is a standalone erotic romance novel. The story contains action movie level violence and raunchy sex scenes between the main characters, anal play included. Recommended for mature readers.
Length: approximately 63k words
I got the idea for this story from an email conversation with a friend. We were talking about instalove in romances and how quickly some couples fall in love - sometimes just over a long weekend. It was nothing but a fun talk, but it got me thinking if I could write a fast romance in very unlikely circumstances (say, a kidnapping) and yet make it credible. The main characters Evelyn and Hal popped into my head. It was supposed to be just a quick writing exercise between other projects and I called it The Long Weekend of Evelyn Moorland. But then I got swept away by the characters and I turned ambitious. I wanted to turn this into a book and publish it. I'll go into the production details some other time...let's just say that it took over nine months of rewriting, more than fifteen beta readers, a professional editor, and a nervous breakdown (or a close one) before my first proper manuscript was in publishable shape.