CAPTURE
A seaside pictures novel
Release Date: August 20, 2015
Losing
your ability to speak at the age of seventeen; it’s not normal or fair.
But
trauma, has a way of throwing normality out the window.
Dani
lives anything but a normal life.
Her
sister is married to one of the biggest names in Hollywood.
Her
best friends are rockstar duo AD2.
And
she has more love around her than most people experience in a lifetime.
But
that doesn't change the fact their parents are dead.
Or
that it's her fault.
It
seems her new normal is being a mute, living on the inside, unable to actually
communicate on the outside.
That
is until Hollywood’s newest heartthrob Lincoln Greene hires her as his
assistant for the summer.
He's
gorgeous, completely unavailable, and unobtainable.
But
that doesn't stop her from wondering...if things were different...would he want
her?
If
she was whole, would he be the other half?
Capture is a hilariously sweet and awwww-inducing read you
should not miss. 
Dani hadn’t talked in a while. She literally can’t talk. She
wasn’t originally mute. After an incident not long after her parent’s death,
she couldn’t voice anything even if she tried. But her brother-in-law forces
her into a summer job. Understanding the he and her sister, Priss, only wants
to help her, she accepts being the assistant of Lincoln, a Hollywood heartthrob.
Lincoln is the typical manwhore. The kind of guy that have a
relationship with women not more than 24 hours. But what happens when he starts
feeling like he needs to work for it for once, like he wants – needs – to capture
a SEVENTEEN-year-old girl, who is awkward as hell and yet still manages to
captivate him. At 22, he had a rough childhood but came out of it strong and
whole, will he be able to resist when Dani, the supposedly mute girl, starts to
utter his name? He even missed her texts full of emojis.
I completely devoured this book. It wasn’t just a sweet and
cool love story of a girl with a really hot Hollywood boyfriend. It was a story
of a girl that lost her voice to trauma trying to find her way back to living
her life then finding her voice again and meeting this gorgeous man.
I forgot the last time I had many laughs for a book. It was
freaking hilarious. Every quips and dialogues had me laughing out loud.
Seriously, all the characters are likable. From over protective “dads” and “big
brothers” to GQ hot men as friends, this couldn’t get any better. The story has
its own darkness to it but it didn’t take over the entire plot. It explored
every relationship of the MC to each and every one of the members of their
gang. I’m kinda jealous with Dani coz she have Demetri, Alec, Zane, Jamyeson,
Pris and many more. There might be a whole lot of cursing and flipping off and anything-but-veiled
threats in this and it completely made it awesomer.
Capture is a hilariously sweet and awwww-inducing read you
should not miss. 
“Finally!” Jaymeson pointed at both of us. “Lincoln, show her to her
mark. Dani, for this scene you’re simply staring at him like you want to eat
him. Think you can do that?”
I nodded.
Any woman could do that.
Most men too.
“Cue music!” Jaymeson called out. “Action.”
A techno mix of AD2’s latest song filled the air as the extras started
dancing around us. I stayed glued to the wall while Lincoln delivered his lines
to Pris, and then he lifted his head, meeting my gaze.
It’s just a movie. It’s just a movie.
The breath left my chest on one slow exhale as he moved toward me, his
body making fluid purposeful movements through the crowd.
My lips parted; my entire body felt heavy as he approached.
He stopped in front of me, his forehead grazing mine as he leaned in a
few inches. Our breath mingled as the music and scene faded around me.
“Cut!” Jaymeson yelled.
Holy crap on a cracker. I almost experienced my first stroke — at
seventeen.
“You okay?” Lincoln’s eyebrows knit together in concern.
I licked the lipstick from my lips and nodded quickly.
Jaymeson approached. “Time for the kiss, remember kissing, not hockey.
Clearly, you were confused earlier.”
Lincoln gritted his teeth and let out a little groan.
I patted his arm and grinned, my way of encouraging him. He seemed to
pale more.
My stomach sank.
Maybe it was me.
I was the problem.
Not the kiss, but me. If he’d had trouble kissing my gorgeous sister, how
was he going to be able to kiss me?
“Hey…” Lincoln cupped my cheek. “… focus on me, nothing else, alright?
It’s only us.”
I nodded.
“You ever been to a party?”
I rolled my eyes.
“Ever made out with a guy at a party that wasn’t your boyfriend?”
I thought about it then slowly shook my head.
“So that’s what this scene is about. It’s about a guy seeing a girl from
across the room and wanting her so badly that he’s willing to cheat on his own
girlfriend for just one taste. Granted, he’s supposedly drunk and high, but
that just takes the romance out of it, doesn’t it?”
He released my cheek and stepped back. “Imagine you’re trying to attract
me, make your body as inviting as possible. Hell, just stand there and look at
me, and you’ll sell it.”
Sell it. I repeated the words in my mind.
I could do that.
Because I wanted him to kiss me.
It made my heart beat faster.
My blood pump harder.
And for the first time since my parents’ death, I was actually excited
about something. Nervous, but excited.
“Okay,” I mouthed.
I must have surprised him again because his eyes darkened, and then he
grinned. “One day, Dani. One day I’m going to hear my name coming from that
gorgeous mouth of yours, and I’m not going to be held responsible for my
actions… damn the consequences.”
My breath hitched.
“Quiet on set! And action!”
There was no warning. Suddenly, Lincoln’s mouth was fused against mine,
no teeth, just his soft lips pushing, prodding, moving slowly back and forth
until his tongue slid through and made contact with mine.
Heart racing, I opened my mouth enough to deepen the kiss as heat washed
over me.
He groaned and dug his fingers into my shoulders then slid his hands down
my back and gripped my butt. I let out a squeak of surprise as I flicked his
tongue with mine.
“Cut!” Jaymeson yelled.
I kept kissing.
So did Lincoln.
His chest brushed roughly against mine; my breasts ached at the sharp
contact. I let out a little hiss at the exact time Linc let out a groan and
nudged his knee between my legs.
“Cut!” Jaymeson yelled again.
Slowly, Lincoln pried himself away from me, chest heaving.
“Good enough,” said Jaymeson.
“No,” Lincoln argued without taking his wild grey eyes off me, “I went
off script. We need to do it again.”
“The hell you do,” someone mumbled. I wasn’t surprised to see Demetri
glaring daggers at Lincoln’s back. Alec was next to Jaymeson, giving him an
earful. I noted the strong tick in his jaw.
“Fine.” Jaymeson waved them both off. “We’ll do it again.”
“Take two, and action!”
This time the kiss was slow, languid in its movements. Hot waves of
pleasure coursed through my body as his tongue slid seductively pass my lips.
His taste, the feel of his mouth was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
Greedily, I moaned, desperate for more of him as I reached for his shirt then
fisting it with my hands and tugging him tighter against my body, wanting more
contact with him. I felt every plane of muscle as he slowly turned us so his
back was semi facing the camera. His knee nudged my legs apart as pressure
increased down the middle of my body. I hadn’t really looked long at the
script, but I was pretty sure that this wasn’t part of it.
Not that I was complaining.
He rocked into me, my back connected with the wall. With a possessive
growl, he nipped my lower lip then started kissing down my neck. Kissing in
public had never been my thing — but maybe that was because I’d never kissed
Lincoln.
I would kiss him anywhere.
All he needed to do was ask.
Body humming with pleasure, I let out a little gasp as his warm lips met
the pulse on my neck. Then his tongue licked where his lips had just been.
His knee rose higher and higher as my body sank onto his; the first
contact of his leg had my body screaming with pleasure — just a little higher,
just a little more.
“Cut!” someone shouted, though it didn’t sound like Jaymeson.
Suddenly, Demetri was pulling Lincoln away from me and glaring daggers at
both of us. “I think you guys got the scene.”
Embarrassed, I looked down, tucking my silky hair behind my ear. Did I
really almost just dry hump Lincoln Greene’s leg? In front of about twenty
people, including my sister?
“You sure?” Lincoln asked, voice hoarse. I glanced up at him, his chest
was heaving with exertion, his lips swollen. “Because I could have sworn I
messed up my lines.”
“There are no lines, you bastard,” Demetri muttered under his breath.
“Damn it!” Jaymeson shouted. “Hey, guys, I’m going to need you to shoot
it one more time. Remember, Lincoln, you’re supposed to proposition her.”
Lincoln grinned smugly at Demetri.
Demetri didn’t move.
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