Spotlight, Review & Giveaway: Captive by Brighton Walsh

Captive by Brighton Walsh

Publication Date: March 24, 2015

Genre: New Adult Romance/ Romantic Suspense


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He’s the most dangerous man she’s ever met…and she’s falling in love with him.

Madison Frost is desperate to escape her life. Daughter of a prominent businessman, she has everything a girl could ask for. Except for a family who’s present in her life, and anyone to talk to outside the four walls of the prison she calls home. Madison dreams of one day leaving her life behind. She never thought being kidnapped is how it would happen.

Now she’s being held captive by a man who’s as frightening as he is sinfully gorgeous. Enormous, muscular, and filled with secrets, the man they call Ghost is an enigmatic mercenary, and Madison is trapped with him. She doesn’t know who hired him or why, but the more time she spends at his mercy, the more she realizes he’s not what he seems. Beneath his rough exterior lies an unexpected gentleness and a heart as broken and battered as her own.

But as Madison lets down her walls, Ghost holds tight to his, hiding secrets that could destroy everything.


Reviewed by: Reading in Pajamas/ Cori

4 Stars


Captive wasn’t what I was expecting. It’s a captive/ kidnapper romance but it’s not a dark story. Captive is an emotional love story between two people with completely different yet similar backgrounds. I really enjoyed it. It’s a unique and different storyline with interesting characters. The romance was slow building but when the characters came together it was explosive. I recommend this book for readers looking for a love story that’s unique.

*Review copy provided by St. Martin’s Press in exchange for an honest review.



Captive by Brighton Walsh

His gaze made me nervous, his eyes cold and hard, ice-blue and unrelenting, and I wanted nothing more than to close mine and hide. I couldn’t do that, though. Covering my eyes and pre- tending he couldn’t see me would only leave me blind and vulner- able. I needed to learn everything I could about him, because I had to hope that one day I’d be able to use that information to help the police catch him. I had to hope that someday, I’d be free.
Mustering up all the courage I could, I asked, “Have you ever been to prison?”
“That’s what you’d assume, isn’t it?”
Could he blame me, really? Men like him didn’t frequent the streets of Kenilworth or Evanston. Sure, some of the guys on cam- pus had tattoos, some of them even covering both arms, but this man’s entire persona was so drastically different from any of them— from anyone I’d ever met. He could be stripped of the ink com- pletely, wearing khakis and a polo shirt, and I’d still feel terror in his presence. It wasn’t the trimmings on him, it was him, straight down to his bones.
Without waiting for me to utter another word, he said, “I’m too good at what I do to get caught.”
That was what I was worried about.
The silence hung in the air for a few moments. Even when I wasn’t looking at him, I felt the weight  of his stare on me. Finally finding my voice again, I asked, “What’s your name?”
He raised a single eyebrow at my question, but answered  any- way. “People call me Ghost.”
The way he said it sent a shiver of fear racing up my spine, and I swallowed back the dread that’d crept into my throat. “Why?” His eyes gleamed as he regarded me. “Because they don’t know I’m there till it’s too late.”


Brighton Walsh spent nearly a decade as a professional photographer before deciding to take her storytelling in a different direction and reconnect with her first love: writing. When she’s not pounding away at the keyboard, she’s probably either reading or shopping—maybe even both at once. She lives in the Midwest with her husband and two children, and, yes, she considers forty degrees to be hoodie weather.


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