Release Blitz (Book Review, Excerpt & Giveaway): Takedown Teague by Shay Savage



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Title: Takedown Teague (Caged ##1)
Author: Shay Savage
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Length: 416 pages
Rating: 4.5 stars


This is not made for TV. This is the raw, brutal underground of no-holds-barred combat. Inside the cage there is nothing but me and the pain I inflict on those who dare enter. In the cage, I never have to worry about anyone but myself. Yet, when she began standing outside of the cage, everything changed. I was no longer fighting for the money or the glory – I was fighting for her.

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This book was all kinds of unexpected.

I’ve read a couple of Shay’s romantic suspense books (Evan Arden Series and the Bastian series), and this being a contemporary romance, I felt it to be a bit tamer, despite the caged fighting theme.  Liam “Takedown” Teague was such an interesting character.  He initially comes off like a hard ass, with the fighting/protector role.  And yes, he had a bit of a temper.  But there’s this other sweet side that was so endearing.

After saving Tria Lynn from some street thugs, the two, who turn out to be neighbors, develop an odd friendship.  Told solely from Teague’s POV, we know how deep this attraction is to her, but I couldn’t get a sense for how she felt about him.  Other than the attraction we know that Teague is absolutely terrified of Tria’s purse, which seems to be like a bottomless pit.  I was cracking up at all of the various names he called this accessory, but sadly wasn’t able to highlight all of them (took me awhile to realize this was a theme – guess I’m slow).  Anywho, these were just some of the hilarious monikers for her bag:

Beast Bag
Medusa’s Moneybag
Black Hole
Chewbacca’s Carry-on
Colossus’s Rucksack
Great Bag of China

See what I mean?  Hilarious.

Both are guarded for various reasons, so it takes some time for them to open up.  When they do the judgements fly.  Tria is from a very small community with a very strange way of life – I’ll get to that later.  Teague is still a puzzle for me.  He only reveals things in small doses and seems to have left a lot out, hopefully to be revealed in book 2.  What we do learn is that despite his poverty level status presently, he comes from a sickeningly wealthy family.  We also know that he left home at the age of 17 without a backward glance.  Why he left is only partially revealed, but I won’t mention it to avoid spoilers.  All I can say is that I’m dying to learn more.  Then there is the ticking time bomb in his drawer, an addiction from his past that despite being clear of for several years, seems like a looming threat.

If you are expecting a lot of sex, think again.  The most action this book gets is with Teague and his moody cock.  He said it, not me, lol.  But there is the beginnings of a romance, which is all kinds of sweet.

I managed to keep my balls by not making meowing sounds right at that moment.

Ok, mostly sweet.

What was most interesting about this story, was the road trip the two take to her hometown of Beals.  I’m not sure if these types of places really exist, but the place reminds me of an island called Tangier, off of Maryland.   While Tangier is a bit of a tourist destination since it is slowly sinking, what draws the comparison would be how everyone on the island seems to be related. . . . Yeah, that.  Are you picking up what I’m putting down?

The two travel to the town to help her friend Nikki who is trying to have a baby.  How she will go about doing that . . . I can’t even . . . I think I read about the last 15% of the book just like this:

I’m not sure where this story is leading.  I’m so freaking disturbed by the event about to take place, but like a car wreck, I’m dying to see what happens.  There are so many potential directions this story will go.  The budding romance.  Teague’s past.  The crazy situation of Beals.  The author has built a very unpredictable story, hooking me in and begging for more.

*An ARC was provided for an honest review.



“Are you just stupid?” I probably would have gone on, but she wrapped her arms around herself and glared up at me.

“Stop yelling at me!” she screamed.  She turned away, but I saw her reach up with the back of her hand to swoop underneath her eyes.


I turned slightly away from her and practically bit down on my tongue to keep myself from saying anything else.  I brought my fisted hands up against my stomach and tried to pull the tension inside of myself, work through it, and calm down.  I could hear her crying combined with choked breaths and sniffles.

“Fuck,” I mumbled under my breath.  I was starting to come off the fighting high I had been on—the tears might have helped with that—and my stomach felt tight.

After three long, deep breaths, I looked back to the girl on the ground and saw her frantically rubbing at her eyes and cheeks.  She didn’t look at me as she reached out and pulled her mostly empty bag close to her.  She looked inside and then looked around her at all her things on the ground.

“Sorry,” I mumbled.  I wasn’t all that great at apologies, and I figured now wasn’t going to be much different.  I’d obviously upset her with all my shitty comments, though.  “I didn’t mean to…I just…”

I stopped talking.  I didn’t know what to say, and I felt bad about yelling at her.  She looked at me all red-eyed with tears staining her cheeks.

“Just don’t do that shit anymore.”  I let out a big sigh.

She nodded once and then reached out to grab something off the ground near her and shoved it back into the bag.  From the amount of stuff scattered all over the street, my estimate on the size of the so-called purse wasn’t too far off.  There was an umbrella, a little flashlight, a bunch of tubes and bottles, and at least a half dozen pens.  As I looked around some more, I saw a small notebook, a paperback book, keys, a bottle of hand lotion that was nowhere near travel sized, a stack of tissues wrapped up in a Ziploc bag, two sets of earbuds, and a checkbook.  There was also a whole pile of ponytail holders, bobby pins, and those little hair-holder-things that looked like teeth.

There was shit from her bag from one side of the fucking street to the other.

She started crawling around, gathering it all up, and cramming it back inside, which gave me a fabulous view of her ass in the short-shorts style waitress uniform the place up the street usually demanded.  I could kind of see how she might have thought she could use the bag as a weapon—there had been more stuff in there than really should have been able to fit.  I looked around on the ground to see if there was an actual kitchen sink, or at least part of one, but I didn’t see anything metal.  There was something that looked like a small rock, though.

“How do you even carry that thing around?” I asked.


“That…that purse-bag-thingy there,” I said, pointing and shaking my finger at it.  I wouldn’t have admitted it, but the whole idea of the thing scared me, and I wasn’t sure why.  I felt like if I got too close to it I might get sucked in, never to be seen again.  “It’s insane.”

Her eyes became little slits as she looked up to me.

“There is nothing wrong with my purse!” she growled.

“It’s huge,” I said.

“It has everything I need in it.”

“It has everything you and ten of your friends could need for a week,” I replied with a laugh.  “I know there are people who carry Chihuahuas in their purse, but you could fit a Dane in there.”


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Shay Savage lives in Cincinnati, Ohio with her family and a variety of household pets. She is an accomplished public speaker, and holds the rank of Distinguished Toastmaster from Toastmasters International. When not writing, she enjoys science fiction movies, masquerading as a zombie, is a HUGE Star Wars fan, and member of the 501st Legion of Stormtroopers. When the geek fun runs out, she also loves soccer in any and all forms – especially the Columbus Crew, Arsenal and Bayern Munich – and anxiously awaits the 2014 World Cup. Savage holds a degree in psychology, and she brings a lot of that knowledge into the characters within her stories.

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