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360 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 10, 2013
There's really no one to blame but myself and with such a dismal average rating, I should've known better.
Dazzled, indeed. More like befuddled.
From reading The Education of Sebastian/Caroline and At Your Beck & Call I believe JHB is a talented author, which is why I find Dazzled a bit disconcerting. Reading it was like expecting a ride on the express train only to find (and with due respect to San Franciscans) you're on the San Fran cable car.
Tsk. Not fun.
Friend. Strange how that ordinary word pierced me.
Maybe I should tell Miles how I felt. I was just afraid of what I had to lose.
Sometimes alone, I felt so lost.
You were all that I wanted.
And it felt like everyone thought it was wrong being together.
But we can do most anything.
Whatever we want to.
Just lean on me and I’ll rely on you.
I know, know it sounds insane,
But girl, girl, you do something to me.
You gotta know I’m crazy for you,
And if you’re crazy for me,
We can be crazy together,
Baby, there’ll be no in between.
I tell you there’s no holding back,
and I’ll only say words that I mean.
I wanna be crazy forever,
So say you wanna be crazy with me?



I'd been dazzled by him my whole life. And it wasn't fair. For either of us.
"Jesus, Miles" You're scruffy, your hair's a mess, your eyebrows need plucking, your teeth are obviously British, you're gonna have to start working out and damn it, stop chewing your nails!"

There are many low points in a woman's life, but when a bloke who's been within a hair's breadth of getting his hand down your knickers decides that he's rather watch a children's sci-fi programme made with puppets fifty years ago, you can't get much lower. Just saying.
Everyone knows that if you break the chocolate first, the calories fall out. Right?
Oh you'd better believe it, baby! I'd ride you till you passed out from exhaustion, feed you a bacon sandwich, hose you down and start again.
"I'm just allergic to cheating trollops - it makes me break out in sarcasm."
I felt like my lungs weren't big enough to breathe her in, and my heart couldn't beat fast enough to love her the way I wanted to.

"One day I'm going to buy you your own chocolate fountain - and then I'm going to dip my dick in it and see how much you really like chocolate."
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“I’d been dazzled by him my whole life. And it wasn’t fair. For either of us.”
“One day I’m going to buy you your own chocolate fountain – and then I’m going to dip my dick in it and see how much you really like chocolate.”

”In what universe was it fair that she got to have him? Just because she was beautiful and talented? Was I so awful? So hideous that he would never choose me? What if I wore a paperbag? What was wrong with me”
”Aw, you love me really.” I said, wrapping my arms around his waist, and planting a squeaky kiss on his cheek.
“Nah,” he said. “You're more like a bad habit.”
He was joking. I knew he was joking. But I wanted to cry.”

”I don't go around dipping my wick into anything that has a pulse.”
”Just so you know...”
“Yeah?”
“I love you too, Miles.”
“You do?”
“Of course, you moron.”

"It’s him! Miles! Miles! Over here!” Miles inner dialogue: Bloody hell!
“Are you and Lilia together again?” Fuck, no!
“Are you in love with Lilia?” NO!
“Is it true she’s pregnant?” What the fuck?
“How do you like London?” Seriously?
“Have you forgiven her, Miles?” Fuck off.
“How does it feel to be a hero?” Arsehole.
“When are you filming the sequel?” Who gives a flying fuck?
“What do you think of British girls, Miles?” Tosser.
“Have you been with Lilia? Did you spend the night?” Mind your own fucking business.
“Where were you last night?” Sod off.
“What do you think of the new Prime Minister of Australia?” What?!
Fucking hell!”






“Don’t push your luck, Stephens.”
“Can I push something else?”he said, rocking his hips against me.
“Coffee, chocolate, men…Some things are better rich.”
“Well at least your vocabulary is improving. And, frankly, people will still think it’s an improvement over a cokehead prima donna with knobbly knees, sagging tits and an arse you could sharpen your pencil on.”
“One day I’m going to buy you your own chocolate fountain – and then I’m going to dip my dick in it and see how much you really like chocolate”

