Thursday, January 15, 2015

Devlin UnLeashed Prologue

Devlin UnLeashed 


Hate is a strong word, and a word I very seldom used. I’d learned years ago what it felt like to really hate someone. I’d reserved that term for one man. The man who snatched me from my life, changed me, and then returned me as if nothing had happened.

I’d dreamt of his face, though I’d never seen it. I’d imagined him to be a vile, disgusting beast in a beautiful disguise. What he took from me had damaged me so immensely it had consequently ruined every other relationship in my life.

He destroyed me.

But the Juliana Callahan who now stood tall was the epitome of perfection. She was at the top of her class, followed her father’s hopes and dreams to a tee, but inside, she was a dark mess.

I was a broken mess.

The seventeen-year-old girl, who’d lived a nightmare, refused to go away and take her memories with her. So when I say I reserved that word for someone who tore me apart, I never once guessed I’d grant that same title to the man who made me feel love again.

The thin line between love and hate everyone spoke of was bullshit. It was more like a dark, gaping pit I plunged into headfirst. There was no line, thin or thick, that separated the feelings. In that gaping hole, all emotions infused into an unbearable struggle to hold onto my soul or to hand it over to a man who’d left me unbalanced.


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Saturday, July 26, 2014

Lie To Me Release Day Event

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Book Title: Lie to Me
Author: Bethany Bazile
Genre: Erotic Romance (Novella)
Release Date: July 27, 2014
It was all too much. There was no way I could keep piling up these lies without it all tumbling down.
I was desperate to keep her, even if it meant I had to lie to her. But when everything unravels, the only thing that can save us is the truth in our love.
Meet the Author:
Bethany Bazile reads, writes, and lives in the Northeast with her husband and two amazing kids. Her passion for writing was born from a love affair between books and music. She loves books that draw her in and won’t release her until she’s inhaled every word, panting with excitement. Then she realizes the sun came up, but the loss of sleep was so worth it. When she isn't reading, she’s conjuring up steamy love scenes and hot romance stories to share with fellow romance lovers. She can’t function without her cup of coffee and operates on a vampire-like time-frame.

Turnabout is Fair Play

My hands were behind my back, my legs spread, Xander’s right hand over my mouth and his other in between my legs. I was sitting on his lap, my back to his chest, his hard cock nestled in the ridge of my ass. Occasionally, he’d bite my neck as his heavy breaths caressed my ear.
This was supposed to be a session. Our sessions had gotten more emotional over the weeks, but before he’d pour out his emotions, he needed to drain the physical need that always clawed at us.
I whimpered against his hand.
“Shut up or Angela will hear you. Do you want that?” His tone was blunt, his voice raspy at my ear.
I shook my head, but how was I supposed to keep quiet when his fingers were driving into me, slithering along my clit, then gliding back into my wet pussy. The man was sinfully amazing. He was fully clothed but had managed to get me to strip down to my garters and heels, on the verge of begging him to fuck me.
He’d spread my legs as far as I could possibly get them. He was taunting me. Ever since the day I’d sucked him off in my office and made him lose control, he’d waited for this moment. He had a leash on me. It wasn’t your typical kind either. His leash came in the form of magic fingers and a glorious cock that compelled me to follow his orders to a tee. His finger manipulations became faster, pushing against my sweet spot, then rubbing against my clit. It was just enough pleasure to keep me on the edge, and he’d kept me there for almost half an hour.
If he wasn’t careful, my next appointment would walk in and he’d still be working me with his phenomenal digits. “Pleeease…” I gasped through the hand he held over my mouth.
“Do you understand how this works?” His voice was unreasonably calm while I was riding in limbo, tasting little morsels of pleasure, but not allowed to indulge on the feast I was promised. I nodded. Anything to get him to release my orgasm from his ruthless grasp.
“My pussy. I decide when you come,” he informed me.
“Your dick is mine—I should… get to decide.” He withdrew his fingers and smacked my pussy for my comeback answer.
Holy fuck!
The sting buzzed against my clit. I swear I almost came from that tap. One more and I was sure to go over. Maybe I can goad him into repeating it.
“That’s not how it works. I decide when we both come,” he growled.
“When do I get to decide?” I countered.
He plunged two fingers deep into my pussy and I quivered. “When I tell you to ride my dick and make me come. Now you have sixty seconds to come, and don’t disappoint me.”
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