🌟BOOK BLITZ:🌟 Bastien’s Bite by C.A. Worley {EXCERPT + GIVEAWAY!}

Bastien’s Bite by C.A. Worley

Release Date: March 25th 2019 by C.A. Worley

Series: The Light Summoners #1

Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

Alina Ray has always lived quiet life. When she starts having problems with a group of creepy supernaturals, she turns to her witch friend, Shane, for help. She never imagined his solution would be to push her into the arms of the city’s most powerful vampire. Will Alina resist what’s offered, or will she fall prey to Bastien’s bite?

Bastien James has been living the high life. He has money, power, and a different female on his arm every night. When he meets Alina, he realizes his life has had no real purpose. Keeping her safe seems to be his new reason for living. Bastien plans to help Alina navigate her new reality—for the rest of their immortal lives.

***Each book in The Light Summoners Series can be read as a standalone and comes complete with lots of steam and a HEA.

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{EXCERPT}

Chapter 2

I awoke, feeling better than I had in a long time. At only twenty-five, I should be living my life with the energy and thirst of someone my age.

Sadly, I’d been sleepwalking through it. Constant headaches and sensitivity to my environment had helped push me into the library sciences. I’d needed a career where things were calm and quiet.

I had been content with my daily routine, thinking that was simply how my life was going to be. When I started on my downhill slide last month, shortly after my birthday, I knew I wasn’t normal.

I stretched and rolled, feeling smooth silk sliding over my skin. I sat up, realizing I didn’t have silk sheets on my bed.

“Good morning, Dove.”

My head jerked to the left where Bastien was sitting in large chair. The cool air hardened my nipples, or maybe it was the heated look he was giving me.

I quickly pulled the sheet up to cover my nakedness, embarrassed despite what we’d shared last night.

I looked around the space. The bedroom was spacious and bright. Much of the décor was white, aside from the black silk surrounding me on the enormous bed. Everything about it said expensive.

“Your bedroom, I presume?”

“Yes.”

My cheeks flushed. “Did we …?”

“Did I fuck you? No, not yet.”

I bit my lip, both offended and turned on by his crudeness.

“You should know I don’t do this sort of thing,” I warned.

“You don’t do what sort of thing?”

“Casual sex. I’m not a virgin, but I don’t—”

He was suddenly in my face, crowding me, with his big hands pressing on either side of my hips.

“I think it would be best if you not mention anyone you’ve been with in the past. I find myself quite possessive of you and I’d hate to react rashly.”

“You’re serious?”

“I am.”

It shouldn’t have made me wet, but it did. Goosebumps broke out across my flesh as he skimmed his nose along the side of my face.

“I can smell your need, Alina.”

I inhaled sharply.

“Before I touch you again, you need to understand nothing about this will be casual. You’re mine.”

I had trouble processing what he was telling me after the words touch you again. Suddenly I had a one-track mind and I was totally onboard with whatever he wanted.

“Oh, how you tempt me, my sweet female. Unfortunately, I didn’t mean right now.”

I blinked, coming out of the sexual haze he seemed to so easily put me in.

“We have much to discuss.”

He straightened and took one step backwards. “There’s clothing in the bathroom and your preferred toiletries are in the shower already. I’ll come back when you’re showered and dressed.”

I nodded and he was gone. Alone, I hauled my naked butt out of bed and went into the en suite. It, too, was ginormous. My entire apartment probably fit in here.

True to his word, my preferred brand of shampoo, conditioner, and body wash were in his shower. As were a fresh razor and lady’s shave gel.

It was a little unnerving and I wondered how long he’d had these things. Though I was drawn to Bastien, I should be more careful. Insta-attraction wasn’t exactly a promise of a future.

When he’d said I was his, I believed him. The longer I stood in the shower, the more I worried what exactly that meant and why I’d liked hearing it so much.

Fifteen minutes later, I was dressed in a comfy pair of jeans and thin see-through sweater overtop a fitted tank. After seeing the brand of expensive matching undergarments, I’d studiously ignored the labels of the outfit.

Everything fit perfectly. Did Bastien keep extra clothing around for guests? For female guests?

My anger hit fast and hard. For the first time in my life I was experiencing jealousy over a would-be lover. Wowzas. I was being ridiculous. Rolling my shoulders, I concentrated on relaxing.

Bastien materialized beside the bed and I yelped in surprise. He grinned unabashedly.

“Apologies. My staff is used to me popping in and out of rooms.”

“I’m not on your staff.”

“Not yet,” he quipped, wagging his eyebrows.

I laughed. I couldn’t help it. Bastien, who seemed so domineering and in control, didn’t seem the type to crack a dirty joke.

“I like that sound,” he told me, his face softening with affection.

I blushed and dropped my eyes. He closed the distance and wrapped his arms around me.

“I like you in my room. I like it very much.”

“I—I like it, too.” In for a penny in for a pound, right?

“I sense a but coming.”

“The toiletries? The clothing?”

“I had them brought here this morning. Shane told me your sizes and what products you preferred.”

“Oh. Well, thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

My stomach growled and he took my hand.

“Let’s get you fed and have a nice long talk. I imagine you have some questions.”

“I do.”

“We’ll address them after you eat.”

He tugged and I followed his lead out the door.

AUTHOR BIO:

C.A. Worley is the alter-ego of Romance Author Cass Alexander. Where Cass tends to focus on humor in her publications, C.A. loves to write fantasy. She chose to write under the two different monikers so as to not confuse (or tick off) her readers.

C.A. currently resides in the Midwest, but was born and raised in the South. She spends her days working from home and her evenings are spent shuttling her kids to and fro. Her dinners are subpar, but she makes a mean dessert.

When she's tired of living her sons' travel sports schedules, C.A. enjoys a glass (or four) of wine. She needs the liquid courage to click the publish button for her fantasy romance novels.

Her motto is, "Be Brave," and she tries to live it every day. It takes a healthy dose of courage to get through this thing we call life.

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