NEW RELEASE AND REVIEW - DELIVERANCE FOR AMELIA BY Bony Capps

Deliverance for Amelia

Bonny Capps

Genre: Dark Erotica

Release Date: 5 June 2015

http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25631405-deliverance-for-amelia

WARNING: 
THIS IS A DARK NOVEL. IT IS NOT INTENDED FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. THERE ARE SCENES WITH EXTREME HORROR AND BRUTAL TREATMENT AS WELL AS ABUSE. THIS BOOK IS INTENDED FOR THOSE 18 YEARS OR OLDER DUE TO ITS GRAPHIC NATURE. THERE ARE SCENES WHICH INCLUDE CONSENSUAL AND NON-CONSENSUAL SEX. IF YOU HAVE TRIGGERS, IT IS NOT RECOMMENDED THAT YOU READ THIS NOVEL. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

What would you do if the devil held you captive? Would you fight, or play along with his wicked games?

Amelia:

My entire life I've lived in my father's shadow. As the Mayor's daughter, I'm expected to maintain a pristine reputation. Everything must be perfect. My days of tutors and piano lessons may be behind me, but the need to be my father's perfect daughter still rings true.

However, I'm in college now - so why not have a little fun? It started out that way, anyway. When I decided to go to a party with my new friend Meg, I thought my college days were just beginning. My boring little life was finally getting the shakeup that it desperately needed. Little did I know, I would become the captive of the devil himself.

He says that I'm his. He calls himself my master.

Gabe:

Well, well - Mr. Mayor couldn't pay up. I can't say that I'm surprised. The greedy bastard is more concerned about pocketing all that money masked as charity rather than paying his debts.

I'm not a debt that you want to forget. I did, after all, kill that poor journalist that was putting his nose where it didn't belong. Not saying that I minded - no, not one bit. It's a high. Watching them writhe in pain, their bodies seizing up as every last drop of hope is drained from their wide eyes. I live for it - the thrill of killing. Not to mention it keeps my wallet nice and plump. My clients know when they say they'll pay - they better pay. Otherwise, I take what I want from them. In most cases, the result is their own blood on my hands. Not this time though.

This time I wanted her, and I always get what I want.

This is a full-length standalone novel.

***ARC provided in exchange for an honest review - Sanne / Scandalous Book Blog***

Dark doesn’t even start to describe what this novel is about. Bonny Capps has put the “D” in darkness. I have read some seriously dark novels, but this one comes quite close to be “the” darkest I have ever read.

One of the first thoughts that came to mind was the resemblance with the era of The Tudors. Seriously, if you have have read the books or saw the TV show you know what I’m talking about. You do not want to read this before bedtime, you’d better read this in bright daylight. That way you have some time to recover after finishing. 

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I’ll let Gabriel Thibault aka Gabe introduce himself:

“Here I am, the proverbial hit man. Only, I take unique requests and I have a passion for medieval torture devices that would make even Eddie Gein’s skin crawl. “

So how does a man like this comes in contact with a young woman like Amelia, you ask? We’ll have to blame daddy dearest for that. 

But as we all now, what goes around comes back around? Or doesn’t it? 

Amelia is only eighteen years old when, after getting drunk at a party, she get’s taken by Gabe. 

“You need to go to sleep, Amelia.” - Gabe

Little does she know what will happen next... Will he be her beauty or her beast?

What’ll happen when she wakes up?

“There is no escaping, my sweet Amelia. It’s just us here. Your screams will be unheard, your pleas unanswered.” - Gabe

“I am his captive, his slave. Escape is a fairy tale.” - Amelia

Or will help come from an unexpected corner?

Here is an insight of some sorts into Gabe’s twisted mind:

“We’re having a small dinner party, I do hope that you do not mind entertaining a guest, darling.” - Gabe

Yeah, I don’t think I would like to sit at that table. The scene reminded me in a way of a scene I remember from the movie Hannibal. I think I’ve said enough with that. 

“If obsession and love are indistinguishable, then maybe I do love her. Otherwise, I’m just a sick fuck.” - Gabe

Mmmm.... If he says it himself! ;-)

“My last freedom, stripped, just as my heart had been, just as my soul had been. I’m no longer human. Trapped in subspace as he feeds his demons. I’m nothing a void, a broken toy to be used and abused.” - Amelia

“Just give me this. Please. Just this. You’ve take everything else.” - Amelia

Oh wow, what has happened here? Will this be Amelia’s breaking point or will she rise from her ashes like a phoenix?

And right when you think the darkest moment has passed, it just goes pitch black. 

See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil?” - Gabe

I’ll let y’all figure this one out for yourselves. Is it just figure of speech or isn’t it? We all know Gabe is a twisted SOB by now so hey if he says so; it takes a killer to know a killer right? 

“Have I ever denied that I’m a sick bastard? No. Not once. So this next part shouldn’t surprise you.” - Gabe

“I pull my hand from the bloody depths and examine my stretched fingers, covered in the evidence of my darkness. I raise my hand to my nose to inhale the sweet, coppery scent. To my disappointment, the scratchy voice doesn’t stop. It only becomes louder.” - Gabe

Oh Gabe, oh Gabe! You know karma is a b*tch right?

Dark, twisted and unforgiving. Bonny gave us a story, raw and uncut. This is not for the faint of heart, it’s only for those who are brave enough to go into the depths of darkness and beyond. 

So are you, are you brave enough? ;-) I dare you! 

NOTE:

- 3 person pov (Wouldn’t you all like to know who no. 3 is?! ;) )

- Contains a lot of triggers, so please read the warning that Bonny has provided before you attempt to read this story! 

If he wants me to give him the okay to touch me... pleasure me... I can't. I can't, but dammit, my mind is screaming.

I feel the warmth spread through me as my body recognizes the impending orgasm.

What would I be if I told him yes? Weak? Disgusting? I hate this ping-pong match occurring with my conscience.

"You want this, Amelia. Don't deny it." He says casually as he stops all movement.

Tears begin to leak from my eyes once more, because I know that I'm going to give in eventually, because my damned body loves nothing more than to betray me.

So, I do. I can't continue to let him torment me in this way. He wants me to submit? I will, selfishly . I will pretend that he's my lover. Not my captor.

"Yes." I rasp.

"What was that?" He asks.

"Yes, Master." I whisper

I've been labelled many things: eccentric, a hippie, a lover, a fighter... But most importantly a mother first, a wife second and a writer third.

I was originally born and raised in Texas. I currently do not have a set home. For me, home is where you lie your head - the next location unknown. Seven months ago, my two boys and I decided to hop on the semi with the hubby and travel the United States. The experience has been liberating. 

Writing is my heart and soul. I started writing poetry when I was a kid. It was a great outlet for me. I went through a lot in my younger years, and when I decided to give writing a shot, it came naturally. In fact, when I was upset I would write letters to others because the words could never escape my tongue. I found that the thoughts swirling in my mind would spill onto paper, and honestly - writing saved my life.

I didn't think writing a novel was a possibility. I tried for years and could never get past the 2nd paragraph. So, in turn, I stopped writing all together - for years.

I fell into a hopeless call center job and my soul felt drained. One day, on my way to said job an idea spilled into the forefront of my mind. Her name was Mandy, and she was screaming for attention. I couldn't ignore her, so I parked my car and starting writing her story. Six months later, "The Boy in the Mirror" was born. Characters started clawing their way from the depths of my mind after that, and I thought - wow, this is it. This is where I belong. This is my calling.

I love adding a magical element to my stories. Where things may seem hopeless, there's so much more than what meets the eye. Magic comes in so many different forms, but most importantly, you can find magic in the goodness of humanity. My stories focus on different issues that we all may face in our lives. I love writing about characters who are crippled, but they find a way to overcome their dilemmas.

I write young adult, new adult, erotica, horror, dark... I write what comes to me. The stories that scream to be written - they find a way on paper. It is my honor to bring these characters to you and their stories. 

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