#BookSpotlight Filthy Marcellos: Lucian @BethanyKris #Erotic #Suspense

Filthy Marcellos: Lucian
Book One in the Filthy Marcellos Trilogy
Genre: Contemporary, Erotic Romance, Organized Crime, Suspense
Length: 98k, full length
Release Date: February 2nd, 2015
Blurb:

Lucian Marcello is aware of the expectations following him as the oldest son of one of North America’s most infamous Cosa Nostra Dons. Family in his world is more than blood and sharing a last name. It’s the honor, respect, business, and the life. Being a Capo is just a stepping stone until it’s time for him to take on the role of underboss but a chance meeting with her could be the one thing he’d risk it all for.

She is exactly what he didn’t know he was looking for.

Jordyn Reese spends her time trying to stay under the radar of a man who wouldn’t think twice about killing her. Unwillingly affiliated with a dangerous MC gang, her life is dominated by the men surrounding her and her future rests solely in how useful she can be for them. The last thing she needs is some Mafioso gaining her more unwanted attention from the club.

He is everything she should stay away from but can’t.

Notoriously violent when it comes to getting what he wants, Lucian will stop at nothing to make the target on Jordyn’s back disappear. But sometimes the worst threats are the ones you can’t see until it’s too late. The truth behind Lucian’s history is about to take center stage in more ways than one, and it’ll either save him … or kill him.

This world leaves everyone a little filthy.

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BOOK EXCERPT

Out of the corners of his eyes, Lucian did see part of her bare shoulder and the black curls hiding her face, though. It wasn’t so much the amount of flesh she was showing as it was the peeks of what looked like a cherry blossom tattoo crawling over her shoulder and dipping down her back where it disappeared from his sight.

“Hello, guys. I’m Jordyn. I’ll be serving you tonight, or something close to it. What’ll it be?”

The sultry tone of her voice was something Lucian and his body noticed the moment she spoke. It was almost like a mixture of innocence and experience, if that were possible. She didn’t sound entirely bored, but she didn’t sound like she was in it to win it with her job, either.

Dante looked to his father, his earlier comment about not consuming the drinks being silently said again. Antony must have took note.

“A bottle of Jack, unopened. Four—” Antony stopped up short, his lips tugging down into a frown as he passed a glance towards Gio. The youngest brother certainly didn’t need to be drinking tonight. “Make that three glasses. We’ll pour.”

Leaning forward was the worst mistake Lucian made since waking up that day. He certainly hadn’t expected to see her again. At least not in a place like this. She was on his mind all damned week, those eyes of hers, cream-like flesh, and a mouth that just at the sight alone, make his own water.

What’d she call herself? Jordyn, was it?

Merda.

Shit was right—he was in so much of it.

Suddenly, Lucian was not in the zone like he needed to be.

He was so incredibly fucked.

Also, Lucian realized he was right about his first assumption when he thought she had ink under her dress that day at the confessional box. Cherry blossoms started somewhere beneath the lace and leather bottoms she wore and trailed up over her side, before crossing over her left breast which was also covered by nothing but a lace and leather brassiere, and then curved over her shoulder.

There was another tattoo, too, but in the darkness, Lucian couldn’t read the scripted words.

Strangely, the immediate rush of possessiveness that flooded his veins surprised him. She was still so beautiful, like crazy. The more skin his gaze crawled over, the tighter his pants became. Lucian caught himself wondering what those blossoms would taste like under his tongue.

Yeah, he was not where he needed to be. This unknown woman knocked him off kilter and she probably didn’t even know it. What was wrong with him?

Unfortunately, his father seemed to realize his son’s abrupt change in posture and mood. “Lucian?”

At the sound of his name, the girl’s—Jordyn, he reminded himself—eyes flashed to meet his in the corner, those dark lashes of hers blinking rapidly like she also didn’t believe what she was seeing. Lucian swallowed the thickness building in his throat. Thankfully, Jordyn didn’t act like they had ever met or seen one another before. She simply went on doing her own business.

“Unopened bottle of Jack and three glasses. Anything else?” she asked, avoiding Lucian’s piercing gaze.

“Yes,” Antony said, still watching Lucian closely. “The owner is Ron Daney, correct?”

Jordyn stood a little stiffer, her shoulders squaring. “I beg your pardon?”

“The owner is Ron Daney, Vice President of the Brooklyn chapter of The Sons of Hell,” Lucian said gruffly, trying to swallow back the huskiness forming. “We’re not ATF or the feds, let’s just be clear on that, sweetheart. Ron, he’s in tonight, yes?”

Jordyn nodded warily. “Always is.”

“Good,” Antony replied with a grin. “Send him a drink, whatever he likes. Do be sure to tell him it’s from a guest. Antony Marcello and his crew. Do not mistake my name when you tell him. Be sure to point me out so he sees me. Understood?”

“Got it.”

With that, the woman Lucian simply needed to glance at to turn his skin ablaze and his heart stuttering, was walking away.

She didn’t look back.

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BOOKS IN THE SERIES
Filthy Marcellos:

La Cosa Nostra is not just a choice of regime and routine, it’s a culture. Born as mafia royalty, the Marcello brothers were raised ingrained with the beliefs and rules of what it meant to be a Mafioso prince. It is for life. Their status is considered a given right. They will always be these people. They will always be Marcellos.

 

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Giovanni, Book Two

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Dante, Book Three

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 AUTHOR BIO

Bethany-Kris is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother to three young sons, one cat, and two dogs. A small town in Eastern Canada where she was born and raised is where she has always called home. With her boys under her feet, snuggling cat, barking dogs, and a hubby calling over his shoulder, she is nearly always writing something … when she can find the time.Find her on Facebook, Twitter, her blog, Pinterest, Goodreads, or Amazon.

Top Ten Characters from The Essien Trilogy @KiruTaye #BookSeries

Meet the Essiens

The Essiens are the kings of African finance. A close family, their father is the patriarch of a finance dynasty that ranges from retail to investment banking spanning the African continent. Yet all is not as it seems as the three brothers—Felix, Mark and Tony—soon discover when their family is rocked by secrets and scandals.

FELIX: The oldest son of Chief Aloysius Essien. His mother died when he was a boy. Crashes his Bugatti Veyron on his wedding night and ends up in a coma. When he wakes, he cannot remember his arranged marriage. (Keeping Secrets)

EBONY: Visiting Nigeria after a failed relationship and is persuaded by Felix to wed him on a special arrangement. When her husband wakes seemingly a different man to whom she married, she can’t help wanting the new man. (Keeping Secrets)

MARK: Second son of Chief and half brother to Felix. Haunted by being the result of his mother, Angela’s affair with a married man (Chief) and being born out of wedlock. So when his affair with Faith results in a pregnancy, his determined not to repeat his father’s mistakes. (Making Scandal)

FAITH: Successful career woman. Member of her firm’s executive board. Haunted by her non-existent relationship with her father. Last thing on her mind is making a family. Until Mark and his baby. J (Making Scandal)

TONY: Last son of Chief and Angela. Not involved in the Essien’s finance empire. Movie producer. Rebel. Bad boy. Biker. When he sees Rita at a movie premiere after-party, he sees his next conquest. (Riding Rebel)

RITA: Recently lost her father and dealing with changes in family’s circumstances. Jumps at the chance to get her big career break when her boss offers her a chance. But when she meets Tony, she realises she’s in way over her head as Tony takes no prisoners. (Riding Rebel)

KOLA: Chief’s adopted son and head of security for the Essien Empire. Ex-military. Solid and dependable. Features in all 3 Essien Trilogy books. Gets his own spin-off book later in 2015.

FREDDIE: Personal bodyguard and Tony’s confidant. Tony sees him as much a brother as any of the Essien brothers. Get’s his own spin-off book.

CHIEF: Aloysius Essien. Patriarch to the Essien finance empire and family. Married twice. First wife was Margaret (Felix’s mother). Regrets his extramarital affair and subsequent death of first wife. Loves all his sons, including adoptive ones. Appears in all the books in the series.

ANGELA: Second wife to Chief and mother of Mark and Tony. Hung up on appearances and societal demands. While her sons indulge her sometimes, they have no problem shutting her down when she steps out of line. Feature in Making Scandal and Riding Rebel.

I can’t talk about this series without mentioning the series villain.

PETERSEN:  Kris Petersen had a vendetta against the Essien family and features in all 3 books. He can be mean and manipulative and will stop at nothing to break up the Essien family and get his way. His comeuppance comes from a source he least expects.

 

Title: Riding Rebel
Author: +Kiru Taye, Author
Series: The Essien Trilogy #3
Genre: Erotic, Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Publication date: January 26, 2015
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Seen as the rebel Essien, Tony has always felt like an outsider. With a daredevil lifestyle, he’s more at home in leathers than in a suit, and more likely to be seen gracing the red carpets at a movie premiere with a starlet draped on his arms than in a boardroom. Still, he’s determined to prove himself to his family and build a successful movie business. Spotting Rita Dike at an event, he sees the potential star of his new movie and his next pleasure conquest.

Rita is a journalist looking for her big break. When she inherits the journal of her late best friend who claims Tony is not an Essien, she spots the perfect scoop. Her acting classes come in handy when she has to pose as an actress to get closer to Tony. Succumbing to the charms of dark and brooding Tony might just be the only way to get through the close ranks of the Essien family.

But as she gets closer to the truth, Rita risks losing the riding rebel who’s raided her heart. Can love heal hearts or will deceit break them?

Tagline: Love. Lust. Deceit

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EXCERPT

His grip on her arm tightened and he increased his pace as they headed across the polished marbled floor of the lobby to the lifts. She stumbled. He swivelled, grasped her shoulder, and pulled her into him to save her from falling over. He’d forgotten she was tottering on sky-high-heeled shoes. He really shouldn’t be such a bastard no matter how pissed off he was at the situation.

His panting breath mingled with hers, their faces only an inch apart. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” she whispered in a breathy voice, surprisingly subdued.

The urge to kiss her rose, watering his mouth. They stood in the middle of a busy lobby with prying eyes and mobile phone cameras. Tomorrow, their pictures would be splashed all over the Internet. It never bothered him when that happened. However Rita’s artless demeanour indicated she wasn’t used to the limelight. Something in him wanted to shield her from the exposure.

So he tamped down his desire and tilted her head up so she had to look into his eyes. Her soft, smooth skin felt warm and beautiful brown irises met his hesitantly. “I’m going to call the lift and go up to my room. It’s your choice if you want to come up or not.”

“What…” She sucked in a breath as if gathering strength to say what she needed. “What do you want from me?”

“I want to fuck you,” he said in low voice meant for her ears only.

Her lips parted, her breath hitched. The pulse on her neck thundered and her throat rippled as she swallowed. But she didn’t back away and her saucer-wide eyes turned molten brown with lust.

There. He had his answer. She wanted him. Would she let him fuck her? Because that’s what it would be. In his world, sex was about fucking. Wild, animalistic, unrestrained rutting. He would see to her pleasure again and again. Still, it wouldn’t be sweet and it wouldn’t be loving.

A lift opened and a man stepped out. Tony released her and walked into the lift.

Turning, he faced her. Enough game playing. She had to come to him of her own volition.

She stood there looking sexy as sin as she bit her bottom lip and her forehead puckered in a frown as if she wondered why he’d left her in the lobby.

“I’m not going to drag you into the lift, if that’s what you were expecting.” His fingers itched to do it, though. He didn’t want to contemplate that she would turn around and walk away. Yet he had to give her the opportunity. “You have to walk into this lift yourself if you want me.”

She glanced behind her and took a hesitant step backward.

His heart thundered. She was going to run. He held his breath and counted to ten to stop from stepping out and grabbing her arm. Instead, he jammed his finger into the door hold button and waited. Seconds ticked by that felt like hours. Sweat beaded his forehead.

She looked up and met his gaze. “Can you make the pain go away?”

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Top Ten Fact about The Good Sister #bookseries @LSJRomance #giveaway

TOP TEN FACTS for The Good Sister series

What do people have to say about The Good Sister Series?

  1. “A series you won’t soon forget.”
  2. “I adored the good sister part one, trinity’s story captivated me as soon as it started but this second part is totally different but impressive as well.”
  3. “Erotic, romantic, funny, sad and smexy! Words escape me on how great this is!”
  4. “Loved 1&2 a beautiful love story with a twist.”
  5. “The Good Sister – Part One is an astronomical piece of contemporary erotic romance that will suck you in from page one and hold you there long after you should’ve turned the lights out for the evening.”
  6. “The Good Sister – Part Two is the perfect ending to this erotic Cinderella story.”
  7. “The love between Lord Archer and Trinity is heartwarming.”
  8. “This two-part Cinderella story has a great ending to it.
  9. “The Good Sister: Part One – I am blown away by this book. I was drawn in from the beginning by this wounded girl and the man she fell for. It was a journey of the soul.”
  10. “The Good Sister: Part Two -Wow! I really loved this book just as much as the first part. Just as emotional and intense, it is the perfect continuation. Trinity continues to grow and mature. The love she shares with Ashton (Lord Archer) is soul wrenching.”

Title: The Good Sister: Part Two
Written by: London Saint James
Narrated by: Kitty Barclay
Length: 8 hrs and 52 mins
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Trinity Lane Winslow stepped out of her fantasy world and into the real one on a quest to obtain the object of her desire—Reid Addison. The pursuit led her to the infamous Madam Jacqueline Claudette Rousseau, the man she craved, and the debonair Lord Archer, the man who offered what she really longed for—love.

When Reid revealed his dark side, he knew he’d sealed his fate and pushed Trinity into the waiting arms of Lord Archer. Can he live with his decision?

Lord Archer would do anything for his beautiful Trinity, but is he strong enough to hold onto her with all that conspire against them?

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AUTHOR BIO
London Saint James has lived in many places, but never felt “at home” until she met the real-life man of her dreams and settled down in the beautiful Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. London lives with her husband and their fat cat who thinks he owns them.As an award-winning, bestselling, multi-published author, London is living her childhood dream. She knew all the scribbling she did, that big imagination of hers, and all those clamoring characters running around in her head would pay off someday.

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Another #sexy thriller from @ZeeMonodee #BookReview Before The Morning

BOOK REVIEW

If Amelia Jamison is the female Jason Bourne (see Walking The Edge) then Rayne Cheltham must be the female Ethan Hunt. Move over Ludlum and co, we have a new Spy Thriller author in town.

What I love about this fantastic and intriguing series by Zee Monodee is that she writes female characters that are both enviable and aspirational. These women kick ass. For real. They are tough and are not afraid to show it. In their line of business, the only way to be is tough.

Saying that, the men are by no means push overs. Ash is brilliant as a tortured hero. Just the way I love them. LOL. The romance between Ash and Rayne sizzles and trust me, you won’t be able to put this one down. The action is practically non-stop. You’d think you were watching a movie unfold. Just brilliant.

ABOUT THE BOOK

Title: Before The Morning
Author: +Zee Monodee
Series: Corpus Brides Book 2: The Prequel
Genre: Romantic Suspense
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BookBlurb

BtM1600x2400In this stand-alone prequel to the explosive Corpus Brides romantic suspense/espionage series, found out how everything started when one of the agency’s deadliest became the target of a rogue faction.

Before the morning

…is the time of greater darkness…

A trained killer with borderline sociopathic tendencies

Rayne Cheltham traced out her life’s path when she was twelve: she would marry her best friend and bear his children, and in the process, stifle the restless edge in her. When he vows never to marry, she gives in to the darkness and becomes a clandestine agent—until the day he walks into her world again, and her carefully fabricated façade crumbles.

A former cop burned by life and his personal demons

When Ash Gilfoy meets a woman who reminds him of his childhood best friend, he starts upon a path that leads him down into the abyss once again. The day Rayne waltzes back into his life, he knows she is his second chance, and the one who will save him.

Each thinks the other is their redemption…until they discover how deep darkness goes inside both of them

The secrets between them make them sit on a keg of gunpowder with a lit fuse in their hands. Rayne’s whole life is built on a lie, and the truth is threatening to explode in their faces. But that is not the only menace they have to face. Someone is out to get Rayne, and she must disclose her secret past before it is too late.

Can Rayne and Ash survive all that’s thrown in their path? Can they hang on to the last thread of their relationship, and can they emerge, still together and still alive, in the morning after the deepest darkness?

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BookExcerpt

Ash blinked. He had to be dreaming. Except that the metal band on his finger felt all too real—heavy, smooth, warm, and tight. He glanced at the ring, then at Rayne. It took two people to get married, and she must be the other half of the equation. He didn’t need to see the glinting, burnished piece of gold on her ring finger to put two and two together.

Except, here, two and two equalled a whole muck up of twisted shit. They were married? Since when? How? And worse, had they consummated the union?

He snorted softly. Who was he kidding? Of course they’d consummated their wedding. The only thing between him and Rayne lately amounted to sex, the strings of their friendship just pale, sketchy ghosts grappling for hold where none existed to be grappled.

As he raked his gaze over her, he caught sight of the deep red hickeys on her neck. The confirmation he sought. Damn. He clearly remembered lowering his head to kiss the unmarred column of her neck earlier during the evening when they’d stopped in front of the Bellagio to watch the play of the water fountains. These love bites had happened sometime between leaving the Vegas strip and him waking up with a headache, and he doubted they’d done the deed in public. They must’ve slept together once back at the house.

The pounding in his head intensified to a persistent throbbing against every square inch of his skull. Seeing this ring on his hand had relegated the pain to oblivion—he’d heard shock could do that to a person.

But, married? “What the hell is this, Rayne?”

His voice sounded flat, and cold. She blinked; her eyes then grew wide, and she parted her lips. He thought he saw the lower lip quiver. She brought her arms up, wrapped them around her in a protective hug.

“I…I knew you’d think we made a mistake.”

The shimmer of tears glimmered in her big, blue-grey eyes. Damn it, she wouldn’t cry, would she? Because of him? He’d just been curt with her, but he’d woken up to find out he’d gotten married. Try as he might, he couldn’t remember getting hitched, or even proposing, or agreeing, to marry her. Bloody hell—most men would’ve gone bat shit ballistic for less.

She gave a small hiccup and brought her hand up to rub her open palm against her nose. Bad signs—she would soon unleash the waterworks. Damn.

“Rayne…” He pulled himself up on the mattress, into a sitting position. Reaching out, he placed his hands on her shoulders and squeezed gently. “Calm down. Just give me a minute here, okay?”

She nodded, let her arms drop to her sides and blinked hard a few times, as if to keep her tears in check.

“Tell me something,” he said as he released her. “Are we really married?”

She bit her lip, and nodded.

AuthorBio

ProfilePicAuthor, editor, smitten wife, in-over-her-head mum to a tween boy, best-buddy stepmum to a teenage lad, bookaholic, lover of all things fluffy & pink, chronic shoeholic, incompetent housewife desperate to channel Nigella Lawson (and who’ll prolly always fail at making domestic goddess status)…

Zee hails from the multicultural, rainbow-nation island of Mauritius, in the southern Indian Ocean, where she grew up on the figurative fence—one side had her ancestors’ Indian and Muslim culture; the other had modernity and the global village. When one day she realised she could dip her toes into both sides without losing her integrity, she found her identity.

This quest for ‘finding your place’ is what she attempts to bring in all her stories, across all the genres she writes. Her heroines represent today’s women trying to reconcile love, life, & relationships in a melting pot of cultures, while her heroes are Alpha men who often get put back into their rightful place by the headstrong women she writes. Love is always a winner in her stories, though; that’s a given.

 

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