Blog Tour/ARC Review: Pretty Lies by Bethany-Kris

PRETTY LIES

by Bethany-Kris
Publication Date: March 2, 2020
Genres: Adult, New Adult, Mafia Romance, Romantic Suspense

SYNOPSIS

Pretty things always tell lies …

Cory Rossi isn’t what you would expect the youngest son of the Chicago mob’s underboss to be. Despite what everyone thinks, he can actually do what he’s told. He just does it his own way. The problem with that is every tattooed- and leather-covered inch of him screams one thing to Della Costello—total heartbreak. It’s all men like him do, right? One hook-up, when he didn’t even know her name, was all she could afford.

Their one-time encounter should have stopped there. But an ex that causes problems for her business—and the mob’s—and Cory becomes her new shadow until the bullets quiet in the streets. It gets harder and harder to stay out of his bed.

They’ll walk a fine line.
And there is no mercy in this tragedy.

For love and lost blood, once more, Chicago will rage.

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Pretty Lies is a standalone romantic suspense within Bethany-Kris’s Commission World.

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I really enjoyed Della and Cory’s chemistry! I definitely enjoyed Cory’s dirty talk. They meshed really well together. The story was wonderfully written and I couldn’t get enough! I definitely recommend this author for all your mafia read needs!

ABOUT BETHANY-KRIS

Bethany-Kris is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother to four 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.

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Cover Reveal: Pretty Lies by Bethany-Kris

PRETTY LIES

by Bethany-Kris
Publication Date: March 2, 2020
Genres: Adult, New Adult, Mafia Romance, Romantic Suspense

Cover Reveal Credits: Mignon Mykel from Oh, So Novel

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SYNOPSIS

Pretty things always tell lies …

Cory Rossi isn’t what you would expect the youngest son of the Chicago mob’s underboss to be. Despite what everyone thinks, he can actually do what he’s told. He just does it his own way. The problem with that is every tattooed- and leather-covered inch of him screams one thing to Della Costello—total heartbreak. It’s all men like him do, right? One hook-up, when he didn’t even know her name, was all she could afford.

Their one-time encounter should have stopped there. But an ex that causes problems for her business—and the mob’s—and Cory becomes her new shadow until the bullets quiet in the streets. It gets harder and harder to stay out of his bed.

They’ll walk a fine line.
And there is no mercy in this tragedy.

For love and lost blood, once more, Chicago will rage.

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Pretty Lies is a standalone romantic suspense within Bethany-Kris’s Commission World.

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Cory flashed his teeth in a grin. “You out?”

That’s all he needed to ask.

His brother would understand.

“Would you hate me if I said yes?” Joe returned with a lazy smirk.

“Nah, I figured once I got a few drinks into you, then you’d be ready to head home.”

“Oh?”

A shrug lifted his shoulders. “Is what it is, bro.”

That was it, and that was all.

Joe didn’t have the same priorities as Cory at the end of every day now, and he got that. He didn’t need his brother to tell him to know that Joe’s mind hadn’t been very far from his wife and newborn son from the moment they walked into their club for a good time.

Besides …

“I got you out to blow the fucking stink off you,” Cory said, straightening up in the booth and eyeing the dancing crowd for something—or someone—interesting. He’d know what it was when he found it. “I’ll count that as a win.”

On another night, when Joe was less drunk and tired, he probably would have had a smart ass, cutting comment for Cory in reply. Instead, he just shook his head and smiled like he knew the truth.

“You know, if all you really want is to spend some time with me, you just gotta say, Cory.”

Yeah, well

“I told Liliana,” Cory said simply. “She came up with a better plan.”

Because usually, he’d just cause some shit to get his brother’s attention. It always worked before. He was trying a new thing—one that didn’t end up with someone in trouble, mostly him and Joe, or worse.

He figured that was good.

Mature.

Whatever.

“Let Max know at the door,” Cory said, “because I already had someone ready to drive you home when you were ready to go. He’s probably got the car close by the entrance.”

Joe sighed. “And what are you doing for the rest of your night?”

Cory’s gaze finally stopped in its search of the dancing swell of people when he found a brunette with a shimmering, black club dress tossing back a round of shots right off the tray of a server. In towering heels that showed off all kinds of smooth, tanned legs in that short dress, the woman spun around to join another female waiting. The fast movement made the blonde and red highlights in her long, wavy brown hair catch the lights overhead. The women started dancing again. Now that he had found her in the crowd, he couldn’t seem to look away.

Not that he minded.

She was quite a sight.

Every inch of her—from the curves of her hips to the glowing sheen on the valley of her breasts where that dress dipped dangerously low, and even the red on her lips—screamed fuckable. He tried not to objectify women upon first sight. It wasn’t a particularly admirable trait in a man, after all.

The brunette made it easy, though.

Damn.

She’d tossed back five shots one after the other. Not a flinch in sight. That meant one of two things to Cory.

The brunette was looking to forget something, or she wanted one hell of a night. Either way, he could provide both of those things. That was, if she was interested. He simply needed to make his way over to her and find out.

But first, Joe.

“Well?” Joe asked. “Do you need me to make sure you get home, too? Or are you not done here?”

Cory was already standing from the booth. “Not even close to done, bro.”

The only thing he could guarantee was that he’d make it home to take his dog, Mace, out for a piss, because the animal depended on him. The pup was the only thing that ever gave him a real sense of responsibility. He would be drunk when he got home, likely, but he always had a mob enforcer waiting in the wings to do the driving when needed.

And that was it. Everything else was up in the air. He liked it that way.

“Talk to Max—it was my deal with Liliana,” Cory told his brother as he passed by him in the booth to exit. “You’re not driving home.”

“Yeah, I got it. I don’t know what caught your attention out there on the floor, but you know the fucking rules, yeah?”

Joe called that at his retreating back.

Cory just laughed.

He was way too drunk to be picking up a brunette in his club to fuck, if he were being honest. The way the room looked as he walked away—a little too fuzzy, maybe—told him that.

What did it matter?

Fun was still fun.

“The rule, Cory!”

“Yeah, yeah.” He waved a hand high over his shoulder, and his fingers made the peace sign that quickly turned into just his middle finger standing up. “I know the rule—don’t be stupid.”

Sometimes, that was when he had the most fun.

He just knew better than to say it.

ABOUT BETHANY-KRIS

Bethany-Kris is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother to four 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.

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Release Blitz/ARC Review: Emerald by Sophie Lark

Title: Emerald
A Dark Mafia Romance
Series: Colors of Crime #5
Author: Sophie Lark
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: February 12, 2020
Blurb
She Tried To
Kill Me…

She crept into my room with a syringe full of poison.

Now she’s my prisoner.

She refuses to tell me who sent her or why.

But I’ll get every last secret out of her. Through pleasure or through
punishment. 

I captured her
and now she belongs to me…

“Emerald” is a
dark and dominating mafia romance, Book 5 in the Colors of Crime series. It’s a
stand-alone novel, full of intrigue, danger, and sexy bedroom scenes. Contains
spanking, so if such material offends you, do not read
.

My thoughts 💭

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I enjoyed Sloane and Ivan’s story. They both are great at what they do but they’re even better together. Their chemistry was amazing. This was an enjoyable story with suspense, action and insta-love. I definitely recommend reading.

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Excerpt
I was only six years old the first time I fired a gun. Eight
when my father forced me to hold my breath again and again in a bathtub full of
ice water. Twelve when he made me survive three nights alone in northern Maine
in the winter.

I know my father wasn’t right in the head. The problem is
that when you work for the CIA most of your adult life, it’s hard to
distinguish between paranoia and actual threats.

It took me longer than it should have to figure out
something was wrong. That some of the things my father was seeing weren’t
actually there. The cars “following” us. The “messages” he was being sent.

I had no frame of reference. I’d never attended a normal
school. I had no friends. My father was my whole world. He was the smartest,
most capable person I knew. The idea that he might be crazy was just . . . too
horrible to accept.

I push those memories to the back of my mind. I can’t get
distracted.

I’ve cleared the ground floor of the west wing. If Ivan
Petrov’s rooms are on this side of the house, they must be upstairs.

I climb the stairs, entering a hallway that seems to lead to
several bedrooms. All the closed doors are identical. Which one is Ivan’s?

As I keep walking, there’s a break between the doors, with a
library on the left, and what looks like an office on the right. And then
beyond that, at the end of the hallway, a set of double doors.

Bingo.

If there’s a master suite beyond those doors, it surely
belongs to Ivan Petrov.

Does he lock his doors at night?

I carefully test the old-fashioned handles. They move easily
beneath my hand.

With aching slowness, I crack the right-hand door.

It’s dark inside the suite, the blinds drawn. I slip through
the door, closing it silently behind me. I stand still, letting my eyes adjust
to the gloom.

I believe I’m in a sitting room, with the bedroom somewhere
beyond.

Holding my own breath, I think I can hear the slow inhale
and exhale of someone sleeping close by. It’s the breathing of a large man,
broad in the chest. Large lungs, a vast, slumbering body.
Ivan Petrov. I know it.
I’ve watched him from a distance. I’ve seen his intensity,
his ferocity. The way his men snap to attention when he comes close, the way
they obey his orders without question. I’ve seen his vigi- lance, the look of
intelligence on his face. And, of course, I’ve seen his massive, powerful body.
He wears a suit every day, but I’ve seen the round muscles of his shoulders and
biceps even beneath the thick material of the suit jacket.

I don’t want to get in a scuffle with this man. Nor do I
want to risk firing a gun in a house stuffed full of his soldiers, not even
with a silencer and a pillow wrapped round it.

So I’ve brewed up a special cocktail for Ivan Petrov. I take
it out of my pocket now.

A single syringe of clear amber fluid. Once I drive it into
his neck, he’ll be immobilized in moments. It will flood through his
bloodstream, turning his limbs to stone. His chest will seize up until he won’t
be able to draw a single breath. Remembering his mass, I’ve used enough
paralytic to freeze a racehorse in its tracks.

It won’t look like an accident, but that wasn’t a
requirement of the job. I just have to kill him and get out without getting
caught.

I move through the sitting room, into the bedroom beyond.
With the minute amount of light coming through the cracks in the blinds, I can
just barely see Ivan’s vast form, laying on the bed. He’s sprawled out on his
back, one thick arm flung up over his head. His heavily muscled and tattooed
chest is bare. There’s a patch of dark hair in the center of his chest, and a
thin line trailing down the center of his stomach, disappearing under the
sheet. 

I suspect he’s completely naked under there, without even a
pair of boxer shorts. I can’t help glancing toward the bulge under the thin
sheet. It’s a shame to kill a specimen like this, right in his prime.

But there’s half a million dollars on the line. And if I
don’t kill Ivan Petrov, someone else will.
So I might as well get my money.
I approach the bed. Nothing could be more silent than my
feet, taking step after step across the thick oriental rug. I wear the same
kind of shoes that rock-climbers wear—thin, flexible, grippy. Little more than
leather slippers, and quiet as bare feet.

Petrov’s head is thrown back on the pillow, his throat
exposed. His dark hair tumbles across his eyes. His lips are slightly parted.
His breathing hasn’t changed—it’s still a steady metronome. But I’m about to
put a stop to it.

I slip the cap off the needle. I grip the syringe in my
fist, my thumb above the depressor.

As I raise my right hand in the air, above his neck, I can’t
help glancing one more time at Ivan’s face.

His dark brown eyes are open, staring up at me. 
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Author Bio
Sophie lives with
her husband, two boys, and baby girl in the Rocky Mountain west. She writes
intense, intelligent romance, with heroines who are strong and capable, and men
who will do anything to capture their hearts.

She has a slight
obsession with hiking, bodybuilding, and live comedy shows.  Her perfect
day would be taking the kids to Harry Potter World, going dancing with Mr.
Lark, then relaxing with a good book and a monster bag of salt and vinegar
chips.
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Freebie: Gun Moll by Bethany-Kris & Erin Ashley Tanner

GUN MOLL

by Bethany-Kris & Erin Ashley Tanner
Gun Moll, #1
Publication Date: May 23, 2016
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Organized Crime, Mafia, Romance, Interracial Romance

SYNOPSIS

James “Mac” Maccari’s career in the mafia is at a standstill. As the best solider in his Capo’s crew, all he wants is to be noticed enough to get Made in the Pivetti Crime Family. But instead, his Capo’s interests seem more focused on keeping his solider hidden from the boss, and every other Made man he can. Seemingly stuck right where he is with no chance of going up, Mac doesn’t know what will finally get him the attention he needs to earn his button.

Until she shows up and all eyes are on them …

Melina Morgan survives—that’s just what she does. She’s never been able to depend on anyone but herself to keep her safe and get things done. When a chance encounter puts her in a bad situation with the cops and the mafia, Melina has no choice but to put her faith in the hands of a man that not only infuriates her with his cocky arrogance, but catches her interest, too. Playing pretend in a fake relationship with Mac doesn’t seem all that terrible, until pretend turns real and bullets start to fly.

A man is nothing without his woman …

When the attention on Mac and Melina turns from bad to worse, and someone in the Pivetti Crime Family decides the couple needs to go, they know they’re fighting an uphill battle alone. But making it to the end alive means Mac could get what he’s always wanted, and Melina might find what she didn’t even know she needed.

Together, they’ll make waves the mafia has no choice but to notice …

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Bethany-Kris is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother to four 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.

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ABOUT ERIN ASHLEY TANNER

Erin Ashley Tanner is a hopeless romantic, avid collector of Marilyn Monroe items, an honorary Princess, soap opera fanatic and a four time college graduate. A Northwest Florida transplant, she currently moonlights as a health care professional near “The Happiest Place On Earth.” With a mixture of organized crime romances, soap opera romances, and paranormal, Erin hopes to create stories in all the genres she so loves. “Sometimes romance is just a little reckless.”

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Cover Reveal: Waiting For My Queen by Georgia Cates

Title: Waiting For My Queen
A Dark Mafia Romance
Author: Georgia Cates
Genre: Adult Dark Romance
Cover Design: Georgia Cates
Photo: Rafa Catala
Model: Pablo Herrera
Release Date: March 3, 2020
Blu
Emilia—

All I’ve
ever wanted was to marry for love.
But girls
like me don’t have that luxury.
We are used
as pawns in a game we can’t control.
The game?
It’s called Mafia.
I was
foolish enough to try to change the rules… and I lost.
Luca—

She was
promised to me years ago.
And he
dared to take her from me.
Dared to
touch what was mine.
I put an
end to that.
I hope he’s
enjoying the view from his dirt room.
Emilia—

My
beloved’s killer placed a ruby ring on my finger and called me his queen.
But that
red gem symbolizes something different for me.
It
represents the blood shed by those I love most.
Hell was
empty the day we wed.
Because the
devil was standing before me and said “I do.”
Luca—

I saw her
as a possession.
A shiny toy
I didn’t want other boys to play with.
But she’s
so much more.
Beautiful
and brave and strong and broken all at once.
She tastes
like everything I’ve ever wanted.
Emilia—

Hidden and
patient.
I wait for
the perfect time to seek my revenge.
But slowly,
I feel him possessing me.
His heart
is full of darkness… and I still want every inch of him.
Hard as I
try, I can’t escape loving this beautiful monster.
Luca—

I’m waiting
patiently because I already know that she’s mine.
Mine in a
way that no one will ever understand.
Even if she
hasn’t yet realized it.
For love,
I’d do
anything.
For her,
I’d do
everything.
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Excerpt
I focus my attention on the girl sitting to Sofia’s left. The more
beautiful one. The older-looking one. The more frightened-looking one with
tears pooling in her lower lids.
Dark brown hair cascading over her shoulders and down her arms, the ends
nuzzling against her bare skin like a frightened child clinging to its mother.
Almond-shaped deep-caramel eyes surrounded by lush dark lashes. A few scattered
freckles across the bridge of her perfectly shaped nose. Plump, glossy coral
lips.
In my wildest dreams, my betrothed didn’t grow up to be this beautiful.
And it annoys the hell out of me because I don’t want to be attracted to her.
I want to make her suffer.

Sofia Bellini grips the hand of the girl in question. “Please, Marco.
Swear to me on your honor that my daughter will be safe with you.”
My father chuckles. “Emilia is going to give us babies, heirs to the
Rossini empire. There is no safer place for her than with our family. You know
that.”
Sofia and the girl beside her, my Emilia, embrace one another and sob.
Her grandmother and sisters cluster around her doing the same. It’s pathetic. I
would have expected less of a display from Bellinis. Certainly not this
spectacle.
My betrothed has weaknesses. Those will need to be eliminated before she
influences our sons with that nonsense.
“That’s more than enough of that,” I tell them.

She lifts her chin and her eyes meet mine for the first time. Inside
those deep-caramel orbs, I see something I like very much: rage. There during
one heartbeat and gone the next, it was only a fleeting flash. But I saw it and
I don’t mistake it for what it is.
This girl is going to be so much fun to break.

“Come, Emilia. I’m ready to take you home.”
Author Bio
Georgia
resides in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two
beautiful daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse
before she decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasn’t looked
back yet.
When she’s
not writing, she’s thinking about writing. When she’s being domestic, she’s
listening to her music and visualizing scenes for her current work in progress.
Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire it.
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Cover Reveal: Marcus by Bethany-Kris

MARCUS

by Bethany-Kris
Guzzi Legacy, #6
Publication Date: December 2, 2019
Genres: Adult, Romantic Suspense, Organized Crime. Erotic Romance, Standalone

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SYNOPSIS

When falling is easy, people often forget about the crash.

The time has finally come for Marcus Guzzi to step into his birthright. He’s the firstborn—the next boss to take over his family’s mafia and he’s never been more ready. With an MC encroaching on Guzzi territory, family expectations following him, and more responsibility on his shoulders than ever, what’s one more thing added to his ever-growing list of duties when his father asks for a favor? He just didn’t expect that favor to bring with it a woman he can’t ignore.

Cella Marcello is a lot of things. Single mother. Daughter of a former New York Underboss. A highly sought-after interior designer. Widow. The one thing she’s learned about life after all that’s happened in hers? It keeps moving on, and so does she. When a contract for a penthouse design takes her to Toronto, she isn’t ready for the gorgeously dangerous man waiting there to make sure she has everything she needs. Even if the thing she needs is him.

Marcus is everything she never wanted before now. He wasn’t even looking for someone like her. When the traumas of the past take center stage, these two will need to decide if the chance at forever is worth the risk.

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The final Guzzi Legacy novel …

Note: Marcus is a standalone romance within The Guzzi Legacy series.

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Sometimes, her designs came from things she wanted to see, because that’s what the client preferred. Knowing what little she did about Cara Guzzi, she thought perhaps the woman might prefer her spaces to be designed more to her personal tastes.

But that would be hard to do when apparently, this was meant to be a surprise. It wasn’t as though Cella could go have dinner with the woman, sit down and chat about what she wanted to see in her penthouse. Or hell, even bring the woman here to do it.

That made the job more interesting.

And tough.

Cella liked a good challenge, though.

It was only as she was coming out of the main bathroom that she realized how quiet Tiffany had become during her mother’s walk-through of the place. Not that she was concerned her daughter found trouble because that was the last thing her child seemed to do.

Soon enough, she found Tiffany.

In the living room.

With a man.

His back stayed turned to Cella as the unknown man kneeled in his sharp, black three-piece suit that seemed tailored-to-fit on his tall, lean form. Broad shoulders covered by expensive fabric led down a back made up by hard, firm lines that had Cella stopping in the entryway to the space instead of walking forward.

Well, that, and his laugh.

It was a lovely sound.

Deep.

Full of bass.

Every part of her heard it and felt it, she was sure.

It was then that Tiffany finally noticed her mother.

“Ma!”

The man stood and turned to find Cella standing in the entryway. At first, his face took her by surprise. If only because it felt like she was looking into a mirror of Gian Guzzi—only a younger version of the man, with just slight differences. Just enough, really.

A strong jawline. Squared chin. Dark, thick brows lifted when his smirking lips curved higher in a sensual smile. His brown eyes—flecked with gold—looked her over. His hair, a dark espresso color, had been cut into a style that allowed him a bit of length at the top but was trimmed short along the sides. Mostly, it just seemed as though he brushed the strands back to keep them from falling into those eyes of his.

Eyes that still hadn’t looked away from her.

“Cella,” he said. “Good to see you again.”

She swore it was like stepping back in time.

They’d met before.

At a very dark time.

Back then, Cella hadn’t taken the time to notice very much about Marcus.

“Marcus Guzzi.”

His smile deepened. “I hear you need me.”

Did she?

Cella dragged in a quick breath.

Her heart thumped hard.

What was that?

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Bethany-Kris is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother to four 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.

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Review: The Irish Don’s Black Beauty By Rose Marie

Length:337 pages

Published: July 29, 2019

Rating:⭐️⭐️⭐️

Source: Kindle Unlimited

Synopsis

It was love at first sight…well for Kahlani Edwards it was. The object of her affection…not so much. She loved his quiet, subdued and nerdy persona. She dreamed of playing in his fiery red hair, and she wanted nothing more than for him to love her back.

Little did she know that underneath the quiet and mysterious exterior of Connor O’Shea was a death dealing crime boss and heir to an Irish mob.

It was meant to be nothing more than a pity date. That’s all. How did it turn into complete obsession? How did this girl who was neither his type nor in his league bring him to his knees? Love? Never wanted it. Peace? Overrated! Anything that brought emotional attachment was not apart of his agenda, so why would he be willing to change course for anyone…. let alone her.

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This was an okay read for me….I kind of liked the storyline but I think the way the Irish accents were typed was throwing me off a little bit. Kahlani was very naive but lovable. Conner has issues but loves his beauty. I didn’t care for how it left off. The snippet of part two has me unsure if I’d continue with their story.