Release Blitz: Tinder Heart by Bree Pierce


Title: Tinder Heart 
Author: Bree Pierce 
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc
Themes: Small Town, Friends to Lovers 
Sub Genre: Contemporary






When those closest to me stabbed me in the back, I ran away from the city for a chance to heal. Then I met Will, my living, breathing, fantasy man. And the epitome of everything that could break my heart. He might walk away if I tell him the secret I hold so close—if I don’t push him away first. Can I trust a man with my heart one more time?








Book enthusiast is a good way to describe Bree. She’s loved to read and write since she was a young child. Her favorite Christmas gift was a set of abridged classics. It awoke a hunger for all things books. She published her first novella, Twisted Destinies Book 1: Balloons in the Yard, in January 2015. Since then, she has been honing her craft and writing as much as she can. She likes to write in multiple genres and gets much of her inspiration from dreams and conversations with her husband.

Bree was home schooled during high school and then attended a university. She graduated with honors with a degree in Mass Media and a minor in Spanish. Unfortunately the Spanish didn’t stick well. During her college years, she worked as a waitress. Bree resides in Arkansas. She is married and has four children.


Cover Reveal: The Uncertain Scientist by K Webster & Nicole Blanchard

The Uncertain Scientist

by K Webster & Nicole Blanchard
Publication Date: September 9, 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Sci-Fi, Romance

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I had everything I ever wanted.
I was brilliant, successful, esteemed.
Alone.
But I didn’t mind. I liked being alone.
Until they stole me.
And I wake up, captive, pregnant with an alien baby—and still a virgin.
For a race of freaks nearing extinction, there seems to be far, far too many of them.
Everywhere I turn, one of the morts or their human mates wants to comfort me, make me feel welcome and safe. But I don’t want to feel welcome or safe. I want the life they stole from me.
None of them pay any heed to my angry tirades, least of all the father of the child I carry. There’s no doubt he wants the baby, but that isn’t all he wants.
In fact, I’m beginning to think if some of the morts had their way I’d never be alone again.

The Mad Lieutenant

The Lost Planet Series, Book Three
by K Webster & Nicole Blanchard
Publication Date: June 11, 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Sci-Fi, Romance

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Her voice brought me back from the darkness, but I don’t want the sweet relief she promises. Unlike the rest of the morts on my planet, I don’t want a mate. Especially not her.

She’s loud, boisterous, and doesn’t take no for an answer.

Unlike the rest of the alien females my brothers have woken from cryosleep, Molly doesn’t find my growls intimidating. The more I try to ignore her, the more she tries to befriend me.

I’d been taken captive once by the virus that nearly killed me. I bear its scars, not only on my body, but in my thoughts. No woman, not even one as beautiful as Molly, can heal me.

I don’t want her, but she needs me.

The Vanished Specialist

The Lost Planet Series, Book Two
by K Webster & Nicole Blanchard
Publication Date: April 3, 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Sci-Fi, Romance

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My lilapetal is dying…and I can’t save her.
The woman who brought me back to life may not live long enough to see me truly happy.
All the tests, the experiments have failed me…and I have failed her.
If I don’t devise a cure to save my alien, I’ll spend the rest of my existence on Mortuus alone.
The others believe my mate isn’t strong enough to survive. That she can’t breed and should be put back into cryosleep until she’s healed.
But I won’t allow it.
I will defy the only family I’ve ever known to save her.
Even if it means vanishing into the unknown.
She is all that matters and no amount of her protests will keep me from doing what I must to keep her safe.

The Forgotten Commander

The Lost Planet Series, Book One
by K Webster & Nicole Blanchard
Publication Date: February 13, 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Sci-Fi, Romance

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Our planet, Mortuus, is lost and dying.
A desolate place where a few lone survivors dwell.
My men have lost hope. Our future is bleak.
Longevity is a luxury we can’t afford.
The most we can hope for is survival.
We’ve all but given up when an opportunity presents itself.

Five females—a chance at a future.
Procuring these women went against everything I’d been taught, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
They’re ours now.
Asleep and made ready for breeding.
We won’t die out—lost and forgotten.
It’s our destiny to grow and once again inhabit our lonely planet.
I am Breccan Aloisius, the forgotten commander.
My people will have the future they deserve.
I’ll make sure of it.
My mind is made up…until she wakes and nothing goes as planned.

 

About K. Webster


K Webster is the author of dozens of romance books in many different genres including contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, and erotic romance. When not spending time with her husband of twelve years and two adorable children, she’s active on social media connecting with her readers.
Her other passions besides writing include reading and graphic design. K can always be found in front of her computer chasing her next idea and taking action. She looks forward to the day when she will see one of her titles on the big screen.

About Nicole Blanchard

Nicole
Nicole Blanchard is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of gritty romantic suspense and heartwarming new adult romance. She and her family reside in the south along with their menagerie of animals.

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Release Blitz: Blindsiding Mr. Quinlan by Loni Ree


Title: Blindsiding Mr. Quinlan 
Author: Loni Ree 
Genre: Contemporary Romance 
Series: Fielding-Stone Gallery #2 


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During a side trip to Las Vegas for business meetings, Billionaire, Orion Quinlan is blindsided when he finds his soulmate. Not one to let anything standing in his way, he whisks her away to his private island to convince her that he’s a safe bet.
Jenna Neal is amazed by her feelings for Orion Quinlan and gives herself to him without reservation, but misunderstandings happen, and Jenna runs away. The spoiled Billionaire finds it’s not always easy to get everything you want.
Jenna has news that’s going to Blindside Mr. Quinlan all over again.













Title: Sideswiping Mr. Lane 
Series: Fielding-Stone Gallery #1


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Loni Ree, a very busy mom of six, loves to read because she finds that reading helps her escape the chaos of everyday life. She loves quick, red-hot reads that are on the excessive side. Writing is a passion of hers, so Loni decided to share the stories floating around in her mind. Her short, steamy stories are a little over the top because she believes reading should be an escape from real life. Her steamy romances turn Alphaholes into Pussycats and always have a happily ever after, guaranteed!






Blog Tour/ARC Review: I Hate You by Ilsa Madden-Mills!

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I want you . . . even when I hate you.

I Hate You, an all-new enemies to lovers sports romance from Wall Street Journal bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills, is available now!

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Blaze Townsend: I hate you.

Charisma Rossi: I hate you more.

She’s been expecting this ever since their latest showdown. She had good reason.

Hottest guy she’s ever seen.

Former fling.

Dumped her in front of her friends.

At her own party.

So no, she’s not about to forgive and forget just because he sits next to her in class.

He thinks all he has to do is turn on those baby blues, and she’ll melt right back into his arms. Please.She’d be crazy to let this cocky player affect her again. (Tell that to her body.)

Charisma Rossi.

Nerd girl with a dash of bad.

The one who got under his skin.

The one he cut loose.

Blaze knows she’s the riskiest prospect at Waylon University, but none of the interchangeable girls he hooks up with have ever made him feel the way she did. There’s absolutely no way he can have the girl and the game.

So why can’t he stop trying to win her back?

Can this wide receiver score the girl or will he make the biggest fumble of his life

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I loved Charm and Blaze’s story! They went from hating each other due to insecurities and miscommunication to just taking a chance on love! They both had issues but when they finally overcame them it was the sweetest thing ever! This story was adorable and I enjoyed reading!

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Excerpt:

“Need some help?”

I’m on my tiptoes when the question comes, trying to reach a book on the top shelf in the bookstore at the student center.

My heart does a nosedive off a cliff as that familiar gruff voice washes over me, his accent a smooth drawl that’s reminiscent of hot summer nights and slow kisses—kisses we never had…well, except for that one time freshman year.

I ignore him and try to grab the book.

“You’re too short. Let me,” Blaze says, this time closer, his voice soft.

I ease back on my feet and whip around, internally wishing I’d worn something more I hate you and don’t you wish you still had me, but sadly, I’m not in my kickass shoes and itchy dress. Today it’s flat-soled red Converse, black joggers, and a Yankees sweatshirt. I blow at a piece of hair in my face. Shit.

Of course, he looks magnificent in a tight long-sleeved black shirt that clings to his broad chest and tapered jeans molded to those leg muscles. His face is unshaven, the darkness on his jawline adding a broody look.

Curse him and his hotness.

I stare at him a little too long, until I snap out of it.

“I don’t need help,” My voice is strangled as I move to brush past him—forget the textbooks—but he reaches out and takes my elbow.

“Charisma—”

His fingers are a hot brand on my skin—it’s the first time we’ve touched in three months—and I pull away. A tremble starts in my legs. How dare he?It was one thing to see him in a social setting and pretend I was fine, but when we’re face to face without people watching… “Don’t put your hands on me. I’m not your hookup anymore, football player.”

His face reddens, and he drops his arms. “I didn’t mean—” he stops, not finishing as he studies my face.

I wonder what he sees. You know what he sees, Charisma—someone who wasn’t up to his usual standards.

Everything I didn’t say last night rushes out. “Didn’t mean to what? Dump me in the middle of my own sorority’s party in front of all my friends and half of campus? And you know, that’s totally fine. We both knew I wasn’t enough to keep your attention.”

His jaw clenches and he frowns, his brow furrowing. “I didn’t plan for things to happen that way.”

“How did you want to break up with me? Over candlelight? A text would have worked just fine,” I bite out.

The silence builds between us, and he watches me intently, as if trying to figure me out. He starts at my hair and works his way down to my feet, then comes back to my face. Just when I think I might combust from the intensity of his eyes, he looks away.

“What?” I cock my hip. “You look like you want to say something.”

He taps his hand against his leg. Ice-blue eyes, ones I used to stare into and get butterflies from, glitter down at me. “You just can’t handle that ended things, sweetheart.”

“Not your sweetheart.”

“Never were.”

Shit…shit…my heart feels like an anvil just landed on it, heavy and hard, and I can’t breathe for a second at his words, part of me pissed, the other part devastated. I wanted to be his sweetheart, I did, but he…

You’re not my type.

“Thanks for the reminder,” I say quietly, my anger folding away piece by piece and slipping into that horrible self-pity I despise.

He closes his eyes and scrubs his face with those talented hands, strong and big and capable, skillful with a football.

He steps in front of me, much like he did last night, and I tilt my head back to take him in. At my height of five feet, three inches, it’s hard to glare at a guy who towers over you and not look ridiculous, but I manage—until his eyes flicker with lingering emotion.

I dart my eyes around the store, searching for a way out, but I’m stuck between him and a bookshelf. “You’re blocking my path.” I focus on his legs. No sexiness there—well, except for the tight muscles under that denim.

“This is what I know,” he says in a low voice, ignoring my statement. “You told me we were just messing around. You set all the rules. Isn’t that how you operate? So why does me ending things with you even matter?”

“You never asked for more. You could have.” The revealing words fall around us, tinged with hurt, and I want to pull them back.

The silence between us crackles, yet I’m aware of other people around us. There are a few girls on another aisle, and I glance over as one of them pulls out her phone. No doubt she’s taking a picture of him. Part of me retreats, anxious she’ll get me in that photo—a girl who clearly doesn’t belong. He doesn’t notice. Everyone knows who he is, and they’re probably wondering why he’s talking to me.

“No, I didn’t,” he finally says, the words taut as if pulled from him unwillingly. He taps his leg, his tell that he’s anxious or angry. We weren’t together long, but every moment we spent together, I studied him like a wine connoisseur given a glass of rare cabernet. I know what makes him laugh, usually random things that make no sense. I know that groan he makes deep in this throat when he slides inside me, like he’s home. I know the feel of his hand when he cups my face and stares at me, a hesitant expression on his face—

“You can’t even look at me anymore. I wonder why,” he says, his voice a challenge.

Steeling myself, I face those baby blues. “You know why. I wish we’d never met up last fall. I wish you’d never flirted with me. I wish I’d never fucked you that first time in the library—”

“Same page. Same fucking page, Charisma.” And then he’s walking away, broad shoulders swaying as he stalks down the aisle…


About Ilsa Madden-Mills

Wall Street Journal, New York Times, and USA Today best-selling author Ilsa Madden-Mills is best known for her angsty new adult romances and romantic comedies.

Eight of her eleven novels have placed in the Amazon Top 10 Best-seller List: Dirty English #1; Fake Fiancée and I Dare You #2; I Bet You, Filthy English, and Very Bad Things #6; Boyfriend Bargain #8; The Last Guy, her collaboration with Tia Louise, #4.

A former high school English teacher, she adores all things Pride and Prejudice, and of course, Mr. Darcy is her ultimate hero.

She’s addicted to frothy coffee beverages, cheesy magnets, and any book featuring unicorns and sword-wielding females. Feel free to stalk her online.

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Cover Reveal: Nanny And The Boss by R.S. Elliot

Title: Nanny And The Boss 
Author: R. S. Elliot 
Genre: Contemporary Romance 
I dreamed about my billionaire crush for years.  
And now, I can’t have him.  
He’s my new boss and I’m hired to care for his 6-year old son. 
I can’t afford to lose this job. 
Which means that I need to keep my temptation in check. 
Crawling into bed with him isn’t an option. 
Even though every bone in my body screams of jealousy. 
His mother hates me. He’s got a hot girlfriend. 
And I know nothing about being a nanny.
It makes me crazy to think about him with someone else. 
So, I have a choice to make.
I confess my feelings and risk losing my job. 
Or… I watch him leave and let my heart shatter to pieces. 
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Release Blitz/ARC Review: Ceifador X by Demi Vice!

Title: Ceifador X
Series: Prison Saints #1.5
Author: Demi Vice
Genre: Dark/Contemporary Romance
 Release Date: August 13, 2019
Blurb
Feared like death, worshipped like light;

He was my breath, and I was poisoned at first sight.


Just as the earth was round, I, Bianca Di Vaio, have always
been sick. I’d spent most of my life confined in my room, secluded in my
mansion, and off-limits to all the men who worked for my father, the kingpin of
Manhattan.

Then one night, I heard his voice.


Antonio Castillo talked like desire but looked like death;
dressed in all black wearing a metal skull for a face. He was the deadliest man
at my father’s disposal. The Knight who earned the name, Grim Reaper.

Have you ever heard the story about a caged young girl
who met her knight in broken armor?

*CEIFADOR X is a PREQUEL to THE KNIGHT’S ROSE and must be read beforehand*

Ceifador X ends with a cliff hanger and will continue in The
Knight’s Rose
. This book contains steamy, graphic and taboo material
between an older man and a younger girl that might be offensive for some.


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This was a really good prequel! I was immediately sucked into this dark story. The secrets and drama left me wanting to read more! What did Bianca do and why???? I need answers! I can’t wait to read the next book!

Excerpt
Knock… knock knock… knock.

The playful
patterned echoed throughout my room.
The
man doesn’t seem like a monster.
I took a step closer to the door. Or a demon. I took another step. Or anything unholy. The space between
myself and the door no longer existed.
My eyes dropped
to the wiggling door handle. The man said something in Spanish—I think—when the
door wouldn’t open.
“It’s locked…” My
voice was tiny.
“Hello?” The
mystery man’s voice was thick and full of another world outside of the mansion,
New York, or America.
“Hi.”

Silence filled
the void between us until he cleared his throat. “You can open the door. I
don’t bite.” His voice was cunning as if he had a smile on his face. Or at
least, I hoped.
I laughed
nervously. “No, I can’t. But you can.”
“What?” He was
confused until he noticed the three locks on his side of the door.
Click. He unlocked the first. “Why… why
are you locked inside?” he questioned, his words close to one another.
“Because unlike
you, I bite,” I joked. Probably not the best time, but he laughed. A sound so
rich and thrilling it made my head rush.
This man didn’t
sound dangerous, not even the slightest.
Click.

My stomach
plummeted to the ground.
“What’s your
name, gorgeous?” he asked before turning the last lock.
My cheeks
crimsoned, and I introduce myself. “Bianca.”
“Beautiful name.”

I nodded wildly,
and I took a step back, preparing for him to open the door. “What’s yours?”
“Antonio. Why are
you locked inside?” he asked again, this time hoping for a straight answer.
“I’m sick,” I
confessed, playing with the drawstring of my baby pink plaid pajama pants which
were far too large for me even in the smallest size they came in. “But it’s not
contagious,” I reassured.
“I’m drunk,” he
confessed. “And it’s contagious… when you have a bottle.”
I smiled so hard
I thought my face was going to split in two. No wonder his words were a little
put together.
“Are you going to
open the door?”
He let out a
long, heavy sigh I wished so badly I could feel against my face.
“I shouldn’t,
shouldn’t I, Bianca?”
My heart skipped.

“Say it again,” I
begged.
“What?” He
chuckled uneasily.
“My name. Say my
name again.” It came out bratty.
Antonio said
nothing.
“Sorry, sorry. I
guess that was weird. Sorry.” I cringed at my behavior.
That’s what I got
for my little to no people skills. I never thought before I spoke or acted. I
took another step back from the door, from the man behind it, feeling like we
needed space. Because apparently, the door between us wasn’t enough.
“No, it wasn’t… Bianca.” He spoke my name like it was
made for his lips, leaving my cheeks rosy and red.
I bit the tip of
my tongue and glared at the doorknob.
Just one more click, I thought.

“Why are you
locked inside?” Antonio asked, again.
I was going to
give him the same answer as before until I thought about the question.
“Because I try to
escape.”
“Escape?”

I nodded,
forgetting he couldn’t see me. “I try to leave my room. A lot.”
“Why?”

“Because I
shouldn’t be caged, but I have to be.”
Antonio hummed,
“Where do you escape?”
“The library.
It’s the blue door, in front of the stairs.”
“So, if I were to
open the door, you would try to run?”
I let out one
single nervous giggle, “I won’t get far.”
Antonio unleashed
a soulful laugh I immediately recorded in my head for one of my bad days when I
needed a pick me up.
“So, you would
try to escape,” he said while laughing.
Not if you come inside.

“Are you going to
unlock the door?” I asked again, impatiently.
“Nothing good
comes from anything that’s locked,” he hesitated, contemplating his decision to
be here.
The truth was, he
shouldn’t have been here. I should’ve told him to leave, but I was selfish and
wanted the faceless man behind the locked door.
“Dangerous things
lie behind locked doors and cages, Bianca,” his tone, dark.
I heard Antonio
take a step back, and I quickly moved forward. I didn’t want him to leave. I
wanted the last
click, the turn of
the handle, and the eyes of a man my father claimed to be evil.
“That’s not
true.”
“Oh, really?”

“Our hearts are
behind a cage. Does that make them dangerous?”
If it was
possible to hear a smirk, I heard it.
“Like you
wouldn’t believe. The heart is the most dangerous part of a human, Bianca.” He
took another step back. “
Talvez você seja
ingênuo e jovem demais para entender.
That wasn’t
Spanish.
“What language
was that?”
“Portuguese. I’m
Brazilian.”
“What did you
say?”
Perhaps you’re too naive and too young to
understand.
His words hit me,
hard. I was too much of everything that proved I’d grown up in a cage.
Too naive and
wise.
Too young and
dying.
Too caged and
lost.
“I’m not
dangerous, Antonio. I promise you.”
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Demi Vice lives in the windy city of Chicago and is a
graphic designer by day and a romance writer by night. She’s hopelessly
consumed by new ideas involving flawed characters who border between good or
bad, heroes or villains, saints or sinners, and deserve happily-ever-after
endings.
She enjoys reading Edgar Allan Poe, cooking medium-rare
steaks, and trying to relax by doing yoga and drinking green tea.
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Cover Reveal: Chris by Bethany-Kris

CHRIS

by Bethany-Kris
Guzzi Legacy, #3
Publication Date: September 2, 2019
Genres: Adult, STANDALONE, Romantic Suspense, Organized Crime. Erotic Romance

Cover Reveal Credits: Lee Ching @Under Cover Designs

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SYNOPSIS

A made man versus the cartel …

The job was simple—a contract from a powerful crime family to retrieve Valeria Lòpez. A woman believed to have been forcibly taken by one of the major cartels in Mexico. Easy enough, right?

Christopher Guzzi thought so, but the details made it difficult. He didn’t expect to trick his way into the path of the cartel leader only to develop feelings for the woman he was meant to recover. That leader’s wife. Every step he takes is risky, and one wrong move could leave them both dead. Too bad that’s not enough to keep him away from Valeria as he tries to find a way to free her.

Hope is a dangerous thing.
Love is even worse.

Here, everybody plays dirty.
No one can be trusted.
So, how do they get out alive?

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Note: Chris is book 3 in The Guzzi Legacy. It is a standalone novel.

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“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Gian said, giving Chris a wave to enter the office first, “shall we get started?”

Dare picked up the remote on his desk and pointed it at the screen once Chris and his father entered the office. The picture changed when he pressed a button, showcasing Andino in a tux, a woman in a white wedding dress, and a little girl between them being held by a black-haired, beautiful woman with a wide smile.

And God, yeah, beautiful didn’t do the woman justice. Her joyful smile brightened her delicate features, and her black hair had a glossy sheen under the sunlight. Tall, and curvy, the lavender dress she had picked for the day hugged her body and showed off all kinds of leg.

With only a picture, Chris thought whoever had taken it had captured the woman’s beauty, her confidence, and her womanly appeal all at the same time.

Quite a feat.

“Valeria Lòpez,” Cree said when Dare stayed quiet. “Formerly Gomez, but she changed it after a forced marriage to Jorge Lòpez at fifteen when the cartel killed her mother down in Mexico, it became a means to blackmail her father. Or, those are the details we have.”

“That’s all we had,” Andino muttered.

“Right,” Dare said, nodding at Andino, “and so this is what we’re working on. Somehow, around sixteen from what we understand, Valeria was pregnant, and ran away from her husband, and the cartel. She found her way to the States, and we don’t know how. What we do know is her daughter was born in the States, and at some point, she met Haven Murphy.”

“Marcello, now,” Andino added under his breath.

That name rang a bell.

Chris looked to Andino. “Your new wife?”

Andino nodded. “The two happened to be roommates for quite a while before I came along, Valeria worked for Haven, and one night she came home … seemed like Val up and left and so did—”

Dare pressed a button, and the screen changed to a single picture of the little girl Valeria had been holding in the wedding picture. “Her daughter, Maria. Who is six. We cannot find anything for this little girl anywhere at the moment. No school records in Mexico, nothing for a doctor, and … yeah.”

Chris let out a heavy breath as he took in the black-haired, brown-eyed child. She looked all of maybe five on the screen if that. Cute, with a wide, toothy smile, and her arms high in the air as her yellow summer dress spun around her legs.

“Jorge Lòpez is her father,” Dare said, “but what’s important is … Valeria ran from the cartel, we’re aware she was forced into marriage, and at some point, they took her again. We have every reason to believe she is back with the cartel.”

“Might she want to be there?” Chris asked.

“Possibly,” the man returned, “but you must figure that out when you get inside, won’t you?”

Gian hummed under his breath beside his son. “And that’s why you want me here, isn’t it? Being the boss of the Guzzis, I’m not affiliated to the Marcellos on paper as a business partner, they wouldn’t expect me to go there for her, and I could use my status and territory as a transaction for them, correct?”

“They wouldn’t suspect something’s up, no.”

Chris looked to the two Marcello men as this was their job. They had come here with it, and they wanted to retrieve the woman. “Why is she important? A cartel wife … that’s playing with fire. I’m familiar with details about the Lòpez cartel. Jorge, he’s the oldest son, and has taken over more now that his father took a step back years ago. And you want to … what, take his wife and child from him?”

Andino arched a brow, replying, “I respect the hesitance, but the woman never asked for the life they gave her. From what my wife explained, and I understood, Val stayed on the run and had been for years, which meant she had to be running from something.”

“Or someone,” Chris finished.

“Jorge, likely,” Andino agreed. “Val and Haven … she needs to know if Val is where she wants to be, is safe, and happy. And if she is, fine, we leave it alone. But if she isn’t, and if she needs help, that’s what you’re here to do.”

Chris cleared his throat and nodded once. “All right.”

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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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