Title: Blood Always
Series: The Five Families
Author: Jill Ramsower
Release: April 15, 2020
Genre: Mafia Romance (stand alone)
Blurb:
It was supposed to be
business.
Two families, one wedding,
zero emotion.
My father’s mafia outfit had
saved my life.
I owed them everything.
An arranged marriage was
hardly a sacrifice when I would have already been long dead had it not been for
them.
I would give up my
independence for the Lucciano Family.
I would bind myself to the man
whose family tore my life to pieces.
Matteo De Luca was vicious
claws sheathed in refinement and class.
He saw my untamed independence
as a challenge.
I saw his alluring authority
as a threat.
There was a ruthless storm that
raged in his oceanic gaze. A majestic tidal wave of temper and domination
looking to break on my rocky shores.
He would annihilate me.
Rip open my layers until all
my pretty secrets were scattered at his feet.
The worst part? I wanted to
experience whatever it was Matteo had to offer, and I hated myself for it.
I wanted to launch myself at
him.
To kiss him. To kill him.
To end the debilitating
torture of the unknown.
The moment our paths collided,
our lives were altered irrevocably.
Taking us from enemies allied
by a strategic marriage to something dark and consuming.
Something that tasted like
obsession.
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Author Bio:
Within a year of
self-publishing her first book, Jill Ramsower quit her job as an attorney and
dedicated her days to churning out romantic adventures. She likes to think of
her books as contemporary romance with a touch of fantasy—at its core, her
writing is about the connection between two people. Sometimes that connection
involves a little magic…
With Jill’s books, you can
count on confident heroines, plenty of steamy tension, and deliciously
assertive leading men. There are no guarantees in life, but with her books, you
know everything will work out in the end. However, a perfect ending would not be
nearly as satisfying without a seemingly insurmountable challenge. Jill loves
to add plenty of adversity in her stories, creating unforgettably dynamic
characters and sneaky plot twists you will never see coming.
Jill is a Texan, born and
raised. She manages the hectic social calendars for her three active children
and occasionally spends an evening with her dashing husband. Aside from being
an author and a mom, she's a travel junkie and loves to read when she is not
lost in her own stories.
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Excerpt:
I wiggled from his grasp, sliding down off the counter. “I
actually have somewhere I need to be tonight, so I need to finish what I was
doing.” Somewhere, as in, not here with you. I picked up my gun, assessing my
progress.
Matteo’s stare was an incessant wasp buzzing in my face, refusing
to allow me escape.
“What?” I bit out, glaring up at him. “Do you need me to show you
the door?”
His gaze sparked—icy flames scorching every inch of me. “What
plans?” He’d teased and prodded, coerced and demanded, but now his words were
the deadly strike of a viper.
I could respond in one of two ways: play my flute and soothe the
beast or hiss back with my own venomous attack. I knew which one was wiser. I
also knew I felt exposed and vulnerable. There was nothing more vicious than a
cornered animal, wounded and afraid—not that I would ever admit my fears to
him.
It didn’t take any debate or consideration to know which option I
would choose. I went with my instinct, and that instinct screamed to protect.
I’d been a flight type of girl before and spent years reprogramming my brain.
Now, my brand of defense was to fight.
“Until I walk down that aisle, my affairs are none of your
concern.” The innuendo had been strategic. My voice, a whip snapped in warning.
Matteo wasn’t one to back down easily. If anything, my response
only poked the angry bear.
He slowly, menacingly positioned himself so close I could feel
the sultry heat emanating from his broad chest. “You go near another fucking
man, aisle or no aisle, and I’ll kill him.”
Matteo didn’t do idle threats. He was making that crystal clear.
“What happened to just business?”
“That was before. Before I you sucked the air from my lungs like
your life depended on it. Before I’d felt your claws retract and saw a glimpse
of what’s hiding beneath the armor. Before you made my cock so hard it hurt to
breathe. I don’t know what this is between us, but it is certainly not just
business.”
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