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Today I'm giving away a copy of Sabrina York's Making Over Maris and a copy of Kristine Cayne's Everything Bared! Both of these books are sizzling hot, and they'll go to one lucky winner!
"This is the first book I have ever read by this author and I have to say I couldn't put it down till I finished it. What a ride I got! Love, action, excitement, crime families, heck, what more could you ask??" - Cedarblue, Amazon reader
"I just love Dana's writing, the plot is very well thought out, fast paced and full of action, and as I've said before with her work, every word is relevant. The story has everything, romance, revenge, 'blood', 'honor', suspense, action, you name it this book covers it. Dana Delamar is definitely an author to watch." - Lindsay and Jane's Views and Reviews blog
"...once I got started with Malavita, I could not, would not put it down. The storyline is captivating from the beginning.... Not only do you have a fantastic love story, but the Mob is involved...I felt dirty (in a good way) just reading it. Written expertly. Exciting, fun, action, suspense, love, honor, loyalty....just fantastic!!" - Liz Cabrejos, Amazon reader
What's it about?
A son determined to avenge his family. A daughter desperate for peace.
Two fathers intent on destruction...
Two fathers intent on destruction...
Enrico Lucchesi never wanted anything to do with the Mafia. But when his brothers were murdered, he accepted that he would someday be the next don. However, he doesn't accept that he must marry the daughter of the man who killed them. Enrico will never trust an Andretti, never mind love one. The Andrettis are up to something with their so-called "truce"--and Enrico must avenge his siblings. But will his dark secret spell the end of his vengeance--and possibly the Lucchesis?
After Antonella Andretti's father tries to destroy the Lucchesis, she persuades him that an alliance--achieved by her marriage to Enrico, the "golden boy" she's loved from afar--would be in everyone's best interests. As her wedding day approaches, people close to her father start dying, and her fiancé's behavior is suspect. When she learns Enrico's true feelings about her--and what her father's actual plans are--will Antonella damn their families to eternal war, or will she broker a peace that might destroy her heart?
Excerpt:
Enrico offered Antonella a hand up. She rose from the stone floor of the loggia and dusted off her dress, then turned her back to Enrico. “Do I look all right?”
His hand brushed along her hip, leaving tingles in its wake. “You look lovely.”
The deepened tones of his voice, the slow, appreciative way he delivered the compliment, started her heart pounding, made her breath catch in her throat. Could he possibly mean what he was saying? Well, he had kissed her, and then when he’d taken her hand and placed it on his…
She could hardly believe any of it had happened. But it had. That kiss, so soft, so gentle, so delicious. And then that hardness—she’d caused that. She had.
It was enough to make her head spin.
Enrico’s fingers closed around hers and he tugged her to him. “I’m sorry we were interrupted,” he said, a smile curving his mouth.
The fluttering in her chest intensified. Was he going to kiss her again? She’d dreamed of this moment for so long, she felt almost sick with anticipation—and fear. What if she disappointed him? What if he laughed at her?
What if… he was toying with her?
She searched his face, trying to read his intentions. His chocolate brown eyes twinkling, he bent down until his lips hovered over hers. “I promise to be a gentleman,” he said before kissing her again, more firmly this time, his lips coaxing a soft sound out of her as an indescribable pleasure swept through her body.
Every place they touched, every bit of skin, lit up as if it were giving off sparks. He slid a hand up to cup the base of her skull, and the other pressed against her lower back, urging her against him once more. But it was his mouth—his wonderful, sinful mouth—that truly undid Antonella. His lips parted, moving against hers in a slow feathering caress that she mimicked, pleased to hear him groan low in his throat and clutch her more fiercely.
His mouth opened wider and his tongue traveled across the seam of her lips. Did he want her to…? He did it again, and she opened up for him, shocked and amazed when his tongue swept inside her mouth, finding hers and stroking it. She’d never have guessed she’d enjoy such a thing, but now she understood why the girls in her class had giggled about it.
She clutched at his broad shoulders, her knees feeling suddenly weak. How had he reduced her to a quivering mass so quickly? She was nothing but raw emotion, raw reaction. It was all so overwhelming, she needed to sit down. She broke the kiss, and his eyes opened. He looked as stunned as she felt. “Are you okay?” he asked.
He hadn’t let go of her, and she was grateful for it. “It’s just so… much,” she finally whispered. Dio, she must sound like an idiot! Heat raced over her neck and face, making her ears burn.
He chuckled, but he still held her. “I’d forgotten.”
“What?”
“My first kiss. It shocked the hell out of me.”
Jealousy swamped her. Someone else had kissed her Rico. She straightened and held his gaze. “I’m not shocked.”
“Surprised, at least?”
“A little,” she allowed.
“Want to do it again?” he asked, a wicked grin on his face.
Excerpt:
Enrico offered Antonella a hand up. She rose from the stone floor of the loggia and dusted off her dress, then turned her back to Enrico. “Do I look all right?”
His hand brushed along her hip, leaving tingles in its wake. “You look lovely.”
The deepened tones of his voice, the slow, appreciative way he delivered the compliment, started her heart pounding, made her breath catch in her throat. Could he possibly mean what he was saying? Well, he had kissed her, and then when he’d taken her hand and placed it on his…
She could hardly believe any of it had happened. But it had. That kiss, so soft, so gentle, so delicious. And then that hardness—she’d caused that. She had.
It was enough to make her head spin.
Enrico’s fingers closed around hers and he tugged her to him. “I’m sorry we were interrupted,” he said, a smile curving his mouth.
The fluttering in her chest intensified. Was he going to kiss her again? She’d dreamed of this moment for so long, she felt almost sick with anticipation—and fear. What if she disappointed him? What if he laughed at her?
What if… he was toying with her?
She searched his face, trying to read his intentions. His chocolate brown eyes twinkling, he bent down until his lips hovered over hers. “I promise to be a gentleman,” he said before kissing her again, more firmly this time, his lips coaxing a soft sound out of her as an indescribable pleasure swept through her body.
Every place they touched, every bit of skin, lit up as if it were giving off sparks. He slid a hand up to cup the base of her skull, and the other pressed against her lower back, urging her against him once more. But it was his mouth—his wonderful, sinful mouth—that truly undid Antonella. His lips parted, moving against hers in a slow feathering caress that she mimicked, pleased to hear him groan low in his throat and clutch her more fiercely.
His mouth opened wider and his tongue traveled across the seam of her lips. Did he want her to…? He did it again, and she opened up for him, shocked and amazed when his tongue swept inside her mouth, finding hers and stroking it. She’d never have guessed she’d enjoy such a thing, but now she understood why the girls in her class had giggled about it.
She clutched at his broad shoulders, her knees feeling suddenly weak. How had he reduced her to a quivering mass so quickly? She was nothing but raw emotion, raw reaction. It was all so overwhelming, she needed to sit down. She broke the kiss, and his eyes opened. He looked as stunned as she felt. “Are you okay?” he asked.
He hadn’t let go of her, and she was grateful for it. “It’s just so… much,” she finally whispered. Dio, she must sound like an idiot! Heat raced over her neck and face, making her ears burn.
He chuckled, but he still held her. “I’d forgotten.”
“What?”
“My first kiss. It shocked the hell out of me.”
Jealousy swamped her. Someone else had kissed her Rico. She straightened and held his gaze. “I’m not shocked.”
“Surprised, at least?”
“A little,” she allowed.
“Want to do it again?” he asked, a wicked grin on his face.
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