Title: Blood Always
Series: The Five Families #3
Series: The Five Families #3
Author: Jill Ramsower
Genre: Mafia Romance
Release Date: April 15, 2020
Blurb
It was supposed to
be business.
be business.
Two families, one
wedding, zero emotion.
wedding, zero emotion.
My father’s mafia
outfit had saved my life.
outfit had saved my life.
I owed them
everything.
everything.
An arranged marriage
was hardly a sacrifice when I would have already been long dead had it not been
for them.
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.
independence for the Lucciano Family.
I would bind myself
to the man whose family tore my life to pieces.
to the man whose family tore my life to pieces.
Matteo De Luca was
vicious claws sheathed in refinement and class.
vicious claws sheathed in refinement and class.
He saw my untamed
independence as a challenge.
independence as a challenge.
I saw his alluring
authority as a threat.
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.
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.
me.
Rip open my layers
until all my pretty secrets were scattered at his feet.
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.
wanted to experience whatever it was Matteo had to offer, and I hated myself
for it.
I wanted to launch
myself at him.
myself at him.
To kiss him. To kill
him.
him.
To end the
debilitating torture of the unknown.
debilitating torture of the unknown.
The moment our paths
collided, our lives were altered irrevocably.
collided, our lives were altered irrevocably.
Taking us from
enemies allied by a strategic marriage to something dark and consuming.
enemies allied by a strategic marriage to something dark and consuming.
Something that
tasted like obsession.
tasted like obsession.
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Excerpt
I arrived at my
apartment at nine o’clock sharp and found Matteo waiting for me outside my
door. I’d had two martinis with dinner, and on top of the champagne, even food
hadn’t been enough to counteract the alcohol. I wasn’t about to stumble in
front of any trucks, but I was far more affected than I would have
preferred.
apartment at nine o’clock sharp and found Matteo waiting for me outside my
door. I’d had two martinis with dinner, and on top of the champagne, even food
hadn’t been enough to counteract the alcohol. I wasn’t about to stumble in
front of any trucks, but I was far more affected than I would have
preferred.
It was my own fault.
I’d known I would
see him. I’d known how important it was to be in possession of all my faculties
in his presence, but I’d indulged in the drinks anyway. I had told myself it
was my reward for spending a day with my family, but that wasn’t the truth of it.
Deep down, in a darkest part of me that I refused to acknowledge, I wanted to
drop my defenses.
see him. I’d known how important it was to be in possession of all my faculties
in his presence, but I’d indulged in the drinks anyway. I had told myself it
was my reward for spending a day with my family, but that wasn’t the truth of it.
Deep down, in a darkest part of me that I refused to acknowledge, I wanted to
drop my defenses.
All my life I’d kept
the world at gunpoint.
the world at gunpoint.
It was exhausting.
The ease of letting
go was shamefully alluring. He was my enemy. Of all people, he was the last person
I should entrust with my protection. And yet … that’s exactly what I’d done.
Handed myself over in a state of intoxication, unable to fully defend myself.
go was shamefully alluring. He was my enemy. Of all people, he was the last person
I should entrust with my protection. And yet … that’s exactly what I’d done.
Handed myself over in a state of intoxication, unable to fully defend myself.
It was time to see
if Matteo De Luca would keep me afloat or use those capable hands to hold me
under.
if Matteo De Luca would keep me afloat or use those capable hands to hold me
under.
He leaned his
muscled frame against the wall in a statement of casual indifference, but his
eyes betrayed him. Even with alcohol clouding my vision, I could still see the
ruthless storm that raged in his oceanic gaze. A majestic tidal wave of temper
and domination looking to break on my rocky shores.
muscled frame against the wall in a statement of casual indifference, but his
eyes betrayed him. Even with alcohol clouding my vision, I could still see the
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.
me.
Batter my jagged
defenses until he’d smoothed all my hard edges and whittled me away to my
foundations.
defenses until he’d smoothed all my hard edges and whittled me away to my
foundations.
He pretended to be a
simple passing storm in the distance, but I knew the devastation he could
wreak. I could feel it not just in my bones but in my core where fissures of
lust uncoiled and warmed me from the inside out.
simple passing storm in the distance, but I knew the devastation he could
wreak. I could feel it not just in my bones but in my core where fissures of
lust uncoiled and warmed me from the inside out.
I wanted to launch
myself at him.
myself at him.
To kiss him. To kill
him.
him.
To end the
debilitating torture of the unknown.
debilitating torture of the unknown.
I wanted to
experience whatever it was Matteo had to offer, and I hated myself for it.
Unfortunately for me, my own self-loathing wasn’t enough to keep me from
inviting the lion inside my den. Without a word, I unlocked my door, feeling
his stealthy presence stalk behind me.
experience whatever it was Matteo had to offer, and I hated myself for it.
Unfortunately for me, my own self-loathing wasn’t enough to keep me from
inviting the lion inside my den. Without a word, I unlocked my door, feeling
his stealthy presence stalk behind me.
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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…
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.
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.
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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