#Teaser of The Score (The Russian Guns Book 3) - "Always good ..."
As The Score is scheduled to release in less than a month--I can't believe it's almost here already--I thought every week I would share a different teaser from several spots in the novel to show the many different facets of the story as it finally comes to an end with this couple. In a good way, of course.

This week, I'm sharing a bit of Anton and his 2 and a half year old son ... because how can you go wrong with Daddy Anton? I mean, really?

Enjoy ...

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  Blurb:

*Please Note: The Score is not a standalone title. The first books in the Russian Guns series (The Arrangement, followed by The Life) should be read first*

In the mess of love and life, nothing and no one is left untouched.

After everything the Russian mob boss Anton Avdonin has done to keep his family safe from the dangers of the world surrounding them, he never thought it would come down to this. The officials are knocking, the charges are piling, his wife is hurting, and they’re facing a fate he never thought to consider. He didn’t just make one mistake … no, he made many. It’s time to answer for them all.

Viviana “Vine” Avdonin is stuck watching the life she adores crumble around her. Bad decisions have led to terrible consequences in more ways than one. She doesn’t have time to recover from one devastating tragedy that leaves her shattered before the next one is crushing down, too. Saving her husband from a life sentence might be the easiest thing she has to do when her own misdeeds are staring her in the face.

Together, Anton and Viviana have survived more than once, but this path will be by far, the hardest they’ve ever walked. Sometimes they have to walk it alone … because forgiveness isn’t always black and white and love can be blurred by pain. With the blissful ignorance gone and the blinders removed, how much of themselves will they have to sacrifice to come out on top one last time?

When everyone has a score to settle, it’s hard to notice the person causing the most heartache is the one staring back in the mirror.

Final installment to The Russian Guns
Sequel to The Life
Expected Publication: October 27th, 2014


Teaser:
Quietly, Anton slipped down the space to listen to the quiet murmurs coming from the bedroom.

“Shh, it’s sleep time, Demyan,” he heard Viviana whisper.

“But, Ma—”

“Papa will be home soon, and then he’ll read you the train story. Sound good?”

At least his wife didn’t sound too angry. That boded well for him.

Anton pushed the door open with a grin, peeking in to wink at his instantly alert son. It never failed to surprise Anton how much Demyan looked like him. From the blue of his eyes to the black of his hair. Even the quirks and mannerisms of his child seemed to come directly from him.

And he loved it.

“Papa!”

Their German shepherd Rocco barely reacted, but for the quiet thumps of his tail hitting the wood floors.

“The train story, huh?” Anton asked, stepping into the bedroom.

“Please?” Demyan pleaded.

With a sigh, Viviana moved from the bed. Anton couldn’t help but notice she was fully dressed and ready for bed herself.

“He’s up a bit late,” Anton noted to his wife as she passed.

“His father missed his bedtime. This usually happens, Anton.”

Ouch. “I’m sorry, baby. Stuff came up and—”

“Later,” Viviana said before leaving the room.

Focusing his attention on his son instead of the bitter bite his wife’s tone held, Anton crawled into the small single bed. Instantly, Demyan seemed calmer, happier.

“Were you giving Ma a hard time?” Anton asked as he grabbed the book off the small bed stand.

Demyan shook his head with wide eyes. “No way, Papa. I is always good for Ma.”

Anton held back the snort of disbelief that his young son wouldn’t understand. Always good was a bit of a stretch for Demyan. The child was a hell raiser in more ways than one. He gave his parents a run for their money, and that attitude of his made a daily appearance.

“Demyan,” Anton warned. “If you’re lying to me …”

Twinkling, tired blue eyes stared up at Anton with familiar mischief. It was clear he wasn’t going to get anything from his son tonight, but they’d definitely be having a chat about his nighttime behaviour in the morning.

“Let’s read your story, little man.”

Demyan grinned into his blanket, satisfied. “Okay.”
2 Responses
  1. lala Says:

    Aww I loved it! Can't wait for it to get published!


  2. Thank you! I'm excited to share it. Cover art will be coming soon. :)


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