Musical Inspiration
One of the songs on the playlist for Where the Snow Falls. Enjoy, loves.

Coming Soon ... Lucian in AUDIO!

Curious what I'm going to be doing for the next few days?


LUCIAN will be going into audiobook soon. I hope to have it released in about a month or so. I have wanted to do an audio title or two for a while now, but simply haven't been in the right place to do it.

I've kept this kind of quiet, just wanting to get further into the process before I said anything ... but, I am in the process of having audio titles made of some of my novels. Lucian is the first.

London also made the audio cover to match the new cover, and this was the entire reason why I had NEW covers made for the Filthy series.

The audiobook is also being narrated by John Thrust, someone I fell in love with about a year and a half ago when I first heard a novel he had narrated back then. I was super happy that he was willing to work with me to bring at least one of these Filthy men to life.

So yes, loves, I shall be busy listening (proofing?) the audio title of Lucian for the next couple of days.

And I will share more, like an exact release date and a tour signup link, as soon as I have one.

ARC Signups: Where the Snow Falls with @LMAuthor and Bethany-Kris! #MafiaRomance
Hey, loves.
I have something for you today!
ARC signups for Where the Snow Falls, the second book in London's and my Seasons of Betrayal series.
Please note: London is handling ARCs this time, as in sending them out, so you will need to add her email (it's on the form) to your approved senders list if you get your ARCs sent directly to Kindle.
IF YOU USE EPUB: In the kindle address box on the form, simply put "EPUB" and London and I will know what you need. 

Find the ARC form here:


Happy reading! 
Thin Lives (Donati Bloodlines, 3) Blurb Reveal!
Hey, all!


Today I am sharing the final Donati Bloodlines book's blurb.

The final Donati Bloodlines book will release September 5th, and the cover reveal will be closer to the end of August.

You can add Thin Lives to your Goodreads TBR.

Now ...



Emma Donati

Some days, it felt like Emma had just imagined it all.
Like maybe everything she had been with Calisto was just a dream.
Emma knew it was crazy—it was impossible to forget what she had shared with Calisto Donati. All their love, the stolen moments, their foulness together, and the beauty underneath it all were real.
They were real.
But he didn't know.
He didn’t know any of it.
And little by little, with every day that passed her by, Emma found she was losing those pieces that reminded her they had existed once.
Just like the rosary.
All too soon, Emma knew … there would be nothing left.

Calisto Donati

Emma hadn’t given him a choice.
Her, not him.
Yeah, that’s what Calisto was going to keep telling himself. He refused to feed into the strange curiosity he had about Emma Donati. It had been building from the moment he’d first seen her face after he’d awakened. He wouldn’t admit that for longer than he cared to admit, he thought there was more behind her false smile, polite words, and the distance she put between her and him—that there might be more to them.
He couldn’t.
Except … he was feeding into it.
Calisto just wasn’t sure what it was.
But tonight he was going to find out.
Whether she wanted to tell him or not.

Thin Lives Teaser! #MafiaRomance #ComingSoon
Hey, all.
For those that missed it over the weekend on my Facebook, I shared a teaser for Thin Lives, the final Donati Bloodlines book. I will be sharing the blurb for Thin Lives tomorrow, but today, I will share the opening scene of the story for Chapter One.

You can add Thin Lives here to your Goodreads TBR

A little more detail as to what happened that awful night ...



“Please, just wait a moment,” Father Day begged. “Talk to me a little while longer. Let me help you, Calisto.”

The priest grabbed Calisto’s arm in an attempt to stop him. It barely fazed him at all when he shrugged the man off and continued storming down the aisle.
“You’re too angry, Calisto!”
Words were meaningless.
Unimportant, even.
In his current state—so enraged, confused, and hurting—he didn’t hear them.
Calisto didn’t want to.
“Don’t you remember the last time you were this angry?” the priest called after him.
He did, but it didn’t make a difference.
Calisto flew out of the church and into damp air. He cut through the rain, ignoring the splattering droplets falling from the black sky.
Maybe he shouldn’t have ignored it.
Weren’t black skies omens of sorts?
Before long, Calisto was inside his car and driving down the interstate. Toward where, he didn’t know. 

But driving felt good—damn good. 

He pressed the pedal harder.
He gripped the wheel tighter.
Faster, until the engine roared and gears protested on the last shift.
Rain blurred the windshield, but Calisto’s focus was far beyond the squiggly lines running down the glass before the wipers swiped them away. There was so much agony in his heart, and something akin to betrayal sewing itself into the very marrow of his bones.
Somehow, he just knew …
He had done this to himself.
His car flew past vehicle after vehicle on the interstate. He couldn’t even find it in himself to give a shit about the speed limit, or that he could feel the car loosing traction under his control.
Tires slipped.
He hit the pedal harder, and kept the car straight.
Driving was his one sense of freedom.
Wasn’t that what he said?
Wasn’t that what he told—
Calisto’s gaze caught sight of a black SUV in his rear-view mirror, bringing him out of the hell that was his mind. For a moment, he didn’t begrudge the reprieve it afforded him.
But it was a mistake to look.
The second he stared into the rear-view mirror, high beams flashed on from the SUV behind him, blinding his vision instantly. He was driving far too fast for someone to be following him as closely as that vehicle currently was.
It wasn’t accidental, he realized.
It was purposeful.
Calisto’s reaction time was off just by a fraction of a breath as he regained focus on the road ahead of him. Suddenly, it seemed like the dark interstate was empty, but for his car and that SUV just inches from his bumper.
He missed his exit because of the distraction.
“Shit,” he muttered.
Another one was coming, but not for another ten miles or so.
His right hand itched to leave the wheel, wanting to reach out to the side and grab his phone, and make just one call to the only person who mattered to him.
He didn’t dare loosen his grip.
Even the stars were hiding in the sky.
He glanced into the mirror again, careful to avoid the direct glare of the high beams, and quickly noted how the SUV swerved to the left as if they were going to pass him. There was no room to pass with him being in the left lane as it was.
But the action of the SUV swerving was enough to make Calisto react out of nothing but instinct as he forced his own car to the right.
Maybe it was a little bit of hope, too.
Hope that whoever was behind him was no one he knew. Hope that whoever it was might be just another angry, stupid fool like him that was driving too fast on a rainy, dark night.
Calisto’s hope didn’t last long.
He felt the tires slip on the slick pavement as he slid into the right-side lane. There was no stopping the unmistakable twist of the rear-end when his car began to slide sideways. No matter how hard he pushed the pedal or straightened the wheel to bring his car out of the beginning of a tailspin, he couldn’t do it.
He had already lost control.
Suddenly, time slowed.
It seemed appropriate.
Calisto had just a few seconds of suspended breath and waiting to reflect over his time and choices. There was no flash of life before his eyes—just the knowledge that he had been a part of this world once, and that in itself was a mark left behind.
But he was still sorry.
It was the sight of black to his left that made Calisto turn his head. His car was almost halfway turned as the SUV came to pass at his side.
Hope left as the passenger window rolled down. Through the squiggly lines of water running down his window, Calisto could only see black staring back at him.
Black and a flash of brushed silver.
The plume of light was instant, and shocking. In the background, he caught a glimpse of the profile of the person shooting at him, but he was already reacting.
Calisto jerked the wheel of his car at the same time, forcing his car into a harder, faster spin that would probably turn his car over. He heard the bullet shatter glass a second before the roof of his car met pavement.
He wasn’t buckled in.
His shoulder hit the door, his leg crunched under a snapping wheel, and his head hit metal.
Calisto’s night turned even blacker.
Giveaway: Celebrate Thin Lines Release and Tour!

Happy Monday, all!
There's a giveaway going on right now for an unsigned paperback + swag and a 20$ Amazon giftcard to celebrate Thin Lines tour and release. 
It is open worldwide.
Don't forget to enter. 
Book Links:
See how Calisto and Emma's story started in THIN LIES, book #1 in the‪#‎DonatiBloodlinesSeries‬.
Amazon (#FREE with #KindleUnlimited):
Thin Lines is now available in Paperback!
Hey, all!


I bring pretties and links today. ;)

Thin Lines is finally available in paperback. Because I accidentally released the ebook early, the paperback was not ready to release. So I had to wait, unfortunately, to get it out there with its counterpart.

But, all is well, and it is live now.

You can find it at:

Barnes & Noble

Happy Wednesday, loves.

Cover Re-Reveals: Filthy Marcellos #MafiaRomance
Hey, all!


For those who may have missed it yesterday when I shared on Facebook and Twitter, all of the Filthy Marcello books have gotten NEW covers, and they're freaking awesome. Designed by my lovely spirit animal, London Miller, she helped to capture just who these men (and one woman) are, and gave them faces for me--she made them even more real.

So, enjoy the pretties.

*And yes, there is totally a reason why I had the covers redone, and that announcement will be coming soon.

You can find the entire Filthy Marcellos series on Amazon.


Chicago War: The Complete Series is LIVE! #MafiaRomance

Chicago War: The Complete Series is LIVE! 

For those who were waiting on the full collection of the Chicago War to read, it is now available. 

And ‪#‎FreeonKU‬!
Mafia, love, danger and a lot of death.


The war began with the death of one person and would end with the killing of many more. Four families paint Chicago red as greed, hatred, secrets, and loyalties divide them to opposite ends of the city.

But in the midst of the fighting and bloodshed, there are those who struggle between love and famiglia.

They are the most dangerous of all.

They have everything to lose.

And no one will see them coming.

Chicago War: The Complete Series features the full-length novels, Deathless & Divided, Reckless & Ruined, Scarless & Sacred, and Breathless & Bloodstained.

Cover Reveal: Where the Snow Falls (Seasons of Betrayal, 2) #MafiaRomance
London and I are so excited to share the cover for Where the Snow Falls, the second book in the Seasons of Betrayal Series.

We're planning on a mid-August release, but will give a for sure date in a little while. ARC forms for the book will also be going up soon.

Hugs and love.



Add Where the Snow Falls to Goodreads TBR.


Blood always leaves the brightest stains where the snow falls.

Fresh out of lockup, Kazimir Markovic is focused on two things only—having Violet Gallucci back at his side, and putting his father in the ground. With his plans already in motion the very second he’s free, Kaz goes after what’s most important. Violet first. Vasily second.

The Russians are out for blood. 

The Italians want their blood back. 

It’s only a matter of time before someone comes for Kaz and Violet—hiding was never in their plans. And they’ve been waiting for this …

The game they’re playing is dangerous.

Someone always has to lose. 

From authors London Miller (Den of Mercenaries) and Bethany-Kris (The Chicago War) comes the second installment in theSeasons of Betrayal series that has readers calling it “A modern day Romeo and Juliet.”


Amazon UK Sale! #MafiaRomance
Hey, all!


I hope your weekend was good--Canada Day for the Canadians, and Fourth of July for the Americans.

I'm dropping off a bit of news today.

Filthy Marcellos, The Chicago War, and The Russian Guns* series(es) are all on sale over at Amazon UK from July 4th - 11th.

You can find them all HERE.

Or the direct link here:

Happy reading, loves!


**All of The Russian Guns titles are currently on sale except The Arrangement.