Showing posts with label Bella Di Corte. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bella Di Corte. Show all posts

Monday, November 16, 2020

BOOK BLITZ w/EXCERPT - CONTEMPORARY SUSPENSE - MERCENARY (Gangsters of New York, #3) by Bella Di Corte

 

Mercenary
Gangsters of New York, #3
by Bella Di Corte
Publication date: November 13th 2020
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense



BLURB

I had something to live for.


The moment I saw him, I knew. 


His eyes would hypnotize.

His lips would speak the most beautiful promises. 

His body? Made for pleasure.


But if Corrado Capitani thought that he could fool me into thinking he was a good man, he was wrong.


The moment I saw him, I knew the truth.


Those eyes hid his poisonous heart. 

Those lips were vessels of deception. 

That body? Made for inflicting pain.


He wasn’t sent from heaven. He was sent to drag me back to hell.


I had something to die for.


Alcina Parisi had a price on her head, and she’d eluded the best. She thought no one would ever find her, but I did. Everyone in our world called me Scorpio–the man who never let the enemy go. But she was a weapon, not an adversary, and I’d claimed her as mine.


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Sunday, May 10, 2020

THIS WEEK'S RELEASE BLITZ - CONTEMPORARY SUSPENSE - MACHIAVELLIAN (Gangsters of New York, #1) by Bella Di Corte

MACHIAVELLIAN
Gangsters of New York, #1
by Bella Di Corte
Publication Date: May 8th 2020
Genre: Contemporary Suspense, Mafia Romance


Machiavellian is the first of three books set in the savage world of the Gangsters of New York series. 

I hungered to be seen.

 There were three things I knew about Capo Macchiavello: He was gorgeous. He was reclusive. He was considered one of New York’s most savage animals. And he wanted me as his wife. A simple arrangement – you do for me, I do for you. Nothing owed, no expectations. Except for one: never leave.

 Life was never that simple, though. By the age of twenty-one, I was parentless, jobless, and homeless, and I had come to learn the hard way that nothing was ever free. Even kindness comes with strings. Capo might’ve been the only man to ever see me, but I had made a vow to myself: I would never owe anyone anything. Most of all, the man I called boss.

 I killed to stay hidden.

Mariposa Flores thought she owed nothing to no one, but she owed everything…to me, the ghost the world had once called The Machiavellian Prince of New York.