Due to popular demand and in anticipation of RULE, the grand
finale of the series....…Books One & Two in CD Reiss's hit mafia series,
Songs of Corruption Series are being bundled into one
set!
That’s right. Spin & Ruin will be together for ONLY 99c!
(normally over $7)
NOW AVAILABLE
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Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1IZWr2C
Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1LC8nem
Kobo: http://bit.ly/1KliZ0X
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Google Play: http://bit.ly/1Arm1Lj
Blurb
Rough sex. Dirty talk. Criminal activity. Cursing.
Fisticuffs. Closed course. Professional driver. Do not try this at home.**
Theresa Drazen wants to know one thing.
Is there something wrong with her?
Because from what she can see, she has money, brains, a body
that does the job. Yet, she keeps getting shelved. Most recently, by her fiancé
who happens to be the DA.
And she'll get over it, really. No problem. She'll just have
a nice, short encounter with a mysterious Italian named Antonio who may or may
not be involved with some kind of alleged criminal activity...blah blah...
Let's call a spade a spade.
He's a mobster.
Let's face a few more facts.
He's hot. He's smart. And if anyone breathes on her the
wrong way, he's got no problem beating their head against a Porsche until
they're willing to lick up their own vomit to make it stop.
Just about everything about that turns her on.
Yeah. There's something wrong with her.
Excerpt
I caught the scent again and looked in her direction, as if
I could see the smell’s source. It could have come from anyone. It could have
been the gorgeous black lady with the sweet smile. It could have been the plate
of saucy meat that crossed my path. Could have been the waft of parking lot
that came through the door before it snapped closed.
But it wasn’t.
I knew it like I knew
tax code; it was him. The man in the dark suit and thin pink tie, the full lips
and two-day beard. His eyes were black as a felony, and they stayed on me as
his body swung into the booth.
The smell had come
from him, not the other man getting into the booth. It was in his gaze, which
was locked on me, disarming me. He was beautiful to me. Not my type, not at
all. But the slight cleft in his chin, the powerful jaw, the swoop of dark hair
falling over his forehead seemed right. Just right. I swallowed. My mouth had
started watering, and my throat had gotten dry. I got a flash of him above me,
with that swoop of hair rocking, as he fucked me so hard the sheets ripped.
He turned to say
something to the hostess, and I took a gulp of air. I’d forgotten to breathe. I
put my hands to my shirt buttons to make sure they were fastened, because I
felt as if he’d undressed me.
Rule Releases on August 27th!
Pre-order available at the following retailers
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Meet CD Reiss!
CD Reiss is a USA Today and Amazon bestseller. She still has
to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is
working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn’t pick
up, she’s at the well, hauling buckets.
Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to
get her master’s degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know,
that went nowhere, but it did embed TV story structure in her head well enough
for her to take a big risk on a TV series structured erotic series called Songs
of Submission. It’s about a kinky billionaire hung up on his ex-wife, an
ingenue singer with a wisecracking mouth; art, music and sin in the city of Los
Angeles.
Critics have dubbed the books “poetic,” “literary,” and
“hauntingly atmospheric,” which is flattering enough for her to put it in a
bio, but embarrassing enough for her not to tell her husband, or he might think
she’s some sort of braggart who’s too good to give the toilets a once-over
every couple of weeks or chop a cord of wood.
If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.
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