Blurb
Sometimes love isn’t beautiful...
Sometimes the only way to describe it is beautifully brutal.
If you think you know him… You’re wrong.
If you think you know his family… Wrong again.
If you think you know his story… You don’t.
If you did, you’d likely wonder how the hell a man like Maximillian Adorite managed to make it to this point in his life. At twenty-nine, he’s experienced more than most people could only ever imagine, all thanks to his family. Organized crime they call it. Mafia.
No matter how they spin it, it comes down to one thing. Max gets what he wants. Except for the one thing he wants most.
Her name is Courtney Kogan.
And now that he’s had a taste of her, Max knows he’ll never be able to let her go.
The Southern Boy Mafia series is a spinoff from the Sniper 1 Security series. It has been set up to be read without reading Sniper 1 Security, however, the characters will frequently cross over.
Sometimes love isn’t beautiful...
Meet Max & Courtney is this southern mafia romance!
Short excerpt
Before RT could say anything else, Courtney’s cell phone chimed.
She was up and walking across the kitchen before she
realized she’d moved. A wave of dizziness swept over her, letting her know she
was a little on the tipsy side. How many shots had she had? Three? Four? Seven?
Squinting down at the screen, Courtney frowned when
she saw who it was.
Punching the talk button, she put the phone to her
ear. “What do you want?”
“Let me through the gate.”
“No.”
“Courtney.”
God, she hated the way he said her name. It was
so... sexual.
“Let me through.”
Sighing, Courtney hung up the phone and then hit the
icon for the program to allow her to see who was at the main gate of the family
compound. Sure enough, it was Max. More accurately, it was Max’s phantom-black
Dodge Charger SRT Hellcat idling at the gate, waiting for her to grant him
entry.
“Damn it.”
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Excerpt
Courtney spun
around, her gaze slamming into his.
“Check on me? Why the hell would you wanna do that?”
Because it was an excuse to see her. But that wasn’t
what Max told her. “I wanted to make sure you were all right.”
Courtney huffed as she returned to pouring the vodka
into a glass, adding 7-Up from a can sitting on the table. Max’s gaze instantly
strayed to the extra glass, and his frustration rose again.
She tossed him a glare over her shoulder. “Oh,
you’re referrin’ to when you blew some guy’s brains out in the middle of your
office? Don’t you have a dead body to clean up or somethin’?”
He didn’t say a word. His rule was that he’d never
own up to anything. He didn’t feel safe anywhere that wasn’t home, never knew
when someone was trying to trap him. And of all people, Max wasn’t delusional
enough to believe Courtney wouldn’t turn on him with the right motivation.
Ultimately, she was one of the good guys. And that was why they never had been
able to find a middle ground. It was more difficult than it appeared
considering they were at opposite ends of the spectrum—middle ground was just
too far away for either of them.
Not to mention, arguing with Courtney was moot. Max
knew from experience that she would never let up, which was why he’d given up
long ago.
“Oh, right. You have people for that,” she
continued, turning to face him again before taking a sip from her glass. “I’d
offer you a drink, but then you might think you can stay.”
“I’m gonna stay,” he informed her.
Courtney’s eyes narrowed on him, and Max’s body
instinctively reacted, hardening instantaneously.
“You’re not gonna stay,” she retorted, her tone
clipped. “Not today, not tomorrow. Not ever.”
Max shrugged out of his leather jacket, folding it
across the arm of the sofa as he moved closer.
“I’m serious, Max,” Courtney said, her eyes widening
as she backed up until her ass hit the table. “You’re not stayin’. RT’ll be
watchin’ my house until you leave. It’s not an option.”
Max continued to stalk her slowly until he was
standing only a few inches away from her. Unable to resist, he cupped her face
in his hands, enjoying the silky smoothness of her skin against his palms.
Damn, how he’d missed her. It’d been damn near a
full year since the last time he’d touched her, since the last time he’d made
love to her. Although touching her now ... it was as though not a minute had
passed since that fateful day.
“I’m stayin’,” he said softly.
Courtney shook her head, opened her mouth, but then
snapped it closed. She wanted to argue; it was evident in the lines that
creased her forehead.
Leaning forward, Max tested the waters, allowing his
lips to brush hers lightly. Even that was nearly more than he could handle.
It’d been too damn long since he’d touched her, tasted her, loved her. And fuck
if he didn’t want to do it all again. Right here. Right fucking now.
“Max,
please,” Courtney pleaded quietly. “Please don’t do this.”
“Do what?” he questioned roughly, pulling back and
allowing his eyes to slide over her beautiful face, down the slender column of
her neck, where he noticed the rapid thump of her pulse.
“We’re through,” she stated, her tone holding a hint
of conviction.
“So you’ve said.” In fact, Courtney had told him
they were over many times during the year they’d been together. And for the
year that followed, right up until this very moment, Max had thought about her
every single day, about the way she’d ended things so abruptly the last time.
Didn’t matter that he’d called her bluff and that had technically been the
reason they’d gone their separate ways.
Had it not been for the crazy shit he had to deal
with on a daily basis, he might’ve actually taken the time to play her games.
But there was another problem with that. He was fucking tired of playing, which
was the only reason he’d allowed her to walk away then.
And that was the real reason he was there tonight.
He wanted to know whether or not this was truly over. For him, it wasn’t. There
wasn’t a chance in hell that he’d ever be able to get over her. Probably not in
his lifetime. But that didn’t mean that moving forward wasn’t possible. With or
without her.
If she didn’t want him, he’d move on. He had
business arrangements dangling in the wind, one in particular that was entirely
dependent on where he stood with Courtney.
“Tell me you want me to leave, Courtney. Tell me to
go, and I’ll never darken your doorstep again. You’ll never have to see me.”
Max could see the surprise in Courtney’s eyes, in
the way her throat worked when she swallowed hard. He’d never made her that
promise, never told her that he’d willingly let her go, although he’d spent the
last year staying away from her. He’d had eyes on her the entire time; he knew
every single move she’d made during those months. He knew for a fact that
Courtney had never brought another man home with her, nor had she ever gone
home with a man. Had she made that choice, Max wasn’t sure how things would be
at this moment, but more than likely, there’d be another dead asshole buried
six feet under.
The point was, she hadn’t.
“Tell me that’s what you want, and I’ll do it,
Courtney. But know this ... if you send me away this time...” Max took a deep
breath, exhaled. “I won’t come back. Whatever this is between us, it’ll never
die, never go away completely, and we’ll both have to live out the rest of our
lives with the decision that you make right here. Tonight.”
“I want...”
The pause that followed stole the air from the room.
About the Author
New York Times bestselling author Nicole
Edwards launched her professional writing career in July of 2012. Having been
an avid reader all of her life and a huge fan of creative writing, it seemed
the likely path for her to take. Since then, she has released fifteen books and
has no plans to stop. As her full-time career/hobby, Nicole writes steamy
contemporary and erotic romances.
Nicole is a New York Times and USA Today
bestselling author who was born and raised in Texas
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**INTERVIEW **
Courtney Kogan interviews author.
Sniper 1 Security is my family’s business. My
father, Casper Kogan, and his long time friend, Bryce Trexler started the
company more than three decades ago. I guess it seemed logical that I did what
my family did. I’m a personal security specialist – though there are plenty of
names people use to refer to us.
2) Do you think of yourself as an adrenaline
junky since you like this line of work?
Adrenaline junkie? Hmmm. Sure, I guess I can
see that. I like to live on the edge. I think I’ve proven that.
3) What the craziest thing you have done on a
dare?
The craziest thing I’ve done on a dare… **smiles**
Not sure how crazy it is, but once,
I stood up on the checkout counter at Wal-Mart. Started yelling that they
needed a cleanup on aisle five-ninety-two. For the record, the Wal-Mart
employees don’t necessarily like that.
4) If not this line of work, then what?
It would always be this line of work. I can’t
see myself doing anything else.
5) Favorite type of car?
Corvette.
6) Boys with Tattoos or no?
Either or. And I guess it depends on the
tattoo. I’ve seen some that I don’t particularly care for. I tried to talk Max
into getting one that said “Property of Courtney”, but he said no. I’m still
working on him though.
7) Do you have any tattoos?
Nope. But I’ve been tossing around the idea
for a while. It’s hard to come up with an idea for something that’s so …
permanent. I’m sure I’ll think of something one of these days.
8) What’s your go to drink when you’re out on
the town?
Fireball and RumChata – I’ll let you look up
what that’s known as. **smiles**
9) Last question, ideal Saturday night?
I’m a fan of going out to the clubs with my
friends and I’ve got a favorite that I frequent – Devil’s Playground.
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4.5 Stars
Beautifully Brutal's storytelling was impactful, and filled with emotion.
It heightened my senses and it reached right out and gripped my heart.
Beautifully Brutal is an insanely captivating storytelling of lovers that were, and lovers to be. An unconventional love story, melding the dark, with the good. Told in the dual, third person POV's, interchanging between the past and present. Which allows the reader to understand Courtney and Maximillian's beginning as a couple, the pressures they face, and how they were thorn apart.
Maximillian Adorite is the new underboss of the Southern Boy Mafia. A Texas crime organization. With ties to most of the illegal trades within the good state of Texas and beyond.
Courtney Kogan is a member of the family run Sniper 1 Security team. An elite group of security advisers, whose mission is to protect people. Her mission was to get information on him and his family.
She and Max were from two very different worlds. Whatever is was between them, started as a way for Courtney to infiltrate his organization. But somewhere along the way it turned into something much, much more. He was the one man she wanted and couldn't have.
Their chemistry was sizzling and off the charts. The sex, was OMG! to die for. I loved how they were both sexually insatiable, and that their sexual desires and preferences developed over the story. The voyeuristic aspect was superbly portrayed, with the wonderful touch of loving and tender towards the end.
Their chemistry was sizzling and off the charts. The sex, was OMG! to die for. I loved how they were both sexually insatiable, and that their sexual desires and preferences developed over the story. The voyeuristic aspect was superbly portrayed, with the wonderful touch of loving and tender towards the end.
As the plots thickens and their families complicate things, Courtney and Max are betrayed by the people closest to them. One trailing bullets and blood; the other guilt. When danger lurks at Courtney's door, Max knows, he will do anything to protect what is his. Even if that means breaking all the rules.
Sigh...sadly it had to end. But on a positive note. There is a happy ending. Sigh again...
The secondary characters were darkly lovable and enticing. Those yummy! bodyguards. And Leyton! That man.... Can't wait for the second book.
*ARC provided by TRSOR on behalf of the author for and honest review* Thanks!!
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