Blog Tour: Excerpt + Giveaway ~ Beni by Bethany-Kris


by Bethany-Kris
Guzzi Legacy, #4
Publication Date: October 7, 2019
Genres: Adult, STANDALONE, Romantic Suspense, Organized Crime. Erotic Romance



Chicago has never been more fun, or dangerous …

Sent away with his identical twin to get their wild ways under control, Beni Guzzi expects nothing to change. Same crap, new city, right? But if the boss of the Chicago mob can’t set the principes straight, then nothing will.

And then she rolls into town.

Stuck in a job that seems intent to keep her working behind a desk, August Rivera hopes a trip to the windy city for an assignment will make the magazine finally give her a spread. But getting to see her best friend, well, that’s just a bonus.

And then she sees him from across a club.

With a gang causing trouble for the Outfit, and a Capo’s crew in shambles, Beni has a million other things to focus on except the beautiful New Yorker who keeps finding her way into his bed. The thing is, when he’s with August, everything is better—easier.

Falling in love while handling family drama and mafia affairs is anything but simple … and in this business? It only takes a single mistake to lose it all.

That lesson can’t be taught, and it always comes too late.


NOTE: Beni is a standalone novel within The Guzzi Legacy series. It can be read as such.



August cocked a brow right back at him. 

The response prompted the twin on the left to flash perfect, white teeth in a grin that had her stomach doing flipflops. His tongue peeked out to touch the corner of his upper lip that curled in his amusement. 

And wow

Her heart skipped beats. 

“Found someone you like?” 

Her staring contest with the strangely beautiful twin across the room was broken when August turned to find Camilla grinning at her side. A bottle of her favorite whiskey in hand, and a whole line of shot glasses already lined up on the bar, she must have been standing there enjoying August’s little show for a while. 

She wasn’t even ashamed. 

“Who is that?” August asked, not bothering to look the twins’ way again. 

“The one on the right is Bene—Benedetto. The left, or rather, the one now coming your way looking like he wants to take a bite out of you, is Beni—Benito.” 

“How can you tell the difference?” 

“The leather bracelets they wear. Bene’s is always on his right, Beni on his left. The same position they always stand next to each other. And he really is coming your way. Use their nicknames, they prefer it. Oh, and don’t mention the strange twinness things they do. They really can’t help it, and don’t even realize when they’re doing it.” 

“Coming my wa—” 

“Smile, Aug,” her friend murmured, “because he looks like he’s a man on a mission, and from the rumors I have heard … you want to be the woman his attention finds. Smile.” 


“I’ll just leave this with you, and go find Tom,” her friend interjected, handing the bottle of whiskey over but taking two shot glasses full of the amber liquid for herself. “And have fun!” 


Her friend was already walking away. 

August watched her go until— 


Oh, wow. 

His voice

She knew it was him without even needing to turn around to see him. Because his voice caused her skin to pebble with goosebumps, and her heart picked up speed all over again. His close proximity had her body heating up like nothing else, and a grin started to form on her lips as she nibbled on her bottom lip. 

“You here with someone?” he asked. 

August squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, still not ready to turn around. If she did it before she was ready, she would probably embarrass herself, and that was not what she wanted to do here. Not by a long shot. 

“Just my friends,” she said. 

“Cam, yeah. Her husband is a friend. Your name?” 

August finally decided to turn around, then, coming face to face with a man who looked like the gracious and good God above had spent just a little more time creating him. Up close, it was far more apparent to her just how beautiful he was. 

Strikingly so. 

“August Rivera,” she said. 

He held out a hand. 

She took it. 

And that heat? 

Only burned hotter

“August,” he said, as though he were tasting her name in his mouth. And goddamn, it sounded good coming out of those full lips. “Beni.” 


Bethany-Kris is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother to four young sons, one cat, and two dogs. A small town in Eastern Canada where she was born and raised is where she has always called home. With her boys under her feet, snuggling cat, barking dogs, and a hubby calling over his shoulder, she is nearly always writing something … when she can find the time.

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Release Blitz ~ Breathless by Madison Faye

The first kiss I stole.

The second, he claimed.

This is forbidden. This is taboo. And this is a scandal that could drown us both.

My name is Waverly Owens, and I’m in love with my high school swim coach.

I’ve got a teeny crush. He’s gorgeous and brooding, with arms that make my knees week, abs that make me forget how to breath, and good lord does he fill out a swimsuit in all the right ways.

The only problem? He’s ten years older, my mother is his boss, and, oh right, he’s my high school swim coach.


Camden Kirby is what you might call “x-rated” hot. He’s too gorgeous—certainly too gorgeous to be coaching girls high school swimming. Crushing on my coach is one thing. But when I end up creating a fake dating app profile specifically to, well, secretly seduce him? Well, now we’re playing in the deep end.

There’s too much at stake for us to be this reckless, but once we’ve crossed that line, there’s no swimming back, no matter how wrong this is.

I’ve got homework and college apps, he’s got demons, and scars. I’m in over my head, but I want to drown in him. I want to lose myself in him.

This is a story love, lust, and diving in head-first.

…You better take a deep breath.

Each of the Winchester Academy books are completely standalone stories, with no cliffhangers.

As with all my books, this one is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.

USA Today and #1 Amazon bestselling contemporary romance author Madison Faye is the dirty alter ego of the very wholesome, very normal suburban housewife behind the stories. While she might be a wife, mom, and PTA organizer on the outside, there’s nothing but hot, steamy, and raunchy fantasies brewing right beneath the surface!

Tired of keeping them hidden inside or only having them come out in the bedroom, they’re all here in the form of some wickedly hot stories. Single-minded alpha heroes, sinfully taboo relationships, and wildly over-the-top scenarios. If you love it extra dirty, extra hot, and extra naughty, this is the place for you!

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Release Blitz ~ Sweet Retribution by Siobhan Davis

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Sweet Retribution, the stunning conclusion to the Rydeville High Elite Series from USA Today bestselling author Siobhan Davis, is available now!


The good thing about hitting rock bottom is I’ve nothing left to lose, and the only way is up.

He thinks he’s destroyed me. Broken me beyond repair.

But he always underestimates women.

All he’s done is reinforced my resolve. I won’t stop until justice prevails and he gets what’s coming to him.

Kaiden is the only light in the darkness. He gives me the strength to continue fighting for the future we both crave—a world where we are free to love one another and make our own choices.

Until then, the charade must continue.

Game on.

This concludes Abby and Kai’s romance. 106k words, full-length novel. This is a dark romance, and some scenes may be triggering. Only recommended to readers aged eighteen and older.

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Release Blitz ~ Immoral Obsession by Theresa Papa

Title: Immoral Obsession
Series: The Pope Family Trilogy #2
Author: Theresa Papa
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: October 11, 2019


Elizabeth Pope is being hunted as a pawn in a sick online game. 
As a child,
Elizabeth’s own mother didn’t even care enough to save her from abusers. Now,
she’s old enough to seek revenge on the game’s creator, the criminal most
responsible for her woes.
Brave and resilient,
she tries to deal with the situation alone. But Tony might be her only hope.
Strong, capable, reliable he’s going to protect her even if it means giving up
his own life. 
As Elizabeth and Tony
reconnect, the game’s players hijack their destiny. Can she maneuver through
the trauma of facing her past transgressor? Or will she risk it all to get her
retribution on the monster that otherwise will never leave her alone?
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A loud bang wakes me
out of my memorable dream of my first kiss with Tony. “Shit!” Shaking the
cobwebs out of my brain, I look around and shudder at the memory of where I am.
The ugly cast iron bathtub still sits across the grimy mosaic tile floor on
which I sit propped against the shelves in the warped particleboard vanity. To
my right, the toilet’s been denied a cleaning for a very long time. And to my
left is the bolted door that keeps me sequestered in this prison.
Even though a noise
woke me, there’s silence now so I climb up onto the vanity to get a look out of
the transom window. My legs shake from my awkward position. I hold my balance
with my fingers on the edge of the cloudy glass layered with caked-on dirt,
then tilt my head so I can see out the crack. The exterior door is closed, and
I can’t see anybody in the apartment. But something is not the same as before
Marcus locked me in the bathroom. There’s a bag of take out food on the card
table that suggests he’s returned. I stretch my torso to get a better view of what’s
right up near the door I’m behind. To my surprise, someone is on their knees
over a man supine whose hand reveals a familiar skull tattoo. A cramp travels
up my neck, and I straighten abruptly to lessen the pain. While I instinctively
bend my head down to rub the back of my neck, my eyes focus on a river of blood
that flows into the bathroom from under the door. I freeze in shock as I watch
it slowly puddle into the voids where mosaic tiles went missing long ago.
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years have two daughters who are the most important part of their world.
Theresa’s big Italian family extends throughout the country with a rich and
flavorful history. Much of that history spurs ideas for the stories she
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Release Blitz + Giveaway ~ My Songbird by Savvi V

Title: My Songbird
Series: Cameo Gentlemen’s Club #2
Author: Savvi V
Genre: Sexy Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 11, 2019

Growing up
in the dive bars of Little Havana taught me three invaluable lessons.
One . . .
Men always lie.
Two . . .
The lilt of my voice has the power to bring those damn men to their knees.
Three . . .
Men always lie.
I learned
from the best and honed my skills, but even I wasn’t immune to the allure of
good looks, charm, and the strong family ties I craved. That naivety was a
the most monumental one of my life.
I was
sucked into a brutal lie, then forced to run from one crime family straight to
another in a desperate attempt to survive, but . . . what have I done?
Stepped right
into the lion’s den.
Not only
have I stumbled into the crosshairs of a sadistic serial killer—a psychopath
whose hunting grounds are the gentlemen’s club where I sing—but the Kane family
enforcer in charge of my security is maddening. Infuriating.
And oh, so
tatted, and silent, JD’s eyes speak a thousand sinful promises every time they
rake over my body. Driving me wild with lust and crumbling all my carefully
crafted walls. The broody giant gives me a reason to trust—which could make him
the most dangerous threat of all.

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Before I
knew it, the last applause was winding down, the lights went up, and a handful
of women dabbed at their eyes while their significant others adjusted their
crotches. A normal set. I’d be back later for the late performance, but at that
moment, as I stomped down the stairs as fast as my four-inch heels would allow,
I just felt annoyed.
Not at JD.
Well, yes,
at JD, but really at myself for being irritated that a man that wasn’t mine had
the audacity to not stay and watch me sing like he usually did. It was stupid
and ridiculous and I needed slapping—
I shrieked
as my heel caught on the edge of a step and I pitched forward. Right into the
big arms of JD as he rounded the corner.
His grunt
of surprise as he caught me was the only sound I’d ever heard from him, and
that, along with his subtly spicy smell, and his hands on my body holding me tightly
against him, short circuited my brain’s wiring.
“Sorry, I—”
I couldn’t even finish that sentence as my face was just inches from his and my
arms were around his neck and I found myself lost in the depths of those
gold-green eyes.
My heart
pounded so hard against his chest, I was certain he could feel it. One hand was
hot against my bare lower back, and the other on my ass. All I knew was that I
suddenly forgave him for not listening to me sing, and I was having to mentally
tell my legs not to wrap around his middle.
was off, however. After the initial surprise, and the following primal
reaction, there was something else coming back to his expression. Something
serious enough to draw his brows together and tighten his jaw.
began to sound in my head. “What’s wrong?”
emanated off him, tightening every muscle, as he slid me slowly down his body,
setting me back on my feet. That could have been incredibly hot if the words
shooting through his eyes hadn’t already switched me into survival mode. He
wouldn’t say anything out loud, I knew that, but my brain was already checking
the boxes, running three possible plans into play. How JD would know, I had no
idea, but somehow, he did. It was all over his face. I had two emergency bags
packed for this. One at home and one in my car, but the second option left two
important things behind.
Where were
my keys? My phone? Damn it, I’d gotten complacent.
JD backed
up a step as another set of heels clicked quickly behind him. Miss Vaughn.
Looking just as worried. What the hell? Maybe it wasn’t my old life catching up
with me. Maybe another murder? But then they wouldn’t be looking at me like my
puppy just died. I didn’t know anyone well enough to—
she began, her caramel blonde waves tumbling over one shoulder in a rare
down-do. Pregnancy must be making her feel all girly.
Vaughn, what’s going on?” I asked, looking from her to JD in question. “Who
died now?”
Miss Vaughn
shook her head. “Charli,” she said, reminding me for the millionth time to call
her that. “And no one, thank God,” she said. “But JD’s security detail just
reported that your hotel room was broken into.”
what?” The words felt stilted in my mouth as too many things in her sentence
didn’t go together correctly. “How did—” I shook my head. “Security detail?”
JD’s security detail?
He backed
up another step and crossed his arms, and for once I couldn’t read him. What
the living hell was going on?
here has one with all the crazy happening,” Charli said. “We have to keep
everybody safe.”
I felt my
eyes go wide. “Yes, I get walked to my car every night, and chaperoned when I
walk down the street to get a burger, but you—”
“Had to do
what it took to make sure you weren’t the next body? Yes,” she said, crossing
her arms to mirror him. “You didn’t give me a home address, Brady, I had to
have JD assign someone.”
“To stalk
I was going
to get fired. I felt it in my bones. But my mouth wouldn’t quit. JD was like my
personal protection, I got that, but it had always felt like he chose that. He
didn’t. She or Gideon Kane had ordered it. And then he assigned people to
follow me? Report back—
“To protect
you,” Charli corrected. “I don’t care about your personal life. I never asked
you why you’re living in a hotel.”
And boom, my brain circled back to the crux
of the matter.
Broke in.
I was down
the hall at a run, kicking off the heels as I went, hopping on one foot to rid
myself of one of them.
“Go with
her,” I heard her say in the background. “This isn’t like the other . . .”
I couldn’t
hear anything after that because I was in the dressing room. Phone and keys and
bag in hand, I ran back out the door. I didn’t care about my bare feet or the
dress riding dangerously up my ass. I just needed to get to my car.
I owned and most of the money I had was in that hotel room, but it might be
gone now anyway. The best option was just to get in my car and go, and hope it
wasn’t rigged to blow up.
JD wasn’t
anywhere to be seen when I ran out the back exit, until headlights stopped me.
The truck turned and pulled in front of me, blocking my path, the passenger’s
side door even with me. JD’s eyes met mine through the window as he leaned over
and opened the door.
I didn’t have
a choice it seemed.
wasn’t that just par for the course.
We rode in
silence—there was no other way with him—but for the first time since I’d met
him, that pissed me off. I deserved answers, damn it.
I don’t need to give you directions,” I said, glaring at his profile.
“And how
the hell did someone break into my room in a secure hotel with a security detail?” I asked. Okay the
hotel wasn’t that secure, but shit. “What good is someone following me if they
can’t stop that?”
“Jesus,” I
muttered, staring out the window.
I didn’t
know what ached more. The fear of what was waiting for me, the exhaustion of
what was to come if I had to hit the road, or this damn man getting under my
skin and making a fool of me.
I was out
of the truck before he even turned off the ignition, through the lobby doors,
past the empty reception desk—well no damn wonder—and up the two flights of
stairs to room 202 . . . where I stopped short at the sight of another menacing
looking man standing in my open doorway.
“Move,” I
“Ma’am,” he
began, but then his gaze shot behind me. Because of course, he was already there. I spun to see him
towering behind me, jacket gone, arms bared, multiple tattoos snaking around
I blinked
away, ignoring the hit to my libido. I didn’t have time for that anymore,
seeing as death was clearly more imminent.
JD jutted
his head and the guy walked off as JD slapped him on the shoulder. Great job, dude, in man-code, and all
that. All I could see was what tiny shred of life I had left in total shambles
in this dinky room, and they were simply handing me off like a baton.
mattress was upended and cut open. My toiletries were everywhere. Clothes were
ripped apart and thrown around. The cheap couch had no cushions left, and the
only reason it wasn’t upside down was that it was bolted to the floor.
None of
that mattered.
I went
straight to the end table and moved it out of the way, all my breath leaving me
in a giant release when I saw the emergency escape plan sign I’d taken from the
door. It was still in place over the hole I’d cut into the wall.
you,” I whispered under my breath.
My little
bag. With most of my not-so-little money. They didn’t find it. I still had a
small portion of it in the other bag in my car, but—oh, my God they’d found me.
I backed
up, fighting away the rush of terrified tears as I turned around. I expected JD
to be hovering, observing, being a generally overprotective watchdog. But, no.
He was pacing. Distracted. Agitated. I watched in desolation as he stormed
around the room, gradually growing angrier and angrier, his expression lost to
the moment as he seemed ready to hit something, his focus hazy and somewhere
“I have to
go,” I said, my voice sounding like the real Brady Rose after a long smoking
JD stopped
pacing and shook his head vehemently.
I laughed
bitterly. “Yeah. Yeah, I do. Sorry to disappoint, but—”
He suddenly
dropped his head to stab out a text.
A text.
Was he
kidding me?
“You have
this all down to a well-oiled machine, don’t you?” I spat. “Shit happens, you
take care of it. Next. No connections. No anything. Wait for the next order of
Yes. As you should.
Take it and run. No men. No anything. He’s
showing you the way.
He looked
up from his phone but didn’t react in any way that showed denial. There was my
“Wow,” I
choked out. “I’m so stupid. I thought—” I covered my face for a moment and then
dropped my hands, looking blindly around the shambles of my things. “I don’t
know what I thought. It doesn’t matter, because I’m just another job to you.”
The move
was so fast I never saw it coming. I didn’t realize I was off my feet until my
back was pinned against a closet door, his impossibly big, impossibly hard body
pressed against mine.
I gasped,
staring into eyes as haunted as I felt.
One large
hand cupped my hip and my ass, one sunk into my hair, cradling my head as his
gaze dropped to my mouth. His lips brushed mine, stubble scratching the
sensitive flesh in a move so surprisingly restrained and raw, I would’ve never
thought this man capable.
A desperate
growl escaped his throat. “Does this feel like a f*cking job to you?”
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Cover Reveal ~ Say You Love Me by Sabre Rose

Title: Say You Love Me
Author: Sabre Rose
Genre: Psychological Romantic Suspense
Release Date: November 7, 2019

One night and everything changed.
We became strangers.
Now, he doesn’t look at me, doesn’t touch me.
He blames me.
But I need him. I want him.
And I will do anything to win back his affection.
Even if it is to let another into our marriage.
He is my husband.
And I will love him. 

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Sabre Rose is an author of contemporary, dark and suspense
romance. She writes about love and lust. Flawed people in messy relationships.
Happiness and heartbreak. Loyalty and betrayal.
With stories as unpredictable as they are steamy and
intense, Sabre draws you into the lives of her characters and their complicated
Living in the deep south of New Zealand, she enjoys reading,
binge-watching TV shows, coffee and diet coke and, of course, writing. 
Occasionally she does other things such as housework. Unless
she can avoid it.

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Cover Reveal ~ In Peace Lies Havoc by Amo Jones

In Peace Lies Havoc, an all-new dark
and emotional romance by USA Today Bestselling author Amo Jones is releasing
November 5th!

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name is Dove Hendry.
Mine is Kingston Axton.
I was captured by darkness.
She has always been ours…
They groomed me for Midnight Mayhem. Like a trained possession, weak against
their control.
She has been conditioned with our blood for years. She just doesn’t know it

But Midnight Mayhem was the stained glass that concealed a very dark culture.
A culture that she is about to become the center of.
The Brothers of Kiznitch come in fours, and they’re not happy about me being
hustled into their acts.
Or are we? Careful, Little Bird. A warning is a warning for a reason…
But there’s something uglier that has been haunting me for years upon years. So
ugly that I have never seen its face. I never had to. I’d hear his whispers
through my internal screams, feel his shadow brush against my nightmares. He
was my the monster that tormented me.
And maybe lived under your bed…
When I started Midnight Mayhem, his presence faded.
His whispers were silenced.
His shadow dissolving without a trace.
I wondered why that was.
She didn’t have to wonder for long…

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