Hey, Lovelies! Happy Sunday. I hope your weekend was amazing and that tomorrow will be even better for you. Below you’ll find my mafia romance reads (all but one). If you click the “blue lettering” (hyperlink), it will take you to the respective page.
XoXo,
S.E. Isaac
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Both of my books are on Kindle Unlimited and are fast-paced mafia romance reads. Come to think of it ALL of my mafia romance books are quick reads. I don’t like to drag things out. Even in my dark romance mafia reads, which I’ll mention below, they are the same way.
“Dangerous Affair” was a fun co-write with my dear friend J. Truesdell. I always love it when I’m able to write dark with lots of bad guys and a sexy mob boss (Marco). This book is in Kindle Unlimited, but not for long. It leaves KU on October 28th.
“Vanished in Vegas” is the book that started my love for writing mafia romances. It is part of the standalone series Vanished, which was coordinated with my beautiful friend Alana Winters. Who wouldn’t want to be kidnapped by a sexy mob boss & get their happily ever after?
“The Made Daughter” was the second mafia romance book I published. It is literally the sister book to “Vanished in Vegas”. The middle sister’s book is “Vanished in Vegas” and the older sister’s story is “The Made Daughter”.
But, we can’t have The Romano Sisters without the baby sister and her story– “The Hitman’s Rose“. This book is part of the standalone series Flower of the Month, which apparently is no longer an official series because when I went to grab the link, the series was gone from Amazon. I guess the coordinator pulled it? Guess I should remove the series from my Amazon page. (HA!)
If you prefer to read buy one book with all three sister books in it, “The Romano Sisters” is available for purchase. 🙂
SURPRISE! My book The Romano Sisters is currently FREE on Amazon. This book has all three sister books inside: Vanished in Vegas, The Made Daughter, and The Hitman’s Rose! You don’t want to miss out! Download your copy today! 🙂
“The Made Daughter” Adrianna’s story– “Adrianna is the oldest of the Romano sisters. She’s the protector and will take no prisoners when it comes to protecting what she loves. She now sits at the head of the Romano Family table with the weight of the world on her shoulders. She thinks she has to do it alone but Savio is prepared to carry it with her.” https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B09WL29WBQ
“Vanished in Vegas” Sofia’s story– “Sofia is the middle sister. The peacekeeper of the Romano Family; however, she’s strong and cutthroat when need be. She’s always putting loved ones first… now is her time for love and Antonio is ready to give her his all.” http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B09MWCZBNC
“The Hitman’s Rose” Rosaline’s story (youngest sister)– “Sweet, innocent Rosaline has always been sheltered by her older sisters. They kept her away from the darkness of the mafia. They tried hard to keep her innocent; however, Rosaline is ready to face the music… but she won’t be alone because Ademaro is by her side.” (Pre-Order Today/Releases June 11th): http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B09N9TKRFW
The big sister has arrived & she’s taking no prisoners. The Made Daughter is ready for your ebook reader 🙂
SNEAK PEEK
CHAPTER ONE
Arianna
The sun peeks through the curtains in my office as I go over the numbers in the books. The warmth on my back is refreshing. Things have been hell the past few weeks with my father and his crew slain in the streets of Trenton. A public display of the firepower and strength the Polish Mob holds.
“Franciszek Nowak! You mother f*cker!” I scream, slamming my fists down on the desk.
Franciszek Nowak– Polish mob boss– is to blame for everything that happened. He called the shots. Literally. He’s the reason my mother had to bury her husband, and my sisters and me our father.
“Are you okay, Boss?” Carlo asks me.
When I took over as the head of the family there was some resistance amongst the ranks. A few didn’t want to work for a girl. However, they quickly learned that I had more balls than all of them put together and with the squeeze of the trigger, I silenced those who made snide comments or outright refused to follow my orders.
Carlo Russo was my father’s soldier. He had shown his loyalty to the Romano Family since I was a little girl. And, when my father was murdered and I took his place, Carlo stood faithfully by my side. It was only right that I promoted him to my right-hand man. He now oversees the ninety-eight soldiers under me.
“I’m fine, Carlo,” I sigh heavily. “What’s on the agenda today?”
“Not a whole lot. Nothing for you to worry about really. We have it under control, Boss,” he said, causing me to lean back in my chair with my eyebrow rose.
“That’s not convincing.”
“I swear,” he chuckles. “Things are pretty quiet around here now that you’ve taken over.”
Quiet? I wasn’t sure if that was a compliment or an insult. Did he mean that business wasn’t good? Or was he just referring to the fact Popov and his crew hadn’t made any more statements?
“Boss, it’s nothing bad. I swear,” Carlo continues, holding his hands up in a surrendering manner. “I just mean that there haven’t been any hits or buildings burned in a while. It’s a good thing. It means word has gotten around that you’re a force to be reckoned with.”
“If you tap dance any faster, you might get your cardio in for the day,” I smirk, making him laugh.
“Not tap-dancing, Boss. I’m just saying that the city knows that you’re…” His words dwindle to nothing. No doubt because he was searching for the right words to use.
“What? That I’m psychotic?” I ask. My head tilted slightly, in a questioning manner.
Benny and Frankie, who are standing guard by the door, nearly die. Their eyes are wide and they choke on the breath they take. They quickly look at Carlo, who also looks mortified.
“Never. I would never call you that. Ever. Boss, I swear. That’s not what–” Carlo rambles.
“Relax, boys. I’m only teasing,” I laugh. The tension in the room settles. All three of them let out a sigh of relief. “I’m okay with being known as the psychotic one if it means no one f*cks with this city.”
“They definitely know you don’t play, Signorina Romano,” Benny smiles.
Everyone under me calls me Signorina Romano or Boss. The two are interchangeable and powerful. They are reminders that I’m no longer my Papa’s little girl.
“Good. Because it’s really tiresome setting examples throughout the city. Ya know?”
“I told you that I’d do the job, Boss,” Carlo states. “You don’t need to get your hands dirty.”
“I know. I don’t mind,” I shrug. “I have to earn my keep just like everyone else.”
My words earn me grins and nods of respect from the guys. I’d be a liar if I said it wasn’t nice to have their respect. Respect isn’t a must; however, it makes things easier and safer for me because I know my back is safe turned to them.
The sound of a phone ringing pulls my attention back to the room. Carlo fishes his phone out of his pocket and puts it up to his ear.
“Yeah?” he answers. Whatever the person says has Carlo frowning. His free hand grips the arm of his chair. “What the f*ck do you mean?”
My attention is now fully on Carlo and his conversation. Benny and Frankie are pretending to not listen, but they’re shitty actors. Definitely not winning any awards for their acting skills.
Carlo continues listening to the person and occasionally responds with short answers. His responses aren’t telling me shit. I hate guessing games. He has one more minute before I demand he put the damn call on speakerphone.
“Boss?” Carlo says, pulling the phone away from his ear.
“Yes?” I ask unamused.
“Mikołaj just landed at J.F.K.” His words make my blood run cold and my heart pounds like a drum. I take slow breaths to ease the beast inside me, threatening to roar its ugly head. My hands brace the desk and my eyes narrow in on Carlo.
“Please, don’t shoot me,” he pleads.
“Have him tailed. I want to know every damn detail of that f*cker’s day. Every. F*cking. Detail. Understood?”
“You got it, Boss,” he nods, then brings the phone back to his ear. “Follow him. Don’t let him out of your sight. Send me your location in an hour. I’ll send some guys over there for backup. Do not f*cking lose him. If you do…” Carlo glances at me then looks out the window. “It’ll be in your best f*cking interest to not lose him. Capiche?”
Carlo hangs up the phone. I watch his body tense as he slowly brings his attention to me. There’s fear in his eyes. Maybe because he thinks my temper is about to get the best of me and everyone in my path will feel my wrath. Or maybe it’s just simply the unknown.
“This is good news. We finally have eyes on him, Boss,” he smiles. His way of trying to ease the rage he knows is coursing through my veins.
Mikołaj is the man responsible for killing my father. There were many Polish soldiers there that night, but Mikołaj is the one who put a bullet in my father. I know this because he proudly voiced it throughout the city and then high-tailed it out of the country to Poland.
“That f*cking p*ssy,” I growl. “I want him brought to me alive.”
Carlo stands up and gestures to Benny and Frankie. All three of them stand tall like true soldiers before lowering their heads slightly and saying in unison, “Consideralo fatto, Signorina Romano.” Consider it done.
Rosaline Romano’s life has just been uprooted at the drop of a hat. Her plans for attending college in California like her older sisters have been ruined. And all thanks to the crime of the century. Now, she’s living behind the walls of the Tacchelli Family’s fortress. She’s safe but all alone. The only thing keeping her from going crazy is the mystery man, in the black suit, who she sees out in the garden clipping roses. Everything about him screams danger and sex; however, she can’t stop thinking about him.
Ademaro Bianchi is well-known for his skillset. It wasn’t his childhood dream to grow up and become the Tacchelli Family’s button— the man they call when they need something taken care of… for good. No. He had other dreams, but life lead him down a dark path and he’s been consumed with darkness ever since. Desperately, searching for the light at the end of the tunnel. And, then she came. Staring out the window in the garden as he tended to the roses. She’s off-limits but since when have rules stopped him?
Will Rosaline cross into the darkness? Will Ademaro step into the light? Or will they meet in the middle to find their happily-ever-after?
SNEAK PEEK ONE (Rosaline)
“You’re even more beautiful when you’re flustered,” he chuckles, calming my nerves.
“Keep making fun of me and I’m going to tell Giovanni you’re picking on his sweet, innocent goddaughter,” I stick out my tongue and he laughs more.
“Enjoy your coffee and book. We can talk more once we have you home safely,” he smiles then picks up the paper he had been reading earlier.
I know the paper is just a ruse because of the date on it and how he kept was on the same page for over an hour. I’m sure no one else noticed. I only noticed because I’ve been googly-eyes over him all morning. Trying to read my book has been almost impossible because my mind is consumed with wild thoughts of him.
Ademaro Bianchi, what spell did you cast on me?
SNEAK PEEK TWO (Ademaro)
We had returned to the compound over an hour ago. Giovanni had summoned Rosaline to his office the moment we arrived. No one was allowed in, not even a guard. It was just the two of them.
Out of all of the years being around Giovanni never had he had a one-on-one meeting with someone. Not even family. His meeting with Rosaline put my nerves on edge. I stood in the hallway calm on the surface but a ball of nerves on the inside.
Was Rosaline safe? Did Giovanni plan to harm her? Or maybe something else?
Get a fucking grip, I scolded myself. Giovanni wasn’t that type of man and I knew it. He cared deeply for Rosaline as though she was his daughter. I was just being a schmuck. A testosterone-charged, rage-filled, fucking schmuck.
The sound of the office door opening had those of us in the hallway standing tall. Rosaline appeared with Giovanni by her side. Rosaline’s eyes were red and puffy. She had been crying.
Instinctively, I wanted to reach for her, pull her against me, and tell her everything would be okay. However, my duty and loyalty to Giovanni had me frozen in place. Never had it been so hard to do what was expected of me. Choosing between Giovanni and Rosaline was like choosing between blood and air; both were necessary for life.
Today is such an exciting day for me. Today my very first Mafia Romance, Vanished in Vegas, hit Amazon’s shelves & Kindle Unlimited. I’ve always wanted to write a mafia romance. (Happy Dance!) Vanished in Vegas is just the beginning of more to come. This book will have two sister books. (Literally, the main female character in this book has two sisters and they both are getting their own book: Hitman’s Rose & a book in the HERmertaSeries that releases this year.) Fun times ahead.
Sofia Romano has just been flown to Las Vegas via her father’s orders. She protested and demanded to stay in New York City; however, as always, her father won. Now, she’s stuck living with her grimy, sleazeball of an uncle– Uncle Tino. The man she despises most but just like everything else in her life, she doesn’t have a say in the world.
Antonio Berlusconi owns Las Vegas. There isn’t a single thing that happens in his city that he doesn’t know about. That’s how he knows the rat, Tino Romano just had a special delivery. A niece. And she’s the perfect leverage to use against Tino by kidnapping her and making Tino sign over his rights to the biggest casino in Vegas. Simple enough. Right?
Just one problem, what do you do when the leverage is a green-eyed spitfire, who you crave like there’s no tomorrow and couldn’t harm a hair on her head even if you tried? You make her yours at any and all cost.
Rosaline Romano’s life has just been uprooted at the drop of a hat. Her plans for attending college in California like her older sisters have been ruined. And all thanks to the crime of the century. Now, she’s living behind the walls of the Tacchelli Family’s fortress. She’s safe but all alone. The only thing keeping her from going crazy is the mystery man, in the black suit, who she sees out in the garden clipping roses. Everything about him screams danger and sex; however, she can’t stop thinking about him.
Ademaro Bianchi is well-known for his skillset. It wasn’t his childhood dream to grow up and become the Tacchelli Family’s button— the man they call when they need something taken care of… for good. No. He had other dreams, but life lead him down a dark path and he’s been consumed with darkness ever since. Desperately, searching for the light at the end of the tunnel. And, then she came. Staring out the window in the garden as he tended to the roses. She’s off-limits but since when have rules stopped him?
Will Rosaline cross into the darkness? Will Ademaro step into the light? Or will they meet in the middle to find their happily-ever-after?
Monster in the Cookie Jar 