Monday, November 2, 2015

Alisa Anderson's Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance Book Tour #Romance #Suspense #Mafia @Bitchesbewritin #Crime

Welcome to the Book Tour for Alisa Anderson's Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance - Part 1: A Roman Crime Family Novel. This novel is a dark and tasty tale which may remind you of the Sopranos, only so much better. Already climbing the suspense and anthology charts on Amazon, it is sure to skyrocket to a best seller in no time. Oh and did we mention that there are five other books in this series? Mark our words readers these characters will take you on one hell of a ride. So prepare yourselves, because things are about to get dicey! 

Fire Meet Gasoline... 

When Jess packed up her belongings and fled her small hometown in Kansas, she never looked back. Free from her family’s dark past she was finally able to pursue her lifelong dream as a professional dancer. She never expected to find herself at his door...or at his club. 

Nick was unlike any other man she had ever met. Sexy…Alluring…Predatory. Dangerous. The kind of man with more secrets than even she had. Every instinct warned Jess against knowing him further, but she always did like playing with fire… 

Nick Roman took one look at Jess and knew she was trouble from the very start. But something about the defiant twist of her mouth and the wide, haunted eyes of a damaged soul touched him in places he had long ago thought dead. He knew he needed to stay far away from her for his own sanity, but like a moth to a flame he was helpless to resist… 

Working at Takers Gentleman's Club was the last place Jess thought she would find herself, but she quickly learned how the game was played. 

See what you want, take what you can get…but at what cost? 

***Fallen Angel is a mafia romance serial novel released every 6 to 8 weeks, at approximately 12000 to 15000 words each. Due to sexual content, implied and actual scenes of abuse, violence, organized crime, language and frequent illegal drug use, we recommend this to mature audiences, ages 18 and over, who are comfortable with this subject matter.*** 

Excerpt from Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance Part 1 

Parts 1-5 are available now at amazon. #Free with #KindleUnlimited

“Good morning, beautiful.” Nick smiled. Reaching up, tracing her lip with his thumb. 


“Did you sleep well?”

“I did. For the first time in years. Did you?” He laid back, grabbing her, pulling her back into his chest. 

“I did.” He felt her melt into his body. She felt like silk against him. This was something he could get used to.

“You know, kid…I’ve never let anyone sleep here before. Ever.”

She raised her head, looking into his eyes. She could tell this wasn’t a line of bullshit. He meant what he said. She kissed his lips, laying her head back onto his chest. 

“Why me?”

“I don’t know. This shit between us is insane.” 

Insane yes, but she knew whatever this was couldn’t go anywhere. 

He was married. Plus, he was with Amy. 

And she was with Eric. 

Oh God. Eric. 

She allowed herself to feel guilty for a few seconds, before reminding herself why she was there in the first place. 

“So. Where do we go from here, kid?” 

“What do you mean?” 

“You know exactly what I mean. I want to continue whatever this is between us.”

“Are you nuts? How are we going to do that, Nick? You’re married. I have Eric, and you’re seeing Amy and probably countless others. Considering I’ve never done anything like this before in my life, I don’t want to be part of the harem. I won’t be.” 

“Hey…hey.” He moved her head up to look into her eyes. “I knew from the minute I laid eyes on you we would be here, kid. I’m not going to play you like that. The girls are gone. Except Connie. My wife. I’m not going to lie to you. I have no plans of leaving her right now. That’s the way it has to be for now.”

He softly brushed a strand of hair from her face. 

“You know who I am, kid. You also know exactly what I do. Do you want this life? You need to tell me now.”

His directness caught her off guard. She did know who he was, what he was. At some point she wouldn’t be ok with any of it. For some reason, she was ok with it now. 

The orgasm might have helped. 

“You want this or not, kid?” He asked again. 

“I want this.” 

It was his turn to be caught off guard. He never expected her to say yes. 

He thought he was safe. 

How the hell did she find a way into his heart so damn quickly? If he had any sense, he would walk, no run away now. It was all way too dangerous for them both. 

She saw the look on his face. 

“Maybe we should go. Won’t your wife wonder where you’re at?”

He didn’t answer immediately, getting up so they could get dressed.

“By now, yes. She’s used to my being out all night, but I’m usually home by now. I’m sure there’s about a million voice mails waiting for me. What about Eric? Won’t he wonder where you’re at?”

“No. He had a show in Pennsylvania last night. He knew I was planning on staying out. Besides, I’m pretty sure he’s still in bed with some groupie whore. At least I know he uses condoms.” 

Unlike them.

well...alisa did stuff and is still doing stuff. only now she has two boys crazy enuff to want her as their mommy. hey, at least she tried to warn them, so her job is done. she doesn’t like to capitalize, partially because she likes how lower case letters look visually, but mostly out of laziness. please don't judge. it could be you. and she would say, hey. you're alright, buddy. you're ok in my book. now c'mere for a hug. the hug might be pushing it. air kiss? you are strangers, after all, with only a mutual love of poor grammar.

she lives for a world full of controllable anatomically correct, android men programmed to meet her specific feminine needs (wink, wink, nudge, nudge with a big waggle of the eyebrows). who look like the rock. and ian somerhalder. and idris elba. and that's it she promises. variety. gotta have variety, right?

but alas...apparently that exists only in johanna lindsey's genius mind. so until then, she enjoys her incredibly warped sense of humor. she reads tons of erotica and romantic, drippy goo that makes her heart go pitter patter. then she thought, hey. what, she said to herself. (softly, of course, so no one finds out she is indeed, 2 nuts short of a fruitcake) maybe you should write this stuff too. maybe someone will like it and maybe buy it. so she said, huh, you think? then she said, well...yeah, i wouldn't have suggested it...(inserts sarcastic tone) and then she was like lose the attitude, ok? then she was all, would you just shut up and write, already? sheesh! and she did. :)

1 comment:

Alisa Anderson said...

Thanks for hosting us!
Alisa and Cameron