Mafia Kingdom (Manhattan Mafia) by CD Reiss-review tour

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ABOUT THE BOOK: Release Date August 22, 2023

A QUEEN IN WAITING

After fifty years of peace, Carmine Montefiore’s decree rains down on the families of this city.

Your daughters will line up, and he will choose his bride.

When families have failed to release their girls to the line, the Montefiores have left a bloodbath behind. It is my birthright to be sacrificed.

And so my only hope for a new life comes at the hands of Massimo Colonia, a man stained with sin…and absolutely forbidden.

A KING IN EXILE

All I want to do is return home and take back my kingdom, but the moment I see her in that dark alley, my world shifts.

She is mine.

And if the Families think I’m handing her over to keep their peace, they’ll find out how wrong they are.

They’ve forgotten who they are dealing with. I am the last capo of the Colonia, and for her, I will rain hell on all of them.

••••

REVIEW:C.D Reiss really is one of the best mafia romance writers out there. The worlds she builds are so intricate, the characters so well developed, they feel more like reading spicy bits of history than anything else. Mafia Kingdom is a spin off of the Take me series, there are characters from that series that are mentioned, but as a whole, the book can be read as a standalone. For new readers to this author, make sure you check the trigger warnings.

Massimo is the last of his breed and his father’s heir to a crown that is lost. This story is dark, one of pain and struggle, but also loyalty and love. Massimo is taken to Italy against his will by a rival, he is broken, torn down and treated in the worst possible ways. Just when he starts wishing for the end, he sees her. Delfina. The one woman he would burn the world for. The one woman who would force him to pick himself up, and try.

Delfina is intelligent and loyal to the family she loves, but she is also ready to shake off her fathers hands and spread her wings and fly. Too bad she just exchanged one gilded cage for another, and this new cage comes with a marriage she doesn’t want. Family is family, and while she may rock the boat, Delfina is not else if not loyal.

Massimo and Delfina give off the energy of Romeo and Juliet, but without the teenage stupidity. These two are meant for one another, but they are torn between the love for their families and the love between themselves. This book has it all, drama, angst, suspense, spice and best of all, an alpha who would burn the world down for his lady. Definitely recommend to any mafia romance reader!

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CD Reiss is a New York Times bestselling author. 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 give her a big enough ego to write novels.

She’s frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping a single cord of wood.

If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.

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Make Me (Manhattan Mafia 2) by CD Reiss-review tour

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ABOUT THE BOOK: Release Date MAY 31, 2022

Dario Lucari kidnapped me when I was just a bride sold for territory…and made me a captive wife.

He will never free me. I am his property and he lets me know that every time he hurts me.

My hate for him burns hotter than the embers of love. But for how long?

•••••

REVIEW:The Manhattan Mafia series is back at it again with book two. CD throws no punches with this one either, it will smack you in the face and have you begging for more. Make Me is angsty, suspenseful, read until you finish the book, type of book. I recommend reading book one; Take Me before diving into the ring on this one, but there is enough backstory that you could read it as a standalone.

Sarah and Dario give me all the power couple vibes and oomph, they were so much freaking fun to read. They give it all to each other. Dario is an over the top alpha, but he is starting to learn to deal with his vulnerability, Sarah on the other hand is coming into her own, learning her strengths and testing Dario’s world renowned patience.

No one, and I truly do mean know one, does mafia romance like Reiss. Her way of writing is stellar, every time I pick up one of her books, I know I’m going to enjoy it before I even finish it. Make Me is filled with revenge, spice and angst. If you’re looking for something to get your blood pumping and your fantasy’s awakened, look no further.

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NOTE: The Excerpt is intended for mature readers due to strong language and content

 

“You’re really talking about a truce?”
“Call it what you want.”
“Fucking hell.” He laughs to himself. “You aren’t the same guy since you took my sister.”
I’m not. The Dario Lucari who lived the hour before he took Sarah had sold his soul to destroy the Colonia. This is my last chance to buy it back for her.
“I’m offering an end to all of this.”
“You started this war, and now you’re offering to stop it? Like it’s a bargain? And my sister? Remember her? She’s part of the deal.”
I expected him to try this trade, but it still pisses me off. “We’ll disappear. We’ll leave New York. That’s all you get out of me.”
“Why would we do that?” He looks into the tunnel. The light is dim yellow and the air curls unpredictably, catching wrappers and plastic bags in looping whirlwinds—only to casually drop them on the tracks. “For what? We don’t want peace. That’s not some prize. We want you strung up like a side of beef, and we want Sarah back.”
“She’s better off with me and you know it.” I wasn’t sure if he knew that until I see his reaction. He knows. He just doesn’t care. “You want to fight for her, you’re going to have a fight. But then what? Drag her home? To do what with her? Turn her out like a whore? Or slice her up and sell her?”
His flinch is slight and as fast as a blink, but it tells me there are things the Colonia do that he doesn’t like thinking about. He was born human and raised to be an animal. Now he’s trying hard to die an animal. But the real him—the human—keeps slipping out. He’s a soft touch, a reformer, and too much of a coward to change anything before his father is out of the picture.
“We can’t let you live.” His voice is partially drowned out by a warm wind from behind him. A nearly empty train arrives on the opposite platform. “Your deal is bullshit, and it sucks.”
We say nothing for a moment, while the doors open. He hides his anxiety. I hide my regrets.
Say you want peace, Massimo. All you have to do is want it.
Mr. Post doesn’t get on the train.
Revenge is exhausting. It takes up too much mental real estate. Too much time. Too much love. I need all of it for something else.
The conductor’s voice gurgles, and with a double beep, the doors slap closed.
We’re just two men talking.
Wind gusts from behind me. Train on our side.
“I’m not coming to you with another deal.” I shrug, offering to clean up a mess I made.
Massimo’s sneer tells me the discount on salvation won’t result in a sale. “Without Sarah, there’s no deal.”
“You can’t have her. Ever. She’s mine.”

 

CD Reiss is a New York Times bestselling author. 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 give her a big enough ego to write novels.

She’s frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping a single cord of wood.

If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.

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ABOUT THE BOOK: Release Date December 25, 2021.

Mafia King, Dario Lucari spent years planning his revenge. Today, he executes it.

Kidnapped on my wedding day.
Held by a monster who wants vengeance on my father.
Married to him against my will.

Suddenly thrust into a world of betrayal, lies and deviance, all I have to do to escape is destroy everything I’ve ever loved, and love the man I must destroy.

***
This dark mafia romance contains intense scenes and backstories that may make some readers feel stuff they don’t want to feel.

Take Me is the first in a trilogy.

•••••••••

REVIEW: CD Reiss has one hell of a gift when it comes to mafia romance. Take Me is the first in the new series, and boy oh boy was it a winner. This book is dark and devious. The more you read it, the more you can’t help but want more. Dario Lucari is not a kind man, he is also not someone to take lightly in any situation, but that doesn’t stop some people from trying.

While Dario is dark and devious, Sarah is light and laughter. Sheltered from the world, the princess of monsters but unaware of it. When she is kidnapped from her very own wedding, her life changes, she is delivered into the hands of a cruel and dangerous man that will stop at nothing to get what he wants. For Dario, Sarah was a means to an end, a way for revenge, for an alliance, now she has turned into much more.

Dario and Sarah are two characters that are both so shattered, torn in different ways, wanting a different life than what they have been given. Each carries a past, and secrets that they have to face, but neither want to dwell on those demons. I always look forward to CD books, but this one hits a little differently, maybe it’s the vulnerability of Sarah, or Dario, despite his nature, tries to find a way to be better than he is for her. There is so much to this book, the plot is fast paced with sinister twists, secrets that try to tear apart foundations. Don’t even get me started on the ending! Oh My Gosh the ending! Talk about frustrating! I -almost- wish I would have waited for the series to finish to read it all, but I think the wait makes it worth more. Awesome read!

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Reviewed by Sarah

 

How can I still be here? I clutch the sharp piece of pottery under my glove. It’s a safety blanket. A choice I can make in a situation where my decisions are meaningless.
Hovering in half consciousness, my eyes are closed when the door bangs open again and Dario enters, carrying a tall glass of water. He sets it on a dirty counter in front of me, then leans against the table, crossing one long leg over the other.
I get to my feet and approach the glass, wary but unable to stay away from it. I’ve never been this thirsty in my life; my eyeballs burn, and my tongue is cracked into layers of plaster.
Dario watches me silently, but as I reach out to take the glass, he slaps my hand away. I’m already weak and dizzy, and the force of the blow makes me stumble and spin.
“Please!” I cry. I realize I’m on my knees. I had intended to be strong, to refuse to let him see me suffer any more, but I am so, so thirsty.
“Take that stupid dress off.”
I shake my head. I’m past caring about modesty. I care about the dress. It’s ruined, but it’s mine. I worked on it for months, my fingers numb from stitching, my eyes and back aching as I labored into the night. It may be the only piece of home left to me besides my own body, and I will not take it off.
He shrugs and picks up the glass of water.
I remain defiant.
He turns to go.
And when I feel the triangle of clay inside the wrist of my glove, I think, with blinding clarity, I cannot die here.
“Okay,” I say.
He stops, turns around, but does not put down the glass.
I slip the dress off slowly, regretfully, because as awful as it looks, the fabric is still fine, soft and sweet, a reminder of who I was and what I expected so few sunrises ago. The gloves stay and so do the undergarments I wore to please Sergio because Dario just said to take off the dress and I’m weak but not dead. I’m not giving him anything he doesn’t ask for.
He places the glass back on the table. Then he sweeps a hand through the dust and dirt on its surface and sprinkles them into the water. I watch helplessly as it clouds over in the sunlight.
“Down to the skin,” he says. “Show me every inch.”
The suggestion in his command floods my dry veins with resistance.
“You said the dress.” I hold out my left hand—the one without the distorting piece of pottery under the glove. “Give it to me.”
This time, he takes a discarded nursery container and pinches out white-flecked potting soil. He drops it in the water like a chef seasoning too heavily.
“It’s going to be mud soon,” he says. “If you aren’t naked.”
“Where’s my father?” I squeak without spit. “Did he give you what you want?”
“Haven’t spoken to him since the car.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“We tried. He won’t negotiate with outsiders . . . so . . . take off all your fucking clothes.”
I do everything I can not to keep from crying as I lower my white lace underpants and slip out of my matching bra, hands shaking the entire time. I leave the gloves and garter, hoping they’re beside the point.
“I know what you’re hiding in your glove. You’re not going to kill me with a broken flower pot.”
“It wasn’t for you.”
He nods with understanding but not compassion, as if knowing suicide is on the table adds to a data point and no more, then flicks his finger at me. I peel off the gloves. The shard clatters to the floor. I am now naked except for one thing.
“The garter.”
“Not that.” I ball my hands into fists and look at the floor. “Please.”
He says nothing. I can’t see him, so I let myself hope that he’s considering letting me keep this one strip of fabric and elastic that’s tying me to this earth, to my identity, to the one person who loved me like no other. Maybe he’ll find it arousing.
I’ll risk it, even embrace it, for that glass of cloudy water.
The sound of a plop and a splash catches my attention, and I look up to see him slowly pouring a thin line of water onto the tile.
With a gasp, thoughts of my mother are gone, and I rip off the garter before I lose another precious drop, throwing it at his feet.
“There,” I say, finally bare before him, exposed as I have never been before a man.
My breath skips, and I finally cry, but I don’t have enough water in my body to make tears or snot over this destroyed moment—the first time a man’s eyes see my skin, my nipples, my utter vulnerability.
The moment I took that dress off was supposed to be one of the most beautiful of my life. Instead, it is a violation.
He isn’t satisfied yet though.
“Stay still,” he commands.
He walks behind me, hovering for a moment before grabbing my hair and yanking it back so that I’m gazing up into the camera’s merciless eye.
“Can you imagine how good it will feel,” he murmurs, his breath hot against my neck, “when I let you drink?” He lays his other hand under my chin and slides it down as he speaks. “That cold, sweet water sliding down your throat?”
I nod helplessly, gulping what feels like a lump of garden pebbles.
“Even with a little dirt, a little dust, you’ll take it all down, won’t you? You’re just about ready to beg for it.”
“I’ll beg,” I agree with a voice I don’t recognize. “I’ll do it.”
“You need it,” he says, and I can feel the cruelty of the smile in his voice.
“Please,” I whisper. “Please… please…”
“Say it for the camera.”
Who’s on the other side? His boss? My family? The entire world?
“Please give it to me.”
“Let me swallow it,” he whispers thickly. “Beg.”
“Let . . . let me swallow it all. Please.”
“I know what your body needs. And what you’ll do to get it.”
And then, just as abruptly as he’d grabbed me, he spins me around so that I’m facing him and he pushes me to my knees.
“This will go much easier for you if you play along,” he murmurs.
I’m so weak and dizzy I almost tip over before he pulls me up by the hair on top of my head.
“Steady, principessa.” With his free hand, he opens the fly of his pants, exposing the thick bulge beneath cotton underwear.
He’s going to take it out and force me to taste his cock. Take it down my throat. Swallow his come.
I’ve spent my life waiting for this, and I don’t want it this way . . . but I want it. My body aches to just give up, taste whatever he puts on my tongue. I look up at him, offering whatever he’s willing to take as long as he gives me something to drink.
But he does not release his erection.
Instead, he pulls my head into his crotch. The fabric is damp on my lips, heavy and musty on my nose as he grinds into my face. And he’s hard. So hard. He forces the shape of his shaft along the opening between my lips, and I taste no more than an essence of him . . . but it’s enough. My clit fills and drops, weighted by a constant, brutal pulse of arousal that’s timed to the way he pushes into my face, holding my head still.
My hands steady me against his thighs, then pull him closer.
I want it.
I surrender.
I’ll suck him for water or a glass of sand.
Why is he keeping it behind his clothes?
“Yes,” he growls, putting both hands behind my head and pushing me into his crotch so hard his erection feels like stone on my chin.
I put out my tongue, licking the damp fabric. He stops for a moment. His growl turns into a gasp, and the clothed organ against me pulses. A warm wetness gathers at my cheek.
Then he lets me go, and I fall back on my hands, gasping as I notice the thick wet stain where he came as I licked him.
“Okay,” he says, zipping up. He’s bored again, casual as he hands the glass to me by the top. “You can drink now.”
I do. I am shameless and desperate. I hold it with both hands and savor every drop, dirt and all.
He leaves before I finish, apparently not interested in watching me debase myself further.
I lie naked where he left me, legs in the letter K, bare skin on cold tile, the empty glass a few inches from my hand, watching the clouds form in the grid above me.
The door clicks and whooshes open. The room spins when I bolt to a sitting position. A tray of food, accompanied by a whole pitcher of water, is pushed across the threshold.
The door claps shut again, and the deadbolt smacked home.
I glance at the camera. He’s watching. He has to be.
I should stand up and walk like a human, but by the time I finish making that decision, I’m already crawling on my hands and knees like an animal.
The tray contains a plastic clamshell with a sandwich inside—pink meat spills from a circle of bread split into a pocket. Hushing the raging hunger for a moment, I peek into the pocket and find cheese and the familiarity of mayonnaise. A pink container of yogurt proudly proclaims—next to a bulbous strawberry—that it has REAL FRUIT inside.
I rip it open, ready to suck it down, but I stop.
I stand carefully, my head still swimming not just from my hunger and thirst and poor night’s sleep, but from what just happened. I walk over to my discarded pile of garments and put them on again: the underwear and bra, the ruined dress, my shoes—one close by and one under the camera. I slide the garter up my leg.
I leave the gloves and shard.
Then I put the tray on the counter, right a white plastic chair that matches the one on the roof, and—dressed in silk garments that were once a hopeful symbol of my purity but are now nothing more than a painful, ridiculous reminder of everything I have lost—I hydrate and nourish myself, dreaming of the day I escape the man named Dario with shadow eyes and an empty heart. 

 

CD Reiss is a New York Times bestselling author. 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 give her a big enough ego to write novels.

She’s frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping a single cord of wood.

If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.

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ABOUT THE BOOK: Release Date October 12, 2021.

What doesn’t kill you makes you a killer.

Santino DiLustro changed me. You can’t spend time in bed with the devil without getting addicted to the heat.
Before him, I was a girl. Innocent and weak.
Now, I’m a woman. A fighter. A killer.
I’ll burn the world down for him. Shatter the sky. But I will not break.
No. I will rise up and destroy whoever dares to threaten what my king has built, because I am forever his queen.

•••••••

REVIEW:The throne has been claimed, C.D Reiss has taken the role as Queen of mafia romance. No other author comes close to the gift she has with dark romance mafia. The final installment of The DiLustro Arrangement series is filled with excitement, drama, and pulse pounding pages that I couldn’t put down. Violette and Santino are a power couple!

First in the The DiLustro series Mafia Bride and then followed by Mafia King, each book is crucial to the story and really should be read before finishing Mafia Queen. Each book is a critical piece in the puzzle of the series. Reiss’ characters develop and grow so much in each book, each changing and growing into themselves. Secrets are uncovered, loyalties tested, family and friends betrayed and bloody violence. Finally, the story comes to it’s ever growing, and long awaited climax.

Violette has blossomed into a new woman, one that protects what’s her no matter what, one that won’t let anyone get in her way of what she wants, or take what she has earned. She is a force to fear, and with that, the book really starts its exhilarating dive into the final conclusion. Violette will destroy anyone that comes for her crown and the throne that comes with it.

The series as a whole went far beyond my expectations. The steamy scene, holy heaven above! Ladies be warned, you’re gonna need some personal time after this book. The plot is easy to follow and keeps the reader’s attention, enough of the story is left after each book that it keeps us coming back for more. I was turning the pages faster and faster as the book progressed but not wanting it to end at the same time. Reiss has a great way of incorporating romance, crime and love together in a way that I found so much fun to read. The entire series is a must read, five stars.

Reading Order and Previous Reviews

Mafia Bride
Mafia King

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Reviewed by Sarah

CD Reiss is a New York Times bestselling author. 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 give her a big enough ego to write novels.

She’s frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping a single cord of wood.

If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.

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ABOUT THE BOOK: Release Date June 15, 2021

Santino is my king. My lover. My husband.

He’s the head of the Cavallo crime family and the moment he choked my vows from me, my life was bound to his.

I’m done fighting my fate, until I hear two rumors, and I’m shaken to the core.

One rumor about the past—that I wasn’t the first bride Santino took.

Another about the future—a new bride is about to be taken.

Changing the old ways is like dousing the flames of hell with tears.

But I married the devil himself, and when I vowed to obey, I lied.

Book two of three in the The Dilustro Arrangement.

••••••

REVIEW:Never has there been a Mafia romance quite like this one. CD has a way of displaying her character so open, that you can’t help to see what makes them tick. Mafia King is a heart-pounding, violent romance that will leave your hands shaking and your mind reeling. In one word, suspenseful.

Book one is recommended as a first read, Mafia Bride is the beginning of it all, and this story branches off from that. Violetta is stuck between a rock and a hard place by her own making, her hate for him starts to become love and the life she wants them to lead together slowly becomes something she yearns for. However, nothing is ever simple with a DiLustro.

Mafia King is much more fast paced than the previous book was, there is so much happening at all times. Secrets and lies, vows and loyalty are tested and the cliffhanger! OMG! The cliffhanger! That was cruel and unusual punishment to make us wait until the next book!!! I can’t wait to see what CD has in store for Violetta and Santino.

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Reviewed by Sarah

CD Reiss is a New York Times bestselling author. 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 give her a big enough ego to write novels.

She’s frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping a single cord of wood.

If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.

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ABOUT THE BOOK: Release Date March 16, 2021

Some girls dream of marrying a prince, but I never imagined I’d be sold to a king.

Santino DiLustro.

The king.
The monster.
The keeper of secrets.

When he forced me to marry him, I cried for love I’d never know.
When he locked me away, I cried for the freedom I lost forever.
Every other tear I’ve shed is for my soul, because I’m falling for the devil himself.

••••••

REVIEW:What a cliffhanger!!!!

C.D Reiss writes romance in a way that no other author ever has. She gets down into the nitty-gritty of drama, the evil of people, the drama of family, but gives us all of that with the light of love and hope. I freaking love it!

Mafia Bride is explosive; we get a young girl; Violetta you for all intents and purposes is “sold” to Italian mafia king-pin Santino. Violetta is young, but strong minded, hardheaded and not sampling willing to take things at face value. Roughly put; she hates him and is determined to find a way out of what has become of her life.

Santino is just what you would think a mafia boss would be like, just sexier in my mind. He’s an over the top alpha, cold and crass, he takes what he wants and what his dirty mind has set on is Violetta. As the book and the plot progress, we learn about Santino and his secrets, some of how his mind works and the confusion and pain that Violetta goes through as she adapts to her change in lifestyle.

Most of the book is centered around Violetta and how she copes with Santino, their chemistry is off the charts hot. I do find the way the story is written a little different than how the author normally writes, but it’s very enjoyable. There are moments of sadness, of course with the loss that Violetta is dealing with, but other moments of such awesome sexual tension. That tension is what makes this book go so fast I think, it makes you want to read more and more. A big poo to the killer cliffhanger at the end! I wasn’t mentally prepared for that! I most definitely can’t wait to see how it turns out!

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Reviewed by Sarah

CD Reiss is a New York Times bestselling author. 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 give her a big enough ego to write novels.

She’s frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping a single cord of wood.

If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.

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ABOUT THE BOOK: Release September 29, 2020

There’s a house in Cambria with no phone, no internet, no connection to the outside world.
Dante and Mandy are stuck there together.
He needs a live-in assistant.
She needs a place to hide.
If she gives him total obedience, he’ll do everything in his power to clean up the mess she made back home. Anything less than unquestioning compliance, and she goes back to LA humiliated.
Those are the rules.
Take them or leave them.
Mandy figures she can do Dante’s menial tasks for awhile. Do what he says until the heat dies down.
She has no idea how hot it’s going to get until he tells her she has to do them on her knees.

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REVIEW:Crowne Rules by CD Reiss follows her work to the T, fiery connection between two people that just can’t help themselves. Dante has to be one of the most interesting characters as a Dom I have read about in some time, and Mandy is a hoot all on her own. Together they start a story that was beyond awesome to read.

Dante most definitely follows in Byron and Logan’s way of life, and if you haven’t read these stories, I would recommend them first. They are a great way to start the CD Reiss world off, but not a MUST read to adventure into Crown Rules.

Dante is wrapped up in his past, and for good reason, but the chance encounter with Mandy leads him on a path neither of them were prepared for, but both are eager to explore it. Their chemistry is so smoking hot, their connection even more so and the amount of emotion you will experience in this book is off the chain. 4.5 star recommend to readers, can’t wait to see what comes next.

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Reviewed by Sarah

As I scraped the last of the ice cream out of the corners, lightning flashed.
Looking up, I noticed steam curling out of the bathroom door.
One Samanda.
Two Samanda.
Three—
Thunder cracked, and the water heater had probably done its job by now.
When the water was so hot I could barely touch it, I plugged the tub and rooted around under the sink, finding a box of squat, white candles and a lighter and a red satin bag of bath bombs. I lit the candles and tossed a couple of bombs into the water, then threw in another for good measure.
When the waterline was near the top, I shut off the faucet.
My phone had been completely useless for miles already, and if there was Wi-Fi in the house, it was off, but I could still play music. I threw together a playlist of songs with a “fuck him” theme, put headphones on, and settled in, letting the line of scalding heat envelop me to the neck.
Arms floating, I let the music take me away, singing along with a song about heartbreak and renewal, unable to hear my voice as much as feel it against the sobbing soreness of my throat.
He broke my heart
When I was so nice
Forget that asshole
I mean it, girl
Forget him twice
I belted it out not to the bathroom tiles, but to the Renaldo in my mind. He was begging to have me back, and I was toying with him, asking, “Why?” Why did he promise to leave his wife only to humiliate me? Turn me into an object of public disdain only to get on his hands and knees and literally kiss my feet?
Not just him, but Caleb, who’d treated me like trash for years, and every guy after him who dumped me and then strung me along so they could dump me again.
In my fantasy, I was telling them about all the other guys I was fucking and how little I cared about any of them. I was walking away from some faceless stud, sated and satisfied and totally unattached. I was never, ever going to get hurt again, and every time I started to cry again, I sang louder.
“No, no, no-no!” I chanted with the music, waving my finger at my imaginary lover. “You ain’t that…”
The lights went out, and I practically leapt out of the tub in shock, sliding my headphones away from one ear. A moment later, I realized what must have happened, and surprise turned to exasperation. Because, of course, this goddamn house couldn’t stand a thunderst—
“Hello?” A man’s voice came from the darkened doorway.
In a crouch, dripping wet, with female empowerment in one ear and his question in the other, I grabbed something, anything, in the dark and came up with a shampoo bottle.
“I know tae kwon do,” I said in the general direction of the voice, standing up to wield the plastic bottle.
“I’m sure.” The lights went back on with a click, and I could see the source of the voice.
Fuck.
Dante Crowne. Gray raincoat glinting with droplets of water, finger on the light switch, looking down at me from the top of Mount Six Foot Four. All the Crowne men had light eyes, but Dante’s were deeper set and the iciest blue I’d ever seen.
“Hello, Amanda.”
“It’s Mandy,” I said, pulling the headphones around my neck and lowering the shampoo.
His gaze followed the poorly chosen weapon and took a circuitous route back upward by way of the naked triangle between my legs, my belly, my breasts. When his eyes landed on mine, there was desire there, but I could tell by the way he tightened his mouth that it was an easily dismissed interloper and not something he wanted to act on.
“Logan said you’d be here,” he said.
He wasn’t going to apologize for scaring me half to death and then checking me out without even admiring the view?
“Well, he didn’t warn me about you,” I said.
Lightning flickered, and I held my reply for the whipcrack of thunder one Samanda later.
“Clearly,” Dante scoffed, looking my nudity over again.
I turned for the towel, catching sight of myself in the mirror. I was splotched in patches of bubble. South America drifted down my hip.
Dante grabbed the towel and handed it to me, eyes respectfully averted. I took it slowly, daring him to look again, and he took me up on the challenge, letting his gaze fall all over my body like a steamer pushed under a dress to relax the creases in every corner.
“Logan sends his apologies, but this house is mine,” Dante said as I wrapped the white towel around myself. “And I need to use it this weekend.”
“Your brother said it was a family house.”
“Hm.”
After the one syllable, he turned and left me alone in what was apparently his bathroom.

CD Reiss is a New York Times bestselling author. 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 give her a big enough ego to write novels.

She’s frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping a single cord of wood.

If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.

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Lead Me Back by C.D. Reiss-a review

Lead Me Back by C.D. Reiss-a review

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ABOUT THE BOOK: Release Date July 7, 2020

Cutting all ties, Kayla Montgomery drives cross-country to Los Angeles. New start. New life. And an unexpected new job: assistant to Justin Beckett.

The Justin Beckett.

The boy band rebel with the cocky attitude and dreamy bed head who casts a spell over his fans and tests the patience of his handlers.

Now at the peak of Mount Adulthood, he has to build a clean-cut, movie star image. It’s in his contract. No partying. No attitude. No groupies.

To tie it together, he needs a normal girl.

Suddenly, Kayla’s swept up in Justin’s glamorous world, and his arms. But the most dizzying thing is Justin himself. Sweet, generous, reliable, and as eager to shed his past as Kayla is hers.

About that…

Those ties she thought she’d cut? They’ve followed her across the country with her secrets in tow, and they’re about to test Kayla’s courage, Justin’s loyalty, and a love that wasn’t part of the deal.

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REVIEW: LEAD ME BACK by CD Reiss is a stand alone, contemporary, adult, erotic, romance storyline focusing on clothing designer Kayla Montgomery, and one-time teen heartthrob turned actor Justin Beckett.

Told from dual first person points of view (Kayla and Justin) LEAD ME BACK follows the building romance and relationship between twenty five year old one-time teen heartthrob/ musician turned actor Justin Beckett, and clothing designer Kayla Montgomery. Justin Beckett was once on top of the world with his boy band turned pop artists but everything quickly spiralled out of control when alcohol, drugs and rumoured infidelity destroyed what was left of the friendships and love. Now on a strict schedule with no outside contact from his former mates, Justin needs to succeed in the world of acting, or say good bye to what’s left of his career.

Kayla Montgomery needs a new start after her life imploded back in New York. A new phone number found our heroine with the former number of rock star Justin Beckett, a number that would pull Kayla into the world of our storyline hero. Working on Justin’s latest movie in the costume department brought Kayla up close and personal with a man who was about to push all of her buttons but demons from the past were about to resurface for both Kayla and Justin pushing Kayla out of Justin’s life when issues of trust threaten their already tenuous situation.

The relationship between Justin and Kayla begins acrimoniously when Kayla begins receiving all sorts of phone calls for our storyline hero, phone calls from one-time bandmates and friends who would rather Justin jumped off the face of the earth. Kayla has come to LA for a fresh start, and dating Justin Beckett was about to implode when the paparazzi and Justin’s manager begin to stalk our story line heroine. The $ex scenes are intimate and passionate without the use of over the top, sexually graphic language and text.

We are introduced to Justin’s bandmates who are all struggling with what was and what will never be: Shane, Gordon and Chad; Justin’s PR manager Ken Braque; Kayla’s sister Talia, and their father Raymond;and several members of the movie crew including Evelyn, Eddie, and Francine. Here’s hoping the author has plans for more story lines focusing on the members of the band.

LEAD ME BACK is a story of betrayal and vengeance; miscommunication and misunderstanding; secrets, lies, romance and love. The character driven premise is fast paced, captivating, heart breaking and poignant; the characters are colorful, animated, playful and lost; the romance is emotional and provocative. LEAD ME BACK is an impassioned story of two people who found one another when no one else was willing to give them a chance.

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Reviewed by Sandy

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