Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance by @bitchesbewritin #RLFblog #romance
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Romance Part 1 by Alisa Anderson and Cameron Skye.
About the Book
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 4 to 6 weeks, at approximately 8000 to 11000 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.***
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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.
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?
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. :)