Sometimes love isn’t beautiful...
Meet Max & Courtney is this southern mafia romance!
Blurb
Sometimes love isn’t beautiful...
Sometimes the only way to describe
it is beautifully brutal.
If you think you know him… You’re
wrong.
If you think you know his family…
Wrong again.
If you think you know his story…
You don’t.
If you did, you’d likely wonder how
the hell a man like Maximillian Adorite managed to make it to this point in his
life. At twenty-nine, he’s experienced more than most people could only ever
imagine, all thanksto his family. Organized crime they call it. Mafia.
No matter how they spin it, it
comes down to one thing. Max gets what he wants. Except for the one thing he
wants most.
Her name is Courtney Kogan.
And now that he’s had a taste of
her, Max knows he’ll never be able to let her go.
The Southern Boy Mafia series is a
spinoff from the Sniper 1 Security series. It has been set up to be read
without reading Sniper 1 Security, however, the characters will frequently
cross over.
Review- 4.75 Stars
I hate you just as much. I
hate that I want you so goddamn bad; I hate that I can't sleep when you're not
here. I hate that you have more control over me than you even know you have
and I powerless to do anything about it.
I absolutely positively love Mafia
books and this one did not let me down. I love how each chapter was
labeled with a statement. It allowed you too see what might happen.
Beautifully Brutal is the perfect way to describe the
interactions between Max and Courtney....heated, passionate, insanely sexual,
lovely, and heartbreaking. Two people from different worlds...good/bad or
light/dark, but definitely soulmates.
Max is the underboss of the Adorite
family. Max is use to being surrounded by women. He's gorgeous,
wealthy and Women love bad boys and he's one to the extreme. But one has
definitely caught his eye...she's intriguing and yet she's also his enemy.
Is she a threat? Or the best distraction?
Courtney lives and works on the
right side of the law. She's confident, sassy, determined. I
adored her! She's is such a wonderful character and a great temptation to Max.
But she's also a woman and when you have met your match sometimes it's
hard to stay away. She was defenseless against him... Her body and mind
were always at war....god she desired him and yet hated him. Getting
involved was reckless...would she take a chance? Or just do her
mission?
Lord this was intense! I
loved the sizzling chemistry between them and too see the tug of war.
Courtney and Max both loved each other, but constantly were hurting each
other. To hear both inner thoughts of them was perfect!! Love dual
POV's! This story shirts from present day to the past with each chapter.
It gives you and inside look at their relationship and their conflict.
It was definitely Beautifully Brutal!!
It didn't matter when, where or
how, but when Max was inside her, he was in heaven. Nothing or no one
would ever take that away from him. Hell was a way of life, something he
trudged through every single day because this was the life he's been born into,
the life he ultimately chose. But her...Courtney was light and energy and
good. He craved that little sliver in his world, feeding off her
goodness, knowing it would never help, but needing it all the same.
Nicole Edwards does a fantastic job
with the characters. Yes some of the characters are from previous series,
but this is a standalone. I haven't read the Sniper 1 series and I didn't
feel lost at all! I highly recommend this book...it's intense, sexy and
beautiful! 4.75 Mob Boss Stars!
Review by Heather Driscoll
Courtney Kogan Interview
What’s your affiliation with Sniper
1 Security, for those that may not know yet?
Sniper 1 Security is my family’s
business. My father, Casper Kogan, and his long time friend, Bryce Trexler
started the company more than three decades ago. I guess it seemed logical that
I did what my family did. I’m a personal security specialist – though there are
plenty of names people use to refer to us.
Do you think of yourself as an
adrenaline junky since you like this line of work?
Adrenaline junkie? Hmmm. Sure, I
guess I can see that. I like to live on the edge. I think I’ve proven that.
What the craziest thing you have
done on a dare?
The craziest thing I’ve done on a
dare… **smiles** Not sure how crazy it is, but once, I stood up on the checkout
counter at Wal-Mart. Started yelling that they needed a cleanup on aisle
five-ninety-two. For the record, the Wal-Mart employees don’t necessarily like
that.
If not this line of work, then
what?
It would always be this line of
work. I can’t see myself doing anything else.
Favorite type of car?
Corvette.
Boys with Tattoos or no?
Either or. And I guess it depends
on the tattoo. I’ve seen some that I don’t particularly care for. I tried to
talk Max into getting one that said “Property of Courtney”, but he said no. I’m
still working on him though.
Do you have any tattoos?
Nope. But I’ve been tossing around
the idea for a while. It’s hard to come up with an idea for something that’s so
… permanent. I’m sure I’ll think of something one of these days.
What’s your go to drink when you’re
out on the town?
Fireball and RumChata – I’ll let
you look up what that’s known as. **smiles**
Last question, ideal Saturday
night?
I’m a fan of going out to the clubs
with my friends and I’ve got a favorite that I frequent – Devil’s Playground.
Excerpt
Courtney spun around, her gaze slamming into
his.
“Check on me? Why the hell would
you wanna do that?”
Because it was an excuse to see
her. But that wasn’t what Max told her. “I wanted to make sure you were all
right.”
Courtney huffed as she returned to
pouring the vodka into a glass, adding 7-Up from a can sitting on the table.
Max’s gaze instantly strayed to the extra glass, and his frustration rose
again.
She tossed him a glare over her
shoulder. “Oh, you’re referrin’ to when you blew some guy’s brains out in the
middle of your office? Don’t you have a dead body to clean up or somethin’?”
He didn’t say a word. His rule was
that he’d never own up to anything. He didn’t feel safe anywhere that wasn’t
home, never knew when someone was trying to trap him. And of all people, Max
wasn’t delusional enough to believe Courtney wouldn’t turn on him with the
right motivation. Ultimately, she was one of the good guys. And that was why
they never had been able to find a middle ground. It was more difficult than it
appeared considering they were at opposite ends of the spectrum—middle ground
was just too far away for either of them.
Not to mention, arguing with
Courtney was moot. Max knew from experience that she would never let up, which
was why he’d given up long ago.
“Oh, right. You have people for
that,” she continued, turning to face him again before taking a sip from her
glass. “I’d offer you a drink, but then you might think you can stay.”
“I’m gonna stay,” he informed her.
Courtney’s eyes narrowed on him,
and Max’s body instinctively reacted, hardening instantaneously.
“You’re not gonna stay,” she
retorted, her tone clipped. “Not today, not tomorrow. Not ever.”
Max shrugged out of his leather
jacket, folding it across the arm of the sofa as he moved closer.
“I’m serious, Max,” Courtney said,
her eyes widening as she backed up until her ass hit the table. “You’re not
stayin’. RT’ll be watchin’ my house until you leave. It’s not an option.”
Max continued to stalk her slowly
until he was standing only a few inches away from her. Unable to resist, he
cupped her face in his hands, enjoying the silky smoothness of her skin against
his palms.
Damn, how he’d missed her. It’d
been damn near a full year since the last time he’d touched her, since the last
time he’d made love to her. Although touching her now ... it was as though not
a minute had passed since that fateful day.
“I’m stayin’,” he said softly.
Courtney shook her head, opened her
mouth, but then snapped it closed. She wanted to argue; it was evident in the
lines that creased her forehead.
Leaning forward, Max tested the
waters, allowing his lips to brush hers lightly. Even that was nearly more than
he could handle. It’d been too damn long since he’d touched her, tasted her,
loved her. And fuck if he didn’t want to do it all again. Right here. Right
fucking now.
“Max, please,” Courtney pleaded quietly.
“Please don’t do this.”
“Do what?” he questioned roughly,
pulling back and allowing his eyes to slide over her beautiful face, down the
slender column of her neck, where he noticed the rapid thump of her pulse.
“We’re through,” she stated, her
tone holding a hint of conviction.
“So you’ve said.” In fact, Courtney
had told him they were over many times during the year they’d been together.
And for the year that followed, right up until this very moment, Max had
thought about her every single day, about the way she’d ended things so
abruptly the last time. Didn’t matter that he’d called her bluff and that had
technically been the reason they’d gone their separate ways.
Had it not been for the crazy shit
he had to deal with on a daily basis, he might’ve actually taken the time to
play her games. But there was another problem with that. He was fucking tired
of playing, which was the only reason he’d allowed her to walk away then.
And that was the real reason he was
there tonight. He wanted to know whether or not this was truly over. For him,
it wasn’t. There wasn’t a chance in hell that he’d ever be able to get over
her. Probably not in his lifetime. But that didn’t mean that moving forward
wasn’t possible. With or without her.
If she didn’t want him, he’d move
on. He had business arrangements dangling in the wind, one in particular that
was entirely dependent on where he stood with Courtney.
“Tell me you want me to leave,
Courtney. Tell me to go, and I’ll never darken your doorstep again. You’ll
never have to see me.”
Max could see the surprise in
Courtney’s eyes, in the way her throat worked when she swallowed hard. He’d
never made her that promise, never told her that he’d willingly let her go,
although he’d spent the last year staying away from her. He’d had eyes on her
the entire time; he knew every single move she’d made during those months. He
knew for a fact that Courtney had never brought another man home with her, nor
had she ever gone home with a man. Had she made that choice, Max wasn’t sure
how things would be at this moment, but more than likely, there’d be another
dead asshole buried six feet under.
The point was, she hadn’t.
“Tell me that’s what you want, and
I’ll do it, Courtney. But know this ... if you send me away this time...” Max
took a deep breath, exhaled. “I won’t come back. Whatever this is between us,
it’ll never die, never go away completely, and we’ll both have to live out the
rest of our lives with the decision that you make right here. Tonight.”
“I want...”
The pause
that followed stole the air from the room.
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About the
Author:
New York Times bestselling author
Nicole Edwards launched her professional writing career in July of 2012. Having
been an avid reader all of her life and a huge fan of creative writing, it
seemed the likely path for her to take. Since then, she has released fifteen
books and has no plans to stop. As her full-time career/hobby, Nicole writes
steamy contemporary and erotic romances. Nicole is a New York Times and USA
Today bestselling author who was born and raised in Texas. Married with three
kids and four dogs, she has plenty of interaction to keep her imagination
brewing. Her books have been featured in USA Today’s Happy Ever After segment
as well as Indie Reader’s best seller list. She has forged her way as an independent
author. Although she has a bachelor’s degree in Human Resources, she prefers to
be hiding out in her writing cave, talking to the fictional characters that
have built up in her head over the years. When she isn’t writing or plotting
her next book (sometimes translated to “playing on Facebook”), Nicole loves to
read and spend time with her family and her dogs.
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