Hello, my Queens! I’m so excited that my ninth book baby is finally LIVE! The Saint is a second chance, mafia romance with a brooding, artistic hero and a bad-ass alpha heroine. Rolly Giordano is the only nephew of mafia kingpin, Paulo D’Angelo. Jael David is a soldier in D’Angelo’s syndicate, and Rolly’s first and only love. But tragedy tore them apart and broke both their hearts, and now they’re trying to find a way to mend what broke between them. While strong heroine’s abound in romance, it’s not often you see an alpha heroine. Jael is strong, but her underlying vulnerabilities make her loveable and human. I so enjoyed writing both these characters, as well as the families that have their backs. I hope you’ll give these two a chance. These are some of my favorite characters I’ve ever written, and this story is one I’ll never forget.
I knew when she saw it. There was that gasp, those hands raised to her lips, a backward step that had me racing toward the platform, thinking she might fall off. And from my new position, hovering below her in case she fell, I could see the painting that had put her under a spell.
A work of art.
A masterpiece if I’d ever made one.
A picture of Jael stolen from my memory, the image ingrained so deeply in my heart.
It was her. The way she’d looked up at me from my teenage bed, hair tousled, mossy eyes half-hidden behind heavy eyelids. Lips parted, bare chest and neck flushed with color, she filled my heart as I filled her our first and only time.
I hadn’t been able to erase the memory, hadn’t been able to get it out of my head. Even with the picture of her hidden here in the storage unit, that image played through my head nearly every night.
Because when I looked at it, when I remembered the feel of her body wrapping around mine, there was only one thought in my head.
Love.
Love, love, love.
I fucking loved her, as much now as I had before she left.
And the cage around my heart would never be enough to protect me. The bars were too thin, the material too weak to defend against the power she had over me.
Valentine’s Day is almost here, and I love seeing all the LOVE floating around this month. It’s the perfect time of year to curl up with a good book and never go outside. I hate the cold, and February is always the coldest month of the year where I’m from. So while I’m tucked in under my three fleece blankets and dreaming of warmer days, I’m also drooling over the cover reveal for a charity anthology I’m in called Hot Boy Summer.
I loved writing my little story for this anthology, and I’m excited to be able to bring you the first teaser for Elliott & Sage. Scroll down for our gorgeous cover reveal, and your first taste of these two guys who will have you burning up.
Hope you have a wonderful Valentine’s Day and find something to help keep you warm (or cool!) through these long winter nights.
Ellie
xoxo
HOT BOY SUMMER: A CHARITY ANTHOLOGY
Hot Boy Summer: A Charity Anthology is a collection of brand new stories from 31 amazingly talented authors. Each brings to the table their own unique take on the connections we form when we live wildly under the guise of momentary fervor. It’s poolside cocktails with little umbrellas, it’s island vacations, toes in the sand, and the shirtless hot boy making eye contact with you from across the way. Dive in and experience the sizzling passion that erupts in the heat of a fleeting summer.
***HBS is a limited edition anthology collection and 100% of proceeds will be donated to children’s charities.***
My story for the Hot Boy Summer anthology is a sexy little romp for two new characters. This second chance romance will have you dreaming of those hot summer days.
I can’t believe I released my 7th book baby into the wild last week! Playing for Keeps is a steamy, second-chance romance full of secret lives and hidden identities, and the kind of love that burns hotter than the sun. Vinny and Jen are one of my favorite couples I’ve ever written. Jen’s sweet and kind and has a huge heart. And Vinny loves with everything in him, and will do anything for those people in his life he loves.
Playing for Keeps is the third and final book in the Playing with Hearts series. I hope you’ll check it out!
Blurb:
Life with Vinny Leonetti gave me opportunities I’d never even imagined. Private jet trips across the country on a whim, dining at expensive restaurants, and island vacations where we soaked up the sun. But all that money also brought me danger and heartbreak.
It all became too much. I walked away from that life and my chance at an all-consuming love.
Though I was intent on making it on my own, not a day went by that he wasn’t on my mind. And when life brought me back to the city it all began in, the danger found me before he did.
As I tried to make my way back to him, the threats came at me from every side. Was my love for him strong enough to save me? And if so, would he give me a second chance?
Anyone else feel like summer just flew right on by? I swear, it was just a few weeks ago that school officially got out! And here I am, sending my kiddos off to school once again. It’s been a bit emotional – my baby is off to Kindergarten this year. So don’t mind me as I sniffle away and wipe my tears. (How is he in Kindergarten already!?!)
It doesn’t help that this summer has been crazy busy. I’ve had a week-long family vacation to Colorado and a short trip to Kansas City. Work has been the busiest non-busy summer in the nearly-ten years I’ve been at this job. AND! To top it all off, I had three cover reveals this month.
Three, you say? Yes. Three.
Check out these beauties!
Playing for Keeps
Playing for Keeps is the third and final book in my Playing with Hearts series. It’s a steamy, second-chance romance, full of secret lives and hidden identities, and the kind of love that burns hotter than the sun.
Blurb:
Life with Vinny Leonetti gave me opportunities I’d never even imagined. Private jet trips across the country on a whim, dining at expensive restaurants, and island vacations where we soaked up the sun. But all that money also brought me danger and heartbreak.
It all became too much. I walked away from that life and my chance at an all-consuming love.
Though I was intent on making it on my own, not a day went by that he wasn’t on my mind. And when life brought me back to the city it all began in, the danger found me before he did.
As I tried to make my way back to him, the threats came at me from every side. Was my love for him strong enough to save me? And if so, would he give me a second chance?
Do you love mafia romance? If so, step into the dark and gritty universe of the Underworld Kings. A multi-author series of standalone books filled with mafia families waging war, danger and violence, arranged and forced marriages, angst, love, and everything in-between. Light or dark, twisted or sweet, the Underworld Kings has something for every reader.
Have you ever written something down so you wouldn’t forget about it, only you promptly forget about it? And then, over a year later, you find the paper you wrote on stuck in the back of your drawer or behind your desk?
That was The Fixer. I wrote it in just over 2 months, and finished it at the end of February 2020. Then lockdown happened, and I forgot.
But I recently found it again, vaguely remembering small pieces of the storyline, and was blown away. I wanted to congratulate the author on a job well done… even though that author is me.
I’m absolutely in love with this story. From the Jet and Eliza, to the cameos from previous characters, to the glimpses into future stores to come.
The Fixer doesn’t come out until November 29th, so until then, I leave you this:
Blurb: When Eliza Westbrook stumbled into my arms at her father’s funeral, I wanted nothing more than to help the beautiful, broken girl. I wanted to take away the pain in her eyes and heal her fractured, lonely heart. My presence was the last thing she needed, yet I couldn’t stay away.
What started out as a mild obsession quickly turned into a game of survival. Unexplainable events threatened us at every turn, but was it because of my dark past, or the man intent on taking her life?
I wanted to keep her safe, to give into the pull I felt tugging me toward her from the moment we first met. But would I be able to push my demons aside to save her, or will she have to fix me first?
The Fixer is coming November 29th, and I’m so excited for you to
My hitman series has been rebranded and recovered, and I’m so excited to share them with you!
The Medina Crime Family series follows a family of hitmen and the women who steal their hearts. It follows brothers Yanny and Mateo and G, and their sister, Natalia, through four gripping, suspense-filled books. You won’t want to miss out!
To celebrate the new covers, I’ve made The Hitman FREE! You can grab it here, and don’t forget to check out the rest of the series too. The Hitman: https://books2read.com/HitmanMafia
Blurb: She was the daughter of my worst enemy. I was the hitman hired to take her out.
She was broken, frightened, and guarded, and the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. I vowed then and there to take away her fears and keep her safe. But she lied to me, giving me a fake name before she disappeared from my sight.
The contract that hit my phone gave me her true identity and a second chance at finding her. Hunting her down was no easy feat, but leaving her alone wasn’t an option. It wasn’t just my family of hitmen I needed to protect her from, it was the man who wanted her life.
Digging into the past revealed secrets so dangerous they put all our lives at risk. For me, she was worth it. For love, it was a chance I would take. But would I be enough to save her, or would our pasts tear us apart?
**Each book in the Medina Crime Family series is a standalone, HEA guaranteed. But because the stories are interconnected, it is recommended to read them in order.
I’ve been working quietly behind the scenes on lots of things lately, and I’m so excited for everything that is coming down the road. I’ve got my preorders up for Playing for Keeps, and I’m so excited for you to read this book. I’ve also got a couple secret projects going on that I’m so ecstatic about, I need to pinch myself to make sure it’s not just a dream! Be on the lookout next month!
Playing for Keeps is just the first in a line of new things coming your way. This book is a long time coming. I started writing it back in 2016, but abandoned it before I could finish. But I picked it back up and made it better than I ever could have imagined. The suspense in this one! The twists and the turns! It’s one of the best things I’ve ever written.
Release date is scheduled for September 9th! I hope you check it out!
It’s hard to believe this day is finally here. I started writing Playing Hard to get over five years ago, and I completely and utterly fell in love with Mitch and Vivian. They’ve had their fair share of troubles, have undergone some much needed growth, and still, after all this time, they are one of my favorite couples I have ever written.
And finally, finally! After all this time, this book is LIVE!
My eyes were on the floor in front of me, watching the twinkling lights along the baseboards as they guided my way. I was nearly in front of him before my mind picked up what my body already knew. “You come to find me, darlin’?” I stopped dead in the center of the hall. Mitch was leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets, foot tucked up behind him. Relaxed. Like he didn’t have a care in the world. I chanced a glance behind me, saw that I was out of the line of sight of everyone at the party, then gauged my ability to run in my four-inch heels. But no. My body dragged me forward as my mind screamed to go the other way. “Mitch.” I stopped in front of him and flinched when his fingers glided across my cheek. “Where are your new girlfriends?” I asked, summoning some of that rage with the thought of Kimber’s hands on him. He grinned. Wicked. God, he was gorgeous. “You jealous?” I shrugged. A lie. “You can do whatever you want.” “Yeah?” His hands were on my hips before the word was out of his mouth. “Whatever I want?” “Mitch.” I grabbed his hands, making a feeble effort to rid my body of his touch. But I couldn’t. The pull was too strong. My hands rode the storm up his arms to his shoulders. “What if I want you?” “I can’t.” A whimper escaped my throat when his lips touched my jaw. It urged him on. “Please, don’t. I can’t control this.” He stilled but didn’t pull away. His breath flitted across my neck, like waves lapping at the shore. “Let go, darlin’. Let me take control. Let me give you what you need.” I forced myself away, leaned my back against the wall, putting distance between us. “I can’t do that to Frankie.” “Stop worrying about Frankie,” he said, close to my ear. “Worry about Vivian. Worry about me, and how I make you feel. I want to make you come.” A bitter laugh broke free. “In your dreams.” Definitely in mine. “Give me a chance, Viv.” Mitch pulled back, pacing the four feet to the bathroom door and back. He leaned in close and his breath whispered across my face. “Give me one chance. If I don’t make you come, I’ll leave you alone.” No. I didn’t want this. Didn’t want to be with him. Didn’t want to be without him. The door to the bathroom opened. Mitch stepped back before the woman’s face cleared the door. I didn’t know her, but it was obvious Mitch had made her acquaintance. He nodded and gave her a smoldering smile. The blush across her cheeks was evident, even in the dim light in the hall, and my eyes followed her as she walked away, back to the party. Mitch’s finger hooked my hand, tugging my attention to him. “One chance, darlin’.” One chance. One last time with him before he left me alone. God, I wanted it and I didn’t. He took a step backward, toward the bathroom. One chance. Right here. My body wouldn’t say no.
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It’s finally here! This sports/workplace romance has been with me for five long years, and I’m so excited to have this baby out in the world. It’s swoony and sexy and has all the twists and turns I love. Frankie and Corey meet at a bar and have a one-night stand, only to realize, come Monday morning, that any thoughts of never seeing each other again have flown right out the door.
Get ready and grab your copy today!!
It was just a one-night stand.
He was supposed to be my last hurrah. A handsome stranger to get lost in before I started working for the man who’d always controlled my life.
No feelings. No attachments. Nothing but a few drinks, a spin around the dance floor, and a couple hours of passion.
But a case of mistaken identity ruined all that. Now I couldn’t get rid of him, even if I wanted to, and that put his life on the line.
She was a game changer. One night with her, and everything I thought I wanted was turned on its head.
Convincing her to give me a chance was only the beginning. There were bigger things at play, some so dangerous it threatened our lives.
But I was determined to make it work. To have her in my life. The only problem was, someone else was dead set on cutting our time together short.
“Look,” she told me, facing her desk and shuffling through some papers there, “I made you no promises. There’s a reason I didn’t ask for your name. I never wanted anything but a night of fun.” She turned back to me, her eyes hard and her face a blank mask.
“We can still have some fun,” I offered. I stepped close, sliding one hand around to the small of her back and one behind her head. I pulled her close and pressed my lips tight against hers. There was no warmth, no passion, just a few brief seconds of contact.
Without warning, Frankie pulled back and slapped my face. I never expected a woman of her size to be able to pack such a punch. My face was on fire and stars flashed behind my eyelids. I held my hand to my cheek, letting the relative cool of my palm calm the burning in my skin.
When my vision cleared, I pulled my face back up to look at her. The blank mask of her face twitched once, right beneath her darkened eyes. As fast as she slapped me, she lunged at me. Her arms went around my neck, hands fisted in my hair, legs wrapped tight around my waist. And her lips, sweet lord her lips, were crushing down on mine.
It took me a second to react, and by then her tongue was in my mouth. I greeted her greedily and grasped her ass in my hands. She squeezed her thighs, lifting herself like she did in her hotel room as I’d fucked her against the wall, and I slid my hands up her back, untucking her shirt and touching her silky skin. I grabbed her nape and held her face to mine, keeping our lips locked, our tongues tangling together.
Frankie froze, the warmth draining out of her faster than water down a wide-open drain. She dropped her legs and slid out of my grasp. Pushing away from me, she turned to face her desk before spinning back to me.
“Get out of my office.” Her voice was ice in my veins, her face red like the rage emanating from her every pore.
“Frankie—”
“Out!” She pointed to the door, staring me down as I tried to understand, tried to wrap my head around the rapid shift in her attitude.
I adjusted my aching cock in my pants, then strode quickly to the door. With my hand on the handle, one foot in and one foot out, I stopped and glanced back at her. At Frankie. The angel. The goddess.
With the taste of her tongue on mine, I opened my mouth to speak. But there was nothing there, no words I could think to say to make her let me back in.
Hello! I’m Ellie, coffee addict, chocolate fanatic, and lover of words.
I’ve always been a reader. I remember devouring every single children’s book in my house when I was young. I would also sit at my desk, or on my bed, or quite possibly curled up on the floor, copying the words in some of my favorite books so I could feel like I was writing myself.
Writing is in my blood, and I’m so excited to be able to share these words with my readers. I’ve already published a few books, and I have plenty in store.
Ellie Isaacson 