Welcome to my stop on the Gratitude Giveaway Blog Hop hosted by Bookhounds!
This year, and every year, I am thankful for not only my family and friends, but for all of you who follow and support me! Thank you so much!
So, up for grabs on my stop on this hop is a free eBook copy of my novel and a 2017 Winner of a Crowned Heart of Excellence Award from InD’tale Magazine, As the Liquor Flows.
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Black Tuesday, October 29, 1929,
the day the stock market crashed,
and the day Evelyn Ford will never forget.
With the untimely death of her parents and the loss of their only income, Evelyn, and her brother, Frank flee to a make-shift hovel built in Central Park.
After Frank mysteriously goes missing, bare cupboards force Evelyn to seek employment anywhere she can find work, even if that means working at a burlesque theater.
Catching the attention of Don Vincent Giovanni, a Kingpin in the New York mafia, Evelyn discovers that Frank is serving time in prison for running hooch and he owes Vincent a lot of money. In order to pay off her brother’s debt, Evelyn is thrown into the world of mobsters and bootlegging.
Between running hooch all over the city of New York and trying to save her brother, Evelyn finds herself drawn to Max Catalano, Vincent’s Consigliere. Even with secrets of his own, he’s the only one she can trust when she entangles herself in the middle of the New York mafia crime wars.
I opened the box and a circle of sparkling diamonds glistened in the dim light of the hallway. A perfect necklace of crystal-clear jewels the size of peas with a centered diamond the size of a peanut. Fortune in a box that now trembled in my hand.
“Oooh.” The sound proved more of a gasp from my lips than an actual word.
“Turn around,” Max whispered as he grasped the box from me. The intense coffee color in his eyes caught my breath, calming, and yet, unnerving my mind.
I slowly spun away from him and closed my eyes.
The sound from the box slapping shut caused me to flinch, and I opened my eyes as his hands lowered in front of me, draping the necklace against my skin.
His fingers tickled the back of my neck while he fastened the clasp. His touch shocked through me and as he stood mere inches behind me, his hot breath breezed across my bare shoulders.
My heart fluttered while the necklace lay against my collarbone. The gold and diamonds hung with an unexpected heaviness.
Max moved around me. “They look stunning on you.”
“But then again, I suppose anything would. You’ve been quite the topic downstairs. Everyone wants to know who the mysterious young lady is that Vincent is parading around on his arm.” He paused and clicked his tongue against his lips. “Don’t say that I blame them. I’d want to know, too.”
“Mysterious? No one has ever thought of me as mysterious.”
“Well I have no idea why you would.”
“Is it not obvious to you?”
“Not one woman has ever rebuffed Vinny’s affections. They fall to his feet. They desire him because of his clout or because of his money. They are excited when in his company. They love when other women envy them. They’re thrilled, they’re in love, and they gush. And you don’t do any of that.”
A soft laugh snorted through my nose. “Sounds like I’m foolish, instead of mysterious.”
“I’m trained to read people like books.” He heaved a deep sigh. “But with you . . . you’re just like no other book.”
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