MARCUS (Guzzi Legacy 6)
I’ve probably said this about each and every book hero Bethany-Kris has written. Marcus is so swoon-worthy. Gian and Cara Guzzi raised those boys right! The level of respect and loyalty they have for one another is out of this world. Marcus finished off the Guzzi Legacy Book perfectly. The chemistry between Marcus and his leading lady, Cella had me in all the feels. It was nice to see man who is the most serious out of the Guzzi Boys stripped bare when with Cella. He let his guard down for her which showed me he was so much like his dad. Despite the ruthlessness of his position it was held separate from his personal life.
The author is one of a kind. BK takes mafia romance and shows life beyond all the crime, bloodshed, violence, etc. She focuses on the character behind the status and how family, loyalty and love make up the person they are. That is what makes her books stand apart from other mafia reads.
Guzzi Legacy, #6
Publication Date: December 2, 2019
Genres: Adult, Romantic Suspense, Organized Crime. Erotic Romance, Standalone
When falling is easy, people often forget about the crash.
The time has finally come for Marcus Guzzi to step into his birthright. He’s the firstborn—the next boss to take over his family’s mafia and he’s never been more ready. With an MC encroaching on Guzzi territory, family expectations following him, and more responsibility on his shoulders than ever, what’s one more thing added to his ever-growing list of duties when his father asks for a favor? He just didn’t expect that favor to bring with it a woman he can’t ignore.
Cella Marcello is a lot of things. Single mother. Daughter of a former New York Underboss. A highly sought-after interior designer. Widow. The one thing she’s learned about life after all that’s happened in hers? It keeps moving on, and so does she. When a contract for a penthouse design takes her to Toronto, she isn’t ready for the gorgeously dangerous man waiting there to make sure she has everything she needs. Even if the thing she needs is him.
Marcus is everything she never wanted before now. He wasn’t even looking for someone like her. When the traumas of the past take center stage, these two will need to decide if the chance at forever is worth the risk.
The final Guzzi Legacy novel …
Note: Marcus is a standalone romance within The Guzzi Legacy series.
A sea of black, really.
Cella Marcello felt like everything had become painted withthe color. Tainted. Maybe that was the better word for this dayand what was happening. Everything was tainted with blacknessbecause wasn’t that the only appropriate hue for grief?
Especially grief like this.
One so hollow.
From the suits and dresses surrounding her, worn by peoplewith faces she recognized and—some—she loved to even theclouds above her head. Her emotions. The hole in the ground.The shiny granite headstone with her husband’s name carvedwith white lettering.
She saw other colors, of course. The green of the grass, and thegray of the sky. The light rain from earlier in the day left a mistin the air, curling up from the ground and disappearing allaround her. A few people dared to wear shades of gray and evennavy blues for the day instead of the standard black clothing thataccompanied funerals. The silver bangles on her wrist jingledwith her trembling, and it didn’t seem to matter how tight sheheld her child, the shaking didn’t relent.
If anything, it became worse.
How much longer could she hold it in?
How long would it be before she could breathe?
“Want me to take her?”
Cella looked to the side, peering through the black veil thathung down from the rim of her large hat, finding her mothertrying to offer her a smile. It didn’t reach Jordyn’s wet eyes, andthere in the glistening tears, she found her own reflection. Shelooked like her mother—soft-featured, round face, a small,sloped nose, high cheekbones, and full lips shaped like a curvybow. All her sisters, the two of them, took after their motherwhereas their brother, John, looked far more like their father.
Except right then, all Cella saw in the reflection was hersadness. How despite the fact that her eyes felt so dry, as thoughshe’d cried far too many tears and couldn’t produce more,wetness still coated her cheeks. She found pain there.
“Cella?” her ma asked again.
She shook her head and tightened her hold on eight-month-oldTiffany when the baby squirmed a bit under her thin cottonblanket. Surely, the girl didn’t need a blanket in this Augustheat, but with the occasional rain and slight breeze, she didn’twant to take a chance. So, she wrapped her up.
Because that was the thing.
It didn’t matter her husband was dead.
It didn’t matter that she didn’t want to get out of bed.
That her heart broke.
She was empty.
Life had stopped.
None of that could matter to Cella when she was still a mother.
Bethany-Kris is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother to four young sons, one cat, and two dogs. A small town in Eastern Canada where she was born and raised is where she has always called home. With her boys under her feet, snuggling cat, barking dogs, and a hubby calling over his shoulder, she is nearly always writing something … when she can find the time.
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