Semi-finalist in The Kindle Book Review's 2013 Best Indie Book Awards
"The suspense keeps the pages moving quickly in book two of the Blood and Honor series. There are numerous characters, but Delamar does a wonderful job of incorporating them so that readers keep abreast of the story. A fast pace, credible characters and a complex plot guarantee hours of entertainment." -- RT Book Reviews, 4 stars
"Retribution was great... oh so damn great. So this is the second book in the Blood and Honor series and I loved it even better than the first one.... Another wonderful story filled with action, love, forgiveness, and some awfully hot steamy scenes! This story was beautifully written and I hope you pick it up and read it!" -- Reading on the Wild Side blog, 4.5 stars
"You are kept on the edge of your seat until the very last page, just like at the end of "Revenge", "Retribution" has a teaser for the next novel that makes me excited to read the next novel. If you liked "Revenge" you will love "Retribution"; this is easily a stand alone novel; I'm just glad that there is more to come in this series." -- Steph's Book Retreat blog, 4.5 stars
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CONTENT WARNING: Retribution is a dark Mafia romance that contains graphic language, sexual situations, and violence. You have been warned.
READING ORDER:
Malavita (Prequel) - PG-13 (optional -- you can start with R-rated Revenge instead)
Revenge
Retribution
Redemption
Reckoning
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Excerpt:
"Leave me alone," Delfina tossed over her shoulder, turning her head to give her father one last glare. She sailed off the last step into the foyer and plowed into a hard body.
A hard body that smelled delicious, sexy. Two strong hands gripped her arms to keep her from falling.
She gawked at a face that was eerily familiar. The young man standing in front of her wasn't Enrico Lucchesi--his wavy, tousled hair was a rich chestnut, not onyx, and his eyes were mossy green, not chocolate. But the strong blade of his nose, the high prominent cheekbones, and the full, generous mouth were all Lucchesi.
"Who are you?" she blurted.
"Nick Clarkston," he answered, his accent British, upper crust. "Who are you?"
"My daughter, Delfina," her father said from behind her. His hands came to rest on her shoulders, and Nick abruptly released her and stepped away.
Nick glanced from her to her father. "Is everything all right?" he asked.
"Not really," she said. Could he be...? But if he was, what was he doing here, in her father's house?
Dark Mafia Romance, Dark Gritty Romantic Suspense, Mob Romance, Mobster Romance