Spin by CD Reiss | Reading in Pajamas

Antonio and Theresa live or die together in this epic, full-length conclusion to the Songs of Corruption series!

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Book Three in The Corruption Series. You must read SPIN and RUIN before reading RULE!

Theresa and Antonio.

They’ve been through hell. Antonio has a price on his head for turning his back on a marriage deal, and Theresa has no intention of turning her back on him. They’re devoted and strong, ready for anything….

A Love Tested To The Limit

And then, someone from Antonio’s past reappears. Someone who can give him everything he ever wanted, and who can shake them to their very core.

#livetogether

#dietogether

In this stunning conclusion to the USA Today Bestselling series, Antonio and Theresa will have their passion, their devotion and their very will to live tested.

SPIN (Book One)
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iBooks: http://apple.co/1EoPKsy
Kobo: http://bit.ly/1hKJrpt
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Ruin (Book Two)
Amazon: http://amzn.to/1PEF75l
B&N: http://bit.ly/1NFuRwi
Kobo: http://bit.ly/1KTpcfU
iBooks: http://apple.co/1EoPmu1

Rule (Book Three)
Amazon: http://amzn.to/1PEFbCc
iBooks: http://apple.co/1IsIjeP
B&N: http://bit.ly/1KTpeEz

CD Reiss is a USA Today and Amazon bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn’t pick up, she’s at the well, hauling buckets.

Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master’s degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere, but it did embed TV story structure in her head well enough for her to take a big risk on a TV series structured erotic series called Songs of Submission. It’s about a kinky billionaire hung up on his ex-wife, an ingenue singer with a wisecracking mouth; art, music and sin in the city of Los Angeles.

Critics have dubbed the books “poetic,” “literary,” and “hauntingly atmospheric,” which is flattering enough for her to put it in a bio, but embarrassing enough for her not to tell her husband, or he might think she’s some sort of braggart who’s too good to give the toilets a once-over every couple of weeks or chop a cord of wood.

If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.

Due to popular demand and in anticipation of RULE, the grand finale of the series….…Books One & Two in CD Reiss’s hit mafia series,

Songs of Corruption Series are bundled into one set!

That’s right. Spin & Ruin are together for ONLY 99c! (normally over $7)

Check out the book information and excerpt below. If it grabs your attention snag a copy while it’s on sale. Great price to try out a new series! -Cori

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**Rough sex. Dirty talk. Criminal activity. Cursing. Fisticuffs. Closed course. Professional driver. Do not try this at home.**

Theresa Drazen wants to know one thing.

Is there something wrong with her?

Because from what she can see, she has money, brains, a body that does the job. Yet, she keeps getting shelved. Most recently, by her fiancé who happens to be the DA.

And she’ll get over it, really. No problem. She’ll just have a nice, short encounter with a mysterious Italian named Antonio who may or may not be involved with some kind of alleged criminal activity…blah blah…

Let’s call a spade a spade.

He’s a mobster.

Let’s face a few more facts.

He’s hot. He’s smart. And if anyone breathes on her the wrong way, he’s got no problem beating their head against a Porsche until they’re willing to lick up their own vomit to make it stop.

Just about everything about that turns her on.

Yeah. There’s something wrong with her.

I caught the scent again and looked in her direction, as if I could see the smell’s source. It could have come from anyone. It could have been the gorgeous black lady with the sweet smile. It could have been the plate of saucy meat that crossed my path. Could have been the waft of parking lot that came through the door before it snapped closed.

But it wasn’t.

I knew it like I knew tax code; it was him. The man in the dark suit and thin pink tie, the full lips and two-day beard. His eyes were black as a felony, and they stayed on me as his body swung into the booth.

The smell had come from him, not the other man getting into the booth. It was in his gaze, which was locked on me, disarming me. He was beautiful to me. Not my type, not at all. But the slight cleft in his chin, the powerful jaw, the swoop of dark hair falling over his forehead seemed right. Just right. I swallowed. My mouth had started watering, and my throat had gotten dry. I got a flash of him above me, with that swoop of hair rocking, as he fucked me so hard the sheets ripped.

He turned to say something to the hostess, and I took a gulp of air. I’d forgotten to breathe. I put my hands to my shirt buttons to make sure they were fastened, because I felt as if he’d undressed me.

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