Cover Reveal – For Logan

Title: For Logan 
Genre: New Adult Mafia Romance (a complete standalone)
Release Date: August 27, 2016

Blurb For Logan by Soraya Naomi – release date August
27, 2016
After a lifetime of
loss, Logan Wade has no faith in things such as justice. He screws and discards
women with ease, and deep down, he doesn’t even know who he is anymore. He’s an
agent who’s defecting to the Chicagoan mafia, the Syndicate.
However, Logan’s
tightly scheduled plans derail when he meets Rosalia Calderone, the mafia
counselor’s daughter, who’s ten years younger, reckless, and doesn’t know when
to keep quiet. Shrouded under the secrets of her parents, Rosalia has been kept
out of mafia business her entire life until unforeseen circumstances thrust her
into Logan’s path. As she grows closer to him, Rosalia sees that there’s much
more to Logan than what he shows the world. Even though she realizes it’s dangerous
to fall for a closed-off man like him, she’s a girl who always follows her
What starts as a forced
acquaintance turns into an illicit affair where risks are taken and bonds are
broken, and Logan and Rosalia learn that love can be disastrous.
Every action has a
consequence, and matters of the heart are no exception.
A New Adult Mafia Romance.
A complete
      From Soraya Naomi, Amazon Bestselling Author
of For Fallon and For Luca.

Novel Grounds Semi Annual Literary Awards 2014 winner of Best Breakout
Novel For Fallon (Chicago Syndicate, #1).

Excerpt NA
Mafia Romance For Logan by Soraya Naomi – Release Date August 27, 2016

“Forgive me, Father, for I
have sinned,” I confess in the small booth and shut my eyes, causing two tears
to roll down my cheeks in regret.
Sometimes we take risks and
they don’t play out as we expected, but it’s better to regret something you did do than to regret something you didn’t do. Living with what could’ve been is far worse.
“You haven’t sinned,” a
familiar, deep voice comments.
My gaze shoots up to the
lattice screen in time to see him exiting the compartment. Then he yanks open
my door. I’m met with stormy, sapphire eyes – the color of a cloudless sky –
that have haunted my dreams for many nights.
Logan steps forward, but I
push him out of the confessional with both of my palms on his hard chest. “Where
have you been?” I demand, wiping my tears away angrily.
As my vision clears, I’m
astounded by how much he reminds me of the man I fell in love with. His navy
dress shirt is tucked into his slacks, showing off his toned torso.
Nonetheless, this is the man that is my Heaven and my Hell. My current Hell;
but the time we lived in Heaven together isn’t easily forgotten.
He studies me for a long
moment, as if I’m a figment of his imagination. Then he runs his fingers
through his dirty blonde hair and messes up the strands, making him much too
appealing in his anguish.
“Rosa,” he says in a tormented
tone. Reaching for me, he cups the back of my head and threads his fingers
through my long, black hair.
His sandalwood cologne invades
my nostrils and brings back memories that are best left in some dusty corner of
my mind. He lowers his forehead to mine, and I clutch his shirt as the passion
he incites in me still pumps furiously through my veins. His thumb strokes the
dimple on my cheek while we stare at each other.
“I should hate you,” I mumble,
“No. I’ve come to explain.”
“Explain what? You broke my
heart and left. Everything’s ruined!”
“I had to leave to set things straight
and so that I didn’t get killed in the process, Rosa,” he snarls. Yet, in a
softer tone, he adds, “But I had to see if you’re okay.”
We’re standing face-to-face,
and as he tilts my head up, I recognize the flame of love in his dark irises.
As usual, we lose control the second his mouth slants over mine. He commands my
emotions with the heat of his touch. Logan’s lips urge mine apart, guiding me
hungrily into his masterful kiss. One large hand covers my ass while he palms
my head. On their own accord, my arms wind around his neck. Our teeth clash and
our tongues dance in a teasing foray – desperately recapturing a love that
others tried to extinguish.
He growls and lifts me up into
his arms effortlessly. My jade, knee-length dress rides up my hips when I hook
my legs around him before he carries me to the elevated altar of the church,
surrounded by devotional statues and lit candles. I’m shoved onto the two-step
carpeted stairs in front of the altar while we grind into each other. Logan
nips a path up my throat as I gaze up at the painted angels on the dome
ceiling. He pulls my lips between his teeth and bites the corner of my mouth.
“I need to fuck you,” he
groans huskily, pressing his rock-hard erection against me.
We’re both breathing heavily,
forgetting where we are – in the Parish of the Blessed, in the middle of the
day, with people inside the sacristy.
This is what he’s done to me.
Even after everything, I’m unable to deny him. I’ve chosen to be bad right
along with him, and I’m choosing it again.
We’ve always been reckless. We’ve
broken a family apart. And now, we’re about to fuck in the church where the
wedding will take place in less than twenty-four hours.

About Author
Soraya Naomi

I read many genres but favor
intense, seductive, and provocative novels where the male character loves
fiercely, without remorse or boundaries. I also adore forbidden love tales and
have an odd fascination with kidnapping romances. No, I don’t secretly want to
be kidnapped, though!
I have a passionate obsession with
the written word and indulge in chocolate pastries much too often.
My debut novel For Fallon (Chicago Syndicate, #1) was released on July 26, 2014.
I’m honored that For Fallon won “Best
Breakout Novel 2014” in the Novel Grounds Semi Annual Literary Awards.
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