Daria never expected her life to become a game of survival, let alone one where her heart is on the line. When the ruthless mafia boss Enzo Esposito claims her as his wife, it’s more than just a marriage of convenience—it’s a dangerous power play in a world of betrayal and bloodshed. Enzo is a man who gets what he wants, and now he wants Daria. But their union is anything but peaceful. With enemies lurking in the shadows, including the sinister Domino, a man who believes Daria belongs to him, Enzo is forced to wage a brutal war to protect her. But the more time Daria spends with her ...

Roman Mashir was the man that stepped out of shadowed corners wearing a smile. Cruelty and laughter were synonymous in his world. Roman was the devil who caught your gaze and grinned back at you in your nightmares. Fear was what he liked to see, expected even—bright eyed infatuation was not. Rahina Chopra was persistent, annoying, naïve, and beyond foolish. While she danced happily in moonlight he was the devil who aimed his sights and pulled triggers. She had no business fluttering carelessly into his world, he had made too many enemies, laughed in the face of one too many dying men to ...

He spent three years behind bars; now he's going to make me pay for sending him there. Five years ago, I stood before a judge and told him what I'd witnessed. My fiancé, Mateo Valenti, killing someone in cold blood. After they locked him up, I thought I'd never see Mateo again. But I was wrong. When Mateo gets out, he calls me in the middle of the night. "Oh, Bambi, you think three years on the inside are hard?" "Wait until I get my hands on you." I don't know how he got my number, but he says he's coming for me. He says we're going to be together forever, just like we promised. Deviant ...

Alessandro D’Angelo. He was my forbidden temptation. My obsession. My ruin. In his arms, I was fire. In his world, I was ash. Then he vanished—without a word, without a trace—leaving my heart and my life in ruins. Now, six years later, he’s back—lethal, relentless, and looking at me like I still belong to him. The masquerade ball was supposed to be just another job—one night, one illusion. I never expected to come face-to-face with the man who shattered me. But I’m not the same woman he left behind. I have secrets of my own—like the son he knows nothing about. His enemies ...

When Elena Giordano’s world is torn apart by the brutal murder of her father, she’s thrust into the dark, dangerous world of the mafia. Forced to marry Dimitri Esposito—a powerful, ruthless mafia boss—Elena is drawn into a web of deadly secrets and fierce possessiveness. Dimitri claims her as his own, vowing to protect her and her sister from the enemies lurking in the shadows. But his protection comes at a price. Dimitri is everything Elena should fear—cold, dominant, and willing to kill anyone who threatens what’s his. Yet, in the depths of his darkness, she finds herself ...

After his father’s retirement, Elia Montalto took over organized crime in King’s Trace, Maine. His pragmatic nature makes him popular and allows him to strike alliances with government officials, which keeps prying eyes off his business. But even a town as small as theirs is not without risk or envy, and Elia has only ever really wanted one thing: Senator Harrison’s daughter.

My club - constantly under siege by the Italian mafia. My city - in a war lasting two generations caused by our fathers. Yet, in amongst the turmoil, I met her. In a froyo store. This sassy woman who's ready to throw down and defend her friends against my brothers and me. But we aren't the enemies in this story, and little did she know our chance encounter would set us along a different path. This story isn't full of partying and fun - it's chaos, carnage, deception, and lies. War - it's brutal. Can you resist?

I'm getting married in a few months, and I just found out five minutes ago. My first reaction was, 'No thanks!' But it turns out that my fiancé is the powerful don of NYC, and 'no' is not an option. Christian D’Angelo is so gorgeous that his presence can kill, but he gladly does that with his bare hands. I happen to be a pawn in a dangerous game to settle my family’s debt. He thought he could possess me until he realized I would not be silenced. One thing led to another, and our banter turned to lust, turned to love, and turned into a positive pregnancy test. But I refuse to tell him ...

I was born to inherit the family business. Father braided darkness into my soul before I spoke my first word. Adalina Martinelli is collateral. At first, I take her because her father is in debt to mine. But after one night together, she becomes my prisoner. Locked in a gilded cage, I set forth to transform her. Father wants me to marry, and I've found the perfect wife. She may be younger than me... She may be the daughter of our enemies... She may need stern convincing... But I will bend and break her until she agrees to my twisted guarantee of safety. Tropes: Age Gap, Captive Heroine, ...

I couldn't walk away. It's not who I am. The moment I saw Rayne broken and bloodied, I knew I wasn't leaving without her. As the president of the Houston Defiance MC, my job is to protect. And there's no taming the rage building inside my body, screaming at me to shield her from the husband who's beating her day in and day out.

Arrogant bosshole with some dirty secrets. Sounds tempting, right? Wrong. Kirill Zaitsev is anything but tempting. Sure, he’s tall and broad and muscular in all the right places. And sure, he’s richer than several small countries. And yes, fine, his eyes do make me feel loopy, and he does smell like mint and musk, and there’s also the way his jaw clenches when he… Sorry, where was I? Oh yeah. Bosshole. Dirty secrets. Anyway, all those things sound fine and dandy. For a little while, I thought so, too. Then I learned who Kirill really is—a killer, a tycoon, a mafia don.

I didn’t know what I was walking into that night. A friend’s birthday, a high-end club, and there he was—a shadow in the corner, all piercing eyes and lethal charisma. I knew Marcus was trouble the moment he looked my way, but something in his gaze was calling me to him, despite the warning etched into every line of his face. He told me to stay away. Told me his world was too dark, that I was too good for him. But even then, I could feel it: a pull that went deeper than reason, tethering me to the danger he carried. Soon, it wasn’t enough to just watch from the sidelines—I wanted ...

In the shadowy corners of the city, where secrets entwine with desire, Bella finds herself ensnared in a web spun by the notorious mafia boss, Marco Esposito. He is a man of power and dark allure, a predator who has watched her from the darkness, his obsidian eyes tracing her every move. Their worlds collide when Bella is thrust into a perilous engagement that threatens to bind her soul to his forever. Haunted by the specter of her fate, Bella yearns for freedom and a life untainted by bloodshed. But when she dares to escape the suffocating grip of her gilded cage, Marco is relentless in ...

"I can explain." That's what everyone says when they're caught breaking the law. City Council Commissioner Sloane Bishop is a murderer. I don't think she meant to kill her abusive ex. But when I walk through the door, he's breathing his last. I was on my way to do the job myself; too bad she beat me to it. Now the cops want to know what happened. They're sniffing around and asking questions. Sloane has a choice: marry me or go to prison. After all, they can't make your husband testify against you... It's a spousal privilege marriage of convenience. Filthy Sinner is the third book in The ...

He's next in line to rule the Irish mob, and he’ll do anything to make me his. I’ve been sheltered from the dangers of my family’s criminal activity for most of my life, but when one mistake puts me in debt to the Irish, I have no choice but to accept responsibility and agree to their demands. As Declan MacKenzie’s fiancée. Rumors paint the notorious womanizer as ruthless, wicked and devastatingly handsome. But I don’t know what to believe. You see, I’ve actually run into the Irish mobster before. The Declan I met was intelligent, a fellow art lover, and undeniably gorgeous. ...