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I’ve got debt—yeah, I know, so does everyone else on Planet Earth. But the bills I’m paying keep my dad and my grandma alive. So it’s pretty messed-up for Timofey Viktorov to use them as a threat to keep me under control.

I’ll lock her in a gilded cage and throw away the key. The night we met, she thought she was tasting freedom. I devoured her once and left before I even knew her name. Four months later, Bratva business leads me to the house of my enemy with one objective: Burn it down and kill everyone inside. That’s exactly what I plan to do. Until I find her cowering before me.

My life was one perfect lie. Until the Don burst in and tore it all apart. He broke into my clinic late one night and made me his. Nine months later, I’m on the side of the road giving birth—and who do I see stopping to help? The mobster. The monster. The man who made me beg for more—and then left before I ever got his name. He doesn’t realize who I am. Where I’m from. What I’ve done. But I’ve got secrets that I’ll die to keep safe from him. Starting with this: That’s our baby in his arms.

My soldiers threw Charlotte at my feet and told me what she was. A thief. A liar. A sneak. I chained her in the cell beneath my mansion with a plan to get rid of her at dawn. But something made me change my mind.

I got pregnant from a one-night stand. I wasn’t going to tell the father...until I walked into the office and found out he’s my new boss. Here’s some advice: Don’t sleep with your boss. Here’s some more: Don’t sleep with your married boss. And while I’m at it: Don’t sleep with your married, dangerous, billionaire, completely incapable-of-feeling boss because all he’s going to do is break your heart and your body and leave you to cry in the ashes. But I’ve never been good at taking my own advice.

I’ll keep her safe from everything…except myself. I’m a billionaire mob boss with a thirst for power. She’s a broken girl fleeing from a past she can’t escape.

Cian is terrifying me. The Irish killer stole me on my wedding day. And now, he's revealing secrets that threaten to burn everything—and everyone—I love to ashes. I need to get back to Dmitri. He's the only one who can keep our unborn child safe. Escaping Cian is just the beginning because Dmitri has secrets of his own. Starting with the unseen houseguest upstairs... And ending with the hideous truth about what really happened to my sister.

My husband doesn’t know about our son. But that won’t be enough to keep him safe. Because our little baby boy is the heir to two thrones. And there are a lot of bad men out there who want to stop him from reaching them.

To be fair, I didn’t know he was my boss when I slept with him. I thought he was just the kind stranger offering me a place to stay. But one night in Misha Orlov’s hotel room got me way more than I bargained for.

I fled from the don and retreated into my past. But I should’ve known Phoenix would never truly let me go. On the day of my wedding—the day everything was supposed to be made right again—he shows up with revenge in his heart. And makes me his again, right on the altar. But what I don’t tell him is this: I’ve started to recall things. Things I was better off forgetting. And by the time I’m done remembering…everything he loves might be destroyed.

Ten years ago, he tore my heart out. Today’s my wedding day, and he’s come to claim the rest of me.

Demyen stole my freedom to lock me in the worst cell imaginable—His bed. I get it: I'm the liar who put his brother behind bars. And I'm paying for my betrayal, one moan at a time. He promises he's going to ruin me. So why does he pull me into his bed every night? I see the truth behind those icy eyes: He's addicted. Unfortunately for me... So am I. And unfortunately for both of us, there's no ending this now. No clean break. No walking away.

He killed my family. So I took his daughter. My enemy murdered my family in cold blood. The time has come to claim my revenge. His daughter thinks she escaped from the clutches of her mob boss father. But I’m coming to show Cassandra that she can never run from me.

I kidnapped her to break her. Now, I'll do whatever it takes to protect her. In this business, you cannot afford to lose control. No emotions. No weakness. I've worked too damn hard building my mob empire to let one feisty little girl ruin everything. But Bella refuses to fall in line. I've pushed my prisoner to her limits, and yet she will. Not. Break. She takes every savage kiss.... Every cruel touch.... And asks me if that's all I have to offer. Breaking her down will require breaking a rule of my own: Never, ever fall in love.

Charlotte came into my house with lies on her lips. With debts on her head. With hate in her heart. Despite all that, we found something together. Hope. Healing. Family.

A young woman desperate to save her mother turns to her last resort: a ruthless mob boss in search of an heir. What starts as a business arrangement explodes into passion that neither expected. But can Camille survive in Erik's dangerous world?

Tomorrow is the first day of the rest of my life. I’ll have my daughter back in my arms, and we can start over. Spoiler alert: Tomorrow never comes. At midnight, there’s a tap on my window. And who should burst in but the devil himself? Isaak Vorobev never intended to let me go. He made me his fake wife. He made me his Bratva queen. Now, he has one more request…. And this time, he won’t take no for an answer.

On the worst day of my life, I let Anton Stepanov save me. One night of freedom—that’s all he offered. But what he ended up taking was so much more.

I can buy my secretary’s submission—or I can take it the hard way. My ex-wife’s fatal car crash left me with a cruel gift: A daughter I never knew I had. I am a billionaire. A mob boss. A titan. Not a babysitter. I need a woman’s touch to help raise my daughter. My secretary doesn’t know it yet, but her life is about to change. Charlotte is gorgeous. Feisty. And best of all…desperate. So from now on, we’re going to do things my way. It starts with five little words: “Let me own you, kitten.”

How did I end up playing fake fiancée to a runaway criminal? Well, I was supposed to get married today—but that’s a whole other story.The part that matters is that I took the car and ran, still in my wedding dress. I promptly crash said car into a bridge, and when I get out to check the damage… I'm disoriented and fall right into the river below. That should’ve been it for little old me. Goodnight. Close the curtains. Roll the credits. Drowned by my own wedding dress—how morbidly appropriate. But then someone saves me.