LOGINAfter surviving a botched assassination attempt, Elena DeLuca resurfaces with a new identity and a thirst for revenge against those who betrayed her. Once a trusted ally of the Moretti family, she now seeks to expose the traitors within. Helios Valenti, the enforcer who failed to protect her, is forced to work with Elena to uncover the plot. As their past resurfaces, tension builds between them, blurring the line between hate and desire. Elena’s return also uncovers long-buried secrets, revealing a hidden assassin network led by Sophia Ivanova and linking Nico Moretti to the plot against her. In the midst of her revenge, Elena reunites with her best friend, Isabella, who never believed Elena was dead. Their reunion complicates things further, as Isabella becomes torn between loyalty to her friend and the Morettis. As Elena and Helios fight to expose the traitor, their bond deepens, but the threat of a larger conspiracy looms. Will Elena’s quest for vengeance destroy her humanity, or will she and Helios survive the growing darkness? Teaser for Book 3: With a deadly assassin network closing in, Elena and Helios face a war that will test their loyalty and trust.
View MoreThe combination of his thrusts and his fingers sent her over the edge once more. Her body convulsed, her walls clenching around him as she cried out, her voice a raw and desperate scream of pleasure. Helios followed her soon after, his own release crashing over him as he buried himself deep inside her, his guttural groan echoing through the room. Helios pulled out slowly, his breath heavy as he rolled onto his side, pulling Elena with him. His arms wrapped around her, holding her close as they both lay there, their hearts pounding in unison. The room was silent except for their ragged breaths, the air thick with the scent of their passion. “You’re mine,” Helios whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. “Always mine.” Elena turned her head slightly, her lips brushing against his in a soft, lingering kiss. “Yours,” she whispered back, her voice barely audible. But Helios wasn’t done yet. She could feel it in the way his hands roamed her body, the way his breath quickened against
The shower steam curled around them like a veil, humid and thick, the water pouring down in rhythmic pulses that matched the heat building between their bodies. Elena’s back pressed against the cool tile wall as Helios towered over her, his lips a breath away from hers. His hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her skin with a possessiveness that made her shiver—not from the cold, but from the raw hunger in his eyes. “You’re so fucking gorgeous like this,” he growled, his voice low and raspy, almost drowned out by the sound of the water. His gaze burned into hers, unwavering, as if he could see straight through her, straight into the need coiled tight in her core. Elena’s breath hitched as he leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. “I’m not going to take it slow. Not this time.” Before she could respond, his hands were on her waist, lifting her effortlessly onto the bathroom counter. The cold marble hit her skin, a sharp contrast to the heat radiating from him. Heli
The sun poured through the open windows of the beachside villa, casting golden streaks across the room. Elena stood by the bed, the light catching the curves of her body as she let the thin silk robe slip from her shoulders. It pooled at her feet, revealing smooth, sun-kissed skin. Helios didn’t hesitate. He crossed the room in three strides, his hands on her waist, pulling her against him. The heat of his body against hers was electric, sending a shiver down her spine. “You’ve been teasing me all day,” he growled, his voice low and rough as his lips brushed her ear. His hands roamed over her hips, fingertips grazing the sensitive skin of her stomach. “Watching you in that bikini, knowing I couldn’t touch you… it was torture.” Elena smirked, her lips curving into a wicked grin. “Maybe I wanted to torture you,” she whispered, her nails lightly scratching down his chest. “Maybe I like seeing you desperate.” Helios’s eyes darkened, and he leaned in, capturing her lips in a searing kis
The war was over. Smoke still lingered in the air, a haunting reminder of the violence that had consumed the city for days. The streets were eerily quiet now—too quiet. It was a strange kind of silence, not peaceful, but hollow, like a city holding its breath. There were no more gunshots, no screams, no calls for help. Just the wind rustling through the alleyways and the occasional distant siren. The Morettis and the Valkovs had won. But victory came with a price. We had lost people. Good people. Men and women who had stood beside us, who had bled and fought for something they believed in. I would see their faces for the rest of my life. Some I’d trained with. Some I’d laughed with. Some I’d only known for moments—but those moments had mattered. I sat in a small room in what remained of one of the Moretti safehouses, my back pressed against the wall, the low hum of a nearby generator the only thing keeping the silence from swallowing me whole. Helios was beside me on the floor, h
War didn’t wait for anyone. It came like a storm through the city streets—sudden, loud, and brutal. Explosions lit up the sky like firecrackers. The sound of gunfire echoed down alleyways and across rooftops. The city had become a battlefield. The Morettis moved in like shadows, fast and calculat
War didn’t wait for anyone. It came like a storm through the city streets—sudden, loud, and brutal. Explosions lit up the sky like firecrackers. The sound of gunfire echoed down alleyways and across rooftops. The city had become a battlefield. The Morettis moved in like shadows, fast and calculat
The moment we stepped out of the armored SUV, I felt it—the weight of what was coming. The air was thicker, charged with tension and smoke. It clung to my skin, heavy and humid, like a warning whispered through the wind. The ruins of the Hash Family's final stronghold loomed ahead, its crumbling st
The hospital room was quiet—too quiet, considering the chaos still unfolding beyond these sterile white walls. Helios lay unconscious beside me, his chest rising and falling in shallow, steady breaths. Machines beeped gently beside him, counting down the seconds of borrowed time. I sat curled in t
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