Chanteuse Dua Lipa

When Damian Voss lets his wife walk in on him kissing his first love against their kitchen island, he believes he's finally free — done with the quiet woman he married in secret, ready to claim the powerful public life he always wanted. What he doesn't know: the woman he just handed divorce papers to carries his child, his most dangerous competitor's personal vendetta, and a surname worth ten billion dollars that was stolen from her before she could walk. For three years, Lila loved him in secret — no announcements, no red carpets, no credit. She covered for his late nights, ignored the suspicious texts, and carried champagne and silk to a penthouse where she planned to give him everything. That moment arrived on their anniversary. He was already kissing someone else when she walked through the door. She signed. She slid the papers across the marble. She walked out without a single tear — and picked up a phone call that changed the shape of the world. Some men confuse silence for weakness. Some women are only quiet because they haven't yet decided what to burn. And some divorces don't end a story — they start one, with a crown, a rival, and an empire rebuilt on the ashes of everything he thought he owned.

Diabla Leone is the oldest daughter of Gianni and Lorena Leone Don and Dona of the Leone mafia, Diabla was named for the hell she put her mother through during her birth and all that came before it. D as her friends call her wanted to be free of the strict Italian life her family lives up to so she did what any other Mafia princess would do. Right?

When a stalker escalates from creepy packages to violence, a hardened ex-mafia enforcer turned bodyguard must rescue a fragile pop star and keep her alive all while finally learning how to be the kind of man who can love her, before the past drags them both under.

Nadia Reyes is a thief known as "The Ghost" — one job away from clearing a debt that’s threatening her life and her brother’s life. Her target: the Ember Diamond, an 80-million-dollar jewel locked in a billionaire’s penthouse 40 floors up. But Damian Cross is waiting for her. CEO. Ruthless. And the one who set the trap. The diamond is fake. The job was bait. And now he has a counter-offer: be his fake girlfriend for 30 days. Rules: No touching. No falling. No feelings. But living in his world of galas, lies, and luxury means the line between fake and real starts to blur. And when enemies close in, Damian’s promise is simple: _They won’t touch you. But what happens when Nadia finds out the deal wasn’t just a deal? What happens when she finds out Damian knows more? Was their meeting just a coincidence? They have 30 days and their clock is ticking!

Introduction Mia Bennett had never planned to fall in love in Dubai. She had planned, quite specifically, to spend nine days doing nothing more dangerous than photographing skyscrapers and eating too much saffron ice cream before flying home to Portland and the life she'd built in careful, sensible pieces — a small apartment, a steady job at a design firm, a heart she kept folded neatly away like something too fragile for daily use. She did not plan for the man in the plain white kandura who nearly knocked her into a fountain at the Gold Souk, who apologized in an accent that curled warm around every word, who looked at her the way no one had looked at her in years — like she was the only fixed point in a spinning city. She did not know his name yet. She did not know that behind the modest clothes and the easy laugh was a man the world called Your Highness. She only knew that something in her chest, long dormant, had quietly, stubbornly, begun to wake up. This is the story of ten days. Of a prince who wanted, for once, to be seen as just a man. Of a woman who never wanted a fairy tale and got one anyway. Of the slow, aching, inevitable pull between two people who had every reason to walk away — and one small, unreasonable reason to stay. This is the story of a night that became a lifetime

THEIR FORBIDDEN LOVE MAY GET THEM BOTH KILLED... (Excerpt) He pressed his arousal against her soft body. You know how much I desire to have you, Diana. Tell me you want me, too.” Shaking her head, her eyes misted. He growled at her stubbornness. Then he nuzzled his cheek against hers, enjoying the delicate ivory fragrance she'd washed with, hoping she’d succumb to his advances. He ran his finger over her firm nipple. “I won't let Ragnar have you. We’ll return to the pack and then—” “No. He’ll kill you. I don’t want you for a mate. Don't you understand?” She tried to pull away from him, her voice heated with anger. “I don’t want you.” But he recognized from her words and actions that it wasn't true; he’d use every trick he knew to convince her to tell the truth.