Best Crime Romance Novels Mga Nobela at Kwento

Again, this is book one in the series The Blessed Ones. If you’re a fan of spicy romances with alpha males and basically anything Mafia-related, go for PRECARIOUS: THE GAME OF HEARTS, which is the first in the Castello Di Carte Mafia Chronicles. This would be my best work and I’m currently working on publishing this book digitally by the end of next year. Fingers crossed. I’m currently writing book 2 of the series and let me warn you, this series is super hot and suspenseful. Anyway, if you want to keep updated with my works, you can follow me on I* at author_shreyasengupta .

I didn't care, I just knew that it was fantastic. With every lick, the ember of my desire burned brighter, threatening to catch into a full blown blaze at any moment. I felt my temperature rising, the heat consuming me from within. Tremors rocked my body as his tongue fanned the sparks that my body nursed. I felt the heat rising, felt the smoke, and where there's smoke, there's always fire. When the flame ignited, my eyes squeezed shut. Delicious licks of fire washed over my every nerve, intensifying every sensation that I felt. The red color of the flames was all I could see, and my ears roared with the intensity of the flame.

Restlessness makes me feel violent. I once had a lead on Romanov's location that ended up being a dead end. Fifty Bratva soldiers who dared to breach my territory died that night. I tore them apart from limb to fucking limb with a pen knife. I grab Ricardo's bottle of bourbon and pour a generous portion into my shot glass. Blue eyes better be here soon. "Are you going to explain this…unhealthy obsession with a complete stranger?" I do not even spare him a glance. "No." He gives me a roguish grin

Judy despised Heather to the core hence she naturally agreed to collaborate with Sophia. Sophia requested Judy to keep watch on Heather and Christina’s every move. Her plans could go smoothly if she had leverage against them. Judy agreed without hesitation. Although the police had listed Ninth Brother as a wanted criminal, Michael knew this would take some time to come to fruition. The efficiency of the police department had declined lately. Besides, the crime committed by Ninth Brother was not too grave. The Interpol had numerous similar cases like this to deal with and they could be occupied with other affairs for the time being.

The Debt Collector (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Bad Boy's problem) The Unwanted Bride (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Debt Collector) My Boss is Clueless (Romantic comedy) Trapped by the Badboy Billionaire (Romantic Comedy and book two of My Boss is Clueless) The CEO's Serious Pursuit (Romantic Comedy and book 3 of My Boss is Clueless) A Chaotic Flower (Romantic Mystery) The Wrong Brother (Teen Romance) The Ugly One (Romantic Comedy) Stalking Aaron (Contemporary Romance and the sequel of The Ugly One) Excuse Me, I Quit! (Teen Romance) Beautiful Adeline: A Mafia Romance (Dark Romance) I Still Hate You (BxB, BL, MxM, LGBQT Romance) All For the Money (Erotic Romance) His Girlfriend's Bro

“Watch your language, Lena. I don’t tolerate disrespect in my house. You can scream and curse in private all you want, but when I speak, you listen.” He reached out and caught my chin between his thumb and finger, tilting my face up so I had to meet his eyes. His touch burned straight down to my core, making my clit throb visibly under my skirt. I jerked my head away but not before a soft gasp slipped out. “Don’t touch me like that. You think because you grabbed me off the street you own me now? I know men like you. Big bad crime lord hiding behind money and guns. Pathetic.”

He let the sentence trail off, his gaze flicking deliberately to Leona, “…marriage has softened you.” The words landed heavy in the room. A few men exchanged glances. Carlo leaned back, utterly confident, his next words carrying that faux-casual venom only men like him could master. “In our world, weakness is a luxury. And taking in someone… unprepared for this life…” His lips curled. “It paints a target.” Leona stiffened. The hall went still, the kind of silence that comes before a gunshot. I smiled. Slowly. “You’re right,” I said, my voice low, measured, almost bored. “Weakness is a luxury. One you thought you could afford when you tried to smuggle weapons through my docks last month. Agai

It was a chemical reaction she hated, but couldn’t deny. For better or for worse? She snorted internally. What was “better” in this scenario? Better would be a swift, painless death that spared her the indignity of living with a man who thought “flirting” meant threatening to ruin her. Worse? Oh, she was probably just scratching the surface of “worse.” For richer or for poorer? She looked at the opulent chapel, the sheer wealth radiating from every crystal and polished surface. Richer, definitely. Her blood money, his blood money. It was all the same dark currency.

Told me from birth, that I would be the next ‘Romancer’: the man who handles the whores, grooms the girls, and keeps the elite clients satisfied. At twenty-five, I’ve already secured over thirty high-end women for our top clients, and the list keeps growing. I’m fucking great at my job. And I love it. We are The Familia. One of the most ruthless crime families in the U.S. and Italy, bound by blood and legacy. We rule through loyalty and fear. We pride ourselves on tradition. But the truth? We’re still just spoiled brats doing what Mommy and Daddy tell us to. They say tradition keeps our culture alive. The good, the bad, and especially the ugly.

He nipped her earlobe while his other hand palmed her tit through the bra, thumb circling the nipple until it strained against the lace. Marie squirmed, barely managing to plate the food without burning it, her body alight with frustration and desire. After dinner, Brad pushed back his chair. "Wait on the bed for me. I need a cigarette." She obeyed. He stepped out onto the balcony. After burning his lungs, when he returned, the sight in front of him hit like a punch, Marie posed provocatively on the bed. She had peeled off the robe, her lingerie-clad body was an erotic masterpiece of temptation.