Irish Mob Romance Books Novels & Stories

The press greeted them immediately, bombarding them with questions. Damien navigated through the queries with practiced ease, while Sienna clung to her charm and rehearsed poise. Her gaze wandered around the room until she froze. Aidan. He was there, and his arm was draped around Isabelle Vale-her half-sister the very woman who had stolen him from her. They were now openly flaunting their engagement Her breath caught in her throat. Aidan's eyes met hers. Disbelief crossed his features, quickly replaced by confusion and something more: guilt.

Grabbing my keys, phone and jacket I go and get Iris. Half way to the hotel Azell starts pacing in my head *something feels off Johnny. I don’t like it. We need our mate now.* I put my foot down getting to the hotel 4 minutes faster than I would have. As I approach there’s a man harassing a woman. Not just any woman My Mate! She looks as though she’s shouting. As I jump out the car 3 other men start walking over. Shit they are all vamps. Iris looks petrified, I reach the sidewalk and ask her “Everything ok?? She runs to my side. Clinging on to my arm. Keeping my eyes still on the vamps I tell her to get in the car. She quickly runs to the car and gets in. I don’t take my eyes off the vamps t

His territory got breached and his selling grounds were being tainted by cut product. They were all starting to suspect that there might be a snitch in the family, but no one wanted to admit it. He sighed in exasperation and dried his hands. If there was a snitch, he would have to suspect everyone close to him, even his siblings. Kieran Teague was the boss of the Irish mob. His territory was expanding way too close to the Bratva, so he started wondering if they were behind the attack. But that in itself would not make sense. Dimitri Baranov owned more than half of New York. What would The Bishop of New York need with Kieran’s small birthright of Hell’s Kitchen?

**Title: An Unexpected Day** Annizah Romanov paced the length of the sunlit living room, her mind a whirl of thoughts and worries. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, mingling with the scent of blooming roses from the garden. She had confided in Isabelle earlier about Fione’s health condition, something only Vincenzo’s immediate family knew. The trust she placed in Isabelle was immense, and it was not misplaced.

Carmen flipped her blonde hair, “Lorenzo will always love me and there’s nothing anybody can do about it. He should have married me, but your father cashed in on Lorenzo’s promise like a pathetic fool.” The two women stared each other down. My Cara looked like she wanted to attack Carmen and I honestly couldn’t blame her. I guess Lorenzo had a type. Blonde hair. Green eyes. First name that started with the letter C. I would laugh, but this situation isn’t even funny right now.

A coffee addict and cat lover, Iris Morland writes sexy and funny contemporary romances. If she's not reading or writing, she enjoys binging on Netflix shows and cooking something delicious. Stay in touch! irismorland.com Iris Morland’s Mermaids Newsletter Facebook Twitter BookBub Goodreads Instagram

A coffee addict and cat lover, Iris Morland writes sexy and funny contemporary romances. If she's not reading or writing, she enjoys binging on Netflix shows and cooking something delicious. Stay in touch! irismorland.com Iris Morland’s Mermaids Newsletter Facebook Twitter BookBub Goodreads Instagram

A coffee addict and cat lover, Iris Morland writes sexy and funny contemporary romances. If she's not reading or writing, she enjoys binging on Netflix shows and cooking something delicious. Stay in touch! irismorland.com Iris Morland’s Mermaids Newsletter Facebook Twitter BookBub Goodreads Instagram

A coffee addict and cat lover, USA Today bestselling author Iris Morland writes sparkling, swoon-worthy romances, including the Flower Shop Sisters and the Love Everlasting series. If she's not reading or writing, she enjoys binging on Netflix shows and cooking something delicious. Sign up for my newsletter to stay up-to-date with new releases, sales, and exclusive giveaways! Facebook Twitter BookBub Goodreads Instagram

Irish smiled, admiring the way the glow of the fire made his hair glint. "So...we were talking about?"Ethan asked. "Huh? Yeah you were telling me a story about 'Y' Which has a tail and two branches" Irish said and they both laughed. "I love your collection of books" Irish said glancing round the library. One can spend years in reading all of the books here. "Thank you! But most of the novels here are Spic-fic novels,you might not find them interesting" Ethan said. "Yeah, i saw that when Gabrielle showed me the library" Irish said.