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“You are not human or one of us.” I broke the silence. “What are you?” I wanted to know. Her smell was very strange, lingering softly in the air. I couldn’t put my finger on it. It was like a sweet herb with a hint of something spicy. It pulled me in, triggering in me a hidden desire to know more about this girl. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat and balled her little gloved hands into fists. When the mysterious woman arrives at Grey Moon, an elusive werewolf pack hidden deep in the mountains, neither she nor the Alpha and his pack could have anticipated the adventures that fate had in store.

"I promise you if Trinity gives me the slip, then I am pinning her to a tree." Just thinking of her sends shivers up my spine and belief me that they are not the good shivering kind. I love a beautiful woman both in my bed and to look at. To be surrounded by ugly for almost a full day is seriously going to put a damper on my ego. But time to push that thought to the side, for our location has just come up on the right. We slowly cruise up the driveway… But as we step through the doorway… And we turn the corner… There is a tall brunette in what could possibly be the tightest dress I have ever seen. But what strikes me the most is her long slender legs that are held up by deep blood red stilettos. Her long locks of hair fall like waterfalls over her shoulders. Just looking at those plump lips is enough to send me raging. I don't know who she is... Colton Cruz is the best of the best, an ex-Marine, now bodyguard to the Mafia world’s elite. He is a man that lives for the rush and danger that his lifestyle brings. You might find yourself on his speed dial, but you will not be the one that will capture his heart. Trinity Stone is a spoilt brat that becomes Colton's next assignment. She is a pleasure on the eye but an absolute nightmare to be around. This lonely and misunderstood girl is the heir to the Stone Crime Family. And that is where the problem begins… Colton soon finds him desiring what he cannot have, the daughter of a Mafia Boss. How far will he go to get what he desires the most?

Everyone had been poisoned. The toast for my party had just happened and now people were dropping like flies around me. And then I saw him. He entered the hall like an angel of death, his dark brown eyes two pools of malevolence that shone with sinister intent.Despite his twenty years of age, he definitely had more kills under his belt than years on his person. I was viciously yanked into the hard body of the man responsible for everything going on.One muscular arm went over my chest, pinning me to him. Fear lodged itself in my throat upon the sensation of cool dangerous metal at my temple. I bit back a whimper. He was going to kill me. “The name is Gabriel Rossi,” he murmured, his deep voice sending ripples of fear down my spine. “And your papa is going to watch me k*ll his precious princesa. He took my birthright from me. I’m gonna take something from him too.” I gathered my courage and with a surprising amount of strength fueled by the sheer terror pumping in my veins, I pulled myself out of Gabriel’s grasp. He tried to grab my arm, only for his hand to go over the protective bangle that suppressed my magic. I gave another fierce jerk of my body and the bangle broke away, left behind in his hand as I pulled free. I heard the cocking of his p*st0l. My eyes met the feral glowing yellow eyes of my killer, one hundred percent sure I was going to die. “Mate,” Gabriel Rossi said, staring straight at me. **** In a world where darkness and magic collide, Evelina finds herself entangled in a perilous dance with fate. You can run from Gabriel Rossi....but you can't hide. ***

I believe it is yours Renee" the way my name rolled off his tongue sent a jolt of pleasure right into my core, causing my legs to squeeze together, but I still couldn’t bring myself to look into his eyes, he extended his hand revealing my lost necklace. "It smells like you." His voice almost breathless. I could feel his chest touch my back. He didn't need to be this close to put a necklace on me. His smell was overpowering me, my legs felt weak causing me to lean into him a little more. “You run really fast; you know?" He said with a laugh, he was so close I could feel his breath fan my ear then I could have sworn he brought his head even closer to the nook of my neck and took a deep breath of my scent. My breath hitched in my lungs, and I squeezed my eyes closed telling myself that this must just be a dream. “There, back where it belongs.” I awkwardly replied. "Thank you, Alpha," I felt like every cell in my body was vibrating. I was becoming very aroused, and it was embarrassing if I barely moved, it might have caused me to moan in pleasure. What would he think of me, being so aroused in his presence.

BLURB Twelve years ago, Jeremiah Sokolov was betrayed and left to burn. Once the untouchable Pakhan of the Russian Bratva, now he rose from the ashes of his own destruction—scarred, ruthless, and unyielding. The man he was died in those flames, and what remains is a cold, vengeful king. The woman he swore to protect and make her his queen was the one who betrayed him, and he’s waited years to make her pay. He doesn’t just want her to suffer; he wants her to pay for every agonizing moment he had suffered. Now, vengeance drives him everyday into a dangerous game where obsession, power, and forbidden love collide. Nina has no memories of her past or who she was. There was only one thing in her life she'll do anything to protect, even make a deal with the devil himself. But her carefully crafted world shatters when her past collides with her present and she's kidnàppèd to pay for the sins she didn’t remember committing. And now, she's surrounded by men who'll test her every boundary, break her at every point and take pleasure in her tears. Lachlan Reed has always been Jeremiah’s shadow—his enforcer, his lover, his most loyal weapon. Tasked with infiltrating Nina’s life, Lachlan expects to unearth the lies Jeremiah warned him about. Instead, he discovers a woman who isn’t the cold, manipulative traitor she’s painted to be. Strong yet broken, fragile yet resilient, Nina awakens something in him he can’t suppress. Torn between protecting her and his loyalty to Jeremiah, he's in an impossible position, knowing his devotion to them both might destroy him. This is a twisted, dark MMF mafia romance where love is savage, hate burns deep, and survival comes at a deadly cost. MF-MM-MFM-Dark-Twisted-Betrayal-Amnesia-Revenge-NonCon-Mafia-Humiliation-Dominated-Controlling-Ruthless-Mystery-Thriller-READ-Trigger-Warnings

Sold like a circus animal. Collared, forced into misery and self-hatred. With a single blow, she hopes to change her life, only to find herself trapped again. Ocean has no idea what freedom means, but she desires nothing more than a taste of it. The secrets hidden from her will unfold before her eyes, no one can escape the truth. ~~~ The book excerpt: "Here, I have a key to your heart," I left the key in my palm, metal, and skin together. I stumbled upon the ancient artwork in the locker rooms. It caught my attention because it resembles a dagger, so I took it and waited for the perfect opportunity. "Silly girl, that is not the key to my heart. Pathetic attempt." Vladimir growls in disgust. If I'm lucky, I'll be free by the end of the night. Taking the first step toward my destruction, I grin and move my hips in time with the slow music in the background. Vladimir swallows, his Adam's apple bobbles in his throat. The vampire's eyes focus on the crook of my neck as I stop directly in front of him. I place my palm on his chest, guide my fingertips down to his abdominal muscles, a corner of my lip twitches in disgust. When he closes his eyes, I take the opportunity to plunge the key directly into his heart, smiling as his eyes shoot open and he looks down at me in horror. "Are you still convinced I don't have the key to your heart?" I ask, grab him by the collar, and pull him closer. My lips nearly touch his ear as I whisper, "It fits."

“Well done, Mr. Alexander. My baby’s dead. I want a divorce. You’ve taken the only reason I stayed.” ********************** Becky’s world turned upside down when she woke up in her boss’ bed. Expecting to be fired, she was blindsided by his proposal, a desperate move for Alexander to retain his CEO position in his father’s corporation. But behind closed doors, Alexander made a cruel promise to his childhood love, Helen: “It’s just for a year. I’ll get rid of her like a waste bin.”   Their marriage was all for show, glamorous on the outside but cold and harsh behind closed doors.    What happens when Alexander abandons Becky during labor, leading to the tragic loss of her baby? Her grief fuels her strength, and for the first time, Alexander fears losing her.   Now, Alexander  seeks a reunion, but Becky’s heart burns for revenge. Can she ever forgive him, or has his betrayal left a wound too deep to heal?

"Who hurt you?" Antonio's deep voice cut through the air like daggers. Isabella lowered her eyes timidly, holding on to her wounded arm. "It was Master Pedro." Mario, his bodyguard, answered instead. Antonio said nothing more. He uncrossed his legs and grabbed the large butcher knife on the table. "Wait here." He murmured to Isabella. He stormed into the gambling parlor, his face set in a deep scowl, his eyes burning with rage, his grip tight on the knife. When Pedro spotted him, he grinned and waved. "Antonio, have you come to join us?" Antonio marched up to him, grabbed his hand and chopped it off. Pedro's painful scream echoed all over the gambling room. "Next time, keep your hands away from what is mine." … Orphaned at a young age, Isabella Valdez always thought her aunt Sophia who raised her wanted her to have a good life. But it was all a lie. She was being sold off. At the auction center, tied to a stake, she watched as the crowd of men bargained loudly, each trying to buy her for the highest amount. Until a deep emotionless voice spoke calmly from the crowd. "A hundred thousand pieces of gold." … Don Antonio de Marino is the ruthless El Capo of La Vendetta Oscura, the powerful and most feared mafia organization in Las Vegas. His world revolved around three things: Wealth. Power. Revenge. But nothing could have prepared him for the chaos that came with the innocent Isabella Valdez. … This is a Mafia dark romance story and strongly rated 18. If you like the concept of BDSM, dominant and submissive, dark obsession, and possessive dark male leads who would burn down the world to save their women, then this book is for you. If you don't, you've been warned. Xoxo.

Ella's life was never an easy one. Born in a wealthy family that was roots deep in crime, she'd lived a fearful life. Shunned from a normal life, Ella tried to stay away from the crimes her family participated in, even when the flames of the dark side of her family burned her voice. Life was cruel, but Ella did not expect it to get worse. A day after her father's death, Ella found herself getting shipped off to marry a man she did not know. What was worse? The man she was to marry, was the very man who killed her father. Elijah doesn't need to marry Custo's daughter. He already knew the benefits of this arranged marriage was to her family and not him. Yet, resentment made him sign the contract. Marrying Ella meant having her and her family wrapped around his little finger. Ella's fate was sealed. Out from one cage to the next. Only, this cage has a monster living in it, one that will make her life miserable.

"Don't deny it. You want it." Killian said to me, stroking the nape of my neck with his thumb. His face is so close to mine and I forgot to breathe. I gasped when he pushed my dress higher, revealing my thighs to him and let his hands rest between my thighs. I tilted my head to the side to avoid his lustful gaze, penetrating deep into my soul. "Your body craves it." He said, firing kisses down my neck till his lips touched my hard, naked nipples. That sent shivers down my spine. My body erupted with goosebumps and I exhaled sharply. I want to speak, but I can't. He has that much effect on me. His tongue played with my nipples and I mewled. That felt so good. "You want me as much as I want you." He whispered with his lips pressed on my skin. I shouldn't be doing this. I know I should stay away from this man but how can I when he invades my thoughts daily? When he's the only one my body wants. It's frustrating because no matter how hard I try, I can't say no to him. And I am this close to making the worst mistake of my life. I swallowed, trying to fathom the words out.His fingers brushed my core and I jerked forward, pressing my body on his. "I don't want you." "You're lying." He said, playing with the strap of my thong with a lazy finger. My eyes rolled back in my socket with pleasure. I am lying but he's making it so hard. "We shouldn't be doing this, Killian." Killian? Do I really have the right to call him that? "Give me one reason why and I won't touch you." "Because you're my best friend's Fiance."