Everything is falling into place. A new life in a new state, living up to my name ‘The King of Chaos’. This is our new Bratva empire where we take what we want. And what a perfect way to leave behind …
Claim is a dark mafia romance, the explosive final part to the Beneath The Secrets Series. Each book can be read as a standalone in this interconnected series.
Notorious Mafia enforcer and right hand of the Cosa Nostra, Maximo DiMarco has always looked out for me. He’s my protector. My brothers’ best friend. My crush—with the body of a god and the mind of a …
From a poor, underground street fighter, I rose to fame as the world heavyweight boxing champion. No one knew I was also a monster who hunted in the shadows. Trapped in the mafia until my debts we…
Grayson Seven years ago, I left the special forces and my home after a tragic betrayal. I carefully constructed a new life in New York. I thought I had it all. A world-famous boxing trainer by day. A Mafi…
Tyrant Mercer doesn't grant wishes. He collects debts, and he's here to claim me. All I wanted was my baby brother back from the man who stole him away. My family is in Tyrant's debt, a man they hate, …
Luca From foster kid to mafia boss. I was the undeserving king to the throne, forced into this role after my estranged father’s death. I gave up everything to build my empire. Up until this point, nothing…
Running away from home at 17 wasn’t easy. Let’s face it though, nothing before, or in the ten years since, has ever been easy for me. And I’m doing okay. Sorta. I just need to keep scraping by,…
I hate Dante Moretti. He is cold, calculating and vicious. It’s no secret that he wiped out his former fiancée and her entire family on the eve of their wedding. He’s the kind of evil that makes even …
Ellie Rafael Marino is the epitome of a Mafia man. Dark, destructive, and deadly. Then he demands I become his nanny and tells me he owns every inch of me. Beneath his darkness, he sees me for who I am—a …
Charming, captivating, and seductive, And a cold-blooded killer. But I married the Pakhan of the Russian Bratva anyway. I had to. It was part of the deal.
Okay, so, my bad for assuming the guy I was going on a date with wasn’t married. And my bad for taking him to a friend’s house for dinner, only to find out my friend …
I can't go back to my family. I'm not worthy of them, Could never be one of them again. The sister they know, love, and remember, Doesn't exist. Not anymore.
