She showed up innocently at my nightclub. Next thing she knows, she’s mine. She says she’s still a virgin because of her delicious plus-size curves. So I take her to a hotel to break her V-card and teach her. After, I usually let them go. But not this one. I’m the Pakhan, twice her age, and I’m obsessed. She belongs to me. I’m known to be ice-cold. Ruthless. Brutal. No one defies me. So when I find out she’s sneaked out the morning after our wild night, I’m pissed. But the universe always bends to my will. She cannot escape me. So when a little while later, she “accidentally...

Ana Marriage was my sentence—my family's shield against the Voronins' wrath. I played along. Took the vows. Wore the ring. Then I vanished. Living with Dima Voronin—cold, lethal, and calculating—was never an option. But now, with nowhere left to run, I find myself back in his world. Back under his control. Back in his bed. And the way he watches me now? Like he's finally claiming what's his. I should flee before I burn. Yet I wonder—was I ever truly free? Dima Two years ago, my bride walked away. I let her go. I needed war, not a wife. Now Ana returns, trailing chaos and enemies, ...

He sees me on the auction stage and outbids everyone to marry me… He’s my family’s arch rival. Humiliating me is his revenge. He’s much older than me but decides he’ll force me into marriage anyway. So he buys me like property. Now I’m his to do with as he pleases. My brothers see me as their precious baby sister, the one who needs protection. Until the big bad Bratva guy picks me up and drags me away. I’m the card he’s waiting to play, a pretty little ace up his sleeve. And while he has me under his control, he decides to have some fun. I ask what he’s going to do to me, ...

I’m falling in love with the man I vowed to betray. I came to his fortress as a weapon— calculating, cold, and committed to my mission. Only show them what I want them to see, never let them in. This mantra kept me alive, kept me focused. Pavel was supposed to be just a target. The ruthless commander who executes spies without mercy. My enemy. My mark. What I never expected was for my own heart to become the battlefield. With each passing day in his presence, the line between deception and desire blurs. I can see the way he looks at me like he wants to devour me. His touch ignites a ...

Years ago, I confessed my teenage crush to my dad's billionaire best friend and got rejected. As a fresh graduate I am desperate for a job. Thanks to my dad's friendship with NHL star William Hanes, I'm about to become a live-in nanny for this silver fox’s three kids. I thought I'd buried my feelings for him deep enough. I was wrong. William's walls are sky-high after his ex-wife's betrayal. He tries to keep his distance, acting cold and professional. Then one explosive night shatters every boundary between us. Behind closed doors, this grumpy billionaire transforms into a dominant force ...

If you’re going to pick an abandoned building to hide in, don’t make it a Russian Mafia safehouse. A Russian mafia boss found me hiding from my abusive ex. Told me he’d protect me. Sparks flew between us and I ended up spending the night in his penthouse. Then I saw him do something I could never forgive. So I ran before he could do the same to me. I started again on the other side of the country. But the head of the Bratva never forgot me. He stalked me. Kidnapped me. Demanded I marry him. And the worst part is… I just found out I’m pregnant, and he’s the father.Obsessed Bratva...

He fired one shot. I saw everything. Now, I dance for the Devil of Vegas. I'm Isla Hart, a ballet dancer about to get my big break—until one wrong turn backstage lands me as an unwilling witness to murder. He's Vincent Moretti, ice-blooded king of the Vegas Strip, but he doesn't silence me. Instead, he locks me in his glass-walled penthouse above the city, surrounded by silk sheets, steel rules, and a view of his empire. He demands obedience. I plan an escape. But the most untouchable man in Nevada soon discovers his one fatal weakness—me. Meanwhile... Gangs circle. A dirty cop digs. ...

My grumpy boss is my ex-boyfriend’s best friend. My Billionaire Boss, Oliver Grant, is ruthless, controlling, grumpy, and aggravatingly gorgeous. He’s my ex-boyfriend's best friend and is a constant reminder of everything I went through. Being his secretary has been, let's just say, challenging. Since we can barely tolerate being in the same office. But recently, I have seen how kind and sweet he is around his daughter. And he’s been finding ways to well… just be there—steady, strong, comforting, and so SEXY. Our last overnight business trip turned into a night of mind-blowing sex...

I’m being sold off to the Bratva as part of a business deal… I’m a regular American girl, an artist trying to make a name for herself. But then Daddy tells me I’m a part of his business arrangement… I have to marry a cold, intense Bratva guy twice my age, whether I want to or not. Our marriage binds our families, giving both parties skin in the game. Nobody cares that my skin doesn’t want to be sold off to him. He says my innocence sparks an obsessive need in him. He wants me purely for himself, like an object he possesses. They say that time heals all wounds, even the most ...

Adrian I kidnapped my enemy's daughter on her wedding day— Only to discover she orchestrated the whole thing. Milla Marchesi was supposed to marry into another crime family. An arranged alliance designed to cut the Bratva out of Miami. So I did what I was bred to do. I stole the bride and sent her father a message he’ll never forget. She was my captive. My leverage. My perfectly placed pawn. Until I realized she wasn't running from me—she was running toward me. Every lie she told. Every move she made. Every time she let me think I was winning. She planned it all. Now she's locked in ...

They say fire cleanses. They never watched it steal the only person who ever mattered. Two years ago, I buried my sister in ash and screams—her life stolen by the same criminal empire I swore to dismantle. Now I’m back on Oʻahu, undercover, armed with ink, steel, and a name that’s not mine. Every tattoo I give brings me closer to the man who lit the match. Makoa Keahi. Ex-priest. Syndicate king. A legend carved in blood and ink with storm-gray eyes and a scar that cuts deeper than it looks. He’s everything I should hate. But the closer I get, the more I see the cracks in his empire...

He’s my captor, my enemy… and the only man who’s ever made me ache. I came to plan a gala at Manhattan’s most dangerous nightclub. Not to witness a mafia interrogation or get kidnapped by Luca Moretti, the ruthless boss who rules the underworld. Storm-gray eyes. A jaw carved by violence. Tattoos arms made to claim. He speaks in threats, moves like sin and stares like he already owns me. Locked in his penthouse. No escape. Just him and the heat between us. At first, I resisted his control, his world. But each day, the fire burns hotter. Now…I crave the flames. His voice drips filth...

I hate Nico Moretti. The Reaper. The man who turns blood into power, whose name is spoken in fear and reverence. And in forty-eight hours, I'll be wearing his ring. Our marriage is meant to prevent a war, but it's the very thing that might ignite one. A mole is revealing sensitive information, causing chaos amongst mafia heads, threatening to destroy both our families. My father calls it business—like trading me to the devil is nothing more than balancing the books. I tell myself I can do this—I'm a Bellanti. I've survived worse than becoming a mobster's bride. But the real betrayal? My...

I should be dead the moment the Carusos caged me. Then Matteo Bellanti stormed in—and claimed me instead. He’s the Syndicate’s most ruthless fixer. Built to break men, not save women. But when he pulled me from that hell, survival wasn’t enough. Now I’m his to protect. Trapped in his world. Forced into his bed for safety... and losing myself with every stolen touch. He’s brutal with the world. But with me? He’s possessive. Gentle. Addictive. Enemies want me silenced. They’ve put a price on my head—and my daughter’s. But Matteo doesn’t share. Not his woman. Not the ...

Sofia Revenge brought me to Maxim Voronin. Desire might be my downfall. As his daughter’s nanny, I have one mission—uncover his secrets, destroy his empire. Years of planning, nothing could have prepared me for him. His icey-blue eyes, he commands the room with a single glance, that makes my pulse race. He’s nothing like the monster I expected.. Yet I can’t afford to lose focus. If I do, it’s not just my heart at stake—it’s my brother’s life. Max Sofia should be untouchable. Forbidden. A risk I can’t afford. She’s a firestorm wrapped in curves, turning my world upside ...