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Der Teufel hat mich gefangen. Mit seinen grauen Augen hält er mich in seinem Bann. Dabei fing es mit einem harmlosen Fehler an. Ich hatte niemals vor, mich ausgerechnet auf einen Mafia-Prinzen einzulassen. Jeremy Volkov ist charmant, attraktiv – doch unter der Oberfläche lauert ein tödliches Raubtier. Er ist getrieben davon, zu besitzen, zu halten – mich zu behalten.

Brutal, cold, and illegally gorgeous, Dante Sartorre isn't just mafia royalty. He's also the tyrant owner of the infamously deviant and members-only Club Venom. He's also my new husband. In my defense, I wasn't supposed to be the bride. But I sealed my fate when I saved my friend by signing the Venom Devil's marriage contract myself. Now, he owns me. All of me…

Ein Mafia-Erbe, notorisches Arschloch und brutales Monster. Ein unglückliches Treffen bringt uns zusammen. Und schon hat er mich ins Visier gefasst. Ihm scheinen all die Widrigkeiten egal zu sein. Stattdessen versucht er, meine stahlharte Kontrolle zu durchbrechen und meine Grenzen zu überwinden.

I’m a golden boy. A genius law student, the heir to the Carson empire, and the dutiful son. Or, at least, that's what it looks like from the outside. Deep inside, I have the urge to set the world on fire. I keep these impulses in check, rarely indulging in mayhem. Until one night of debauchery backfires, and I'm caught by a villain. I bury the entire ordeal with the rest of my skeletons. That is, until that night walks into my classroom in the form of my new professor. Kayden Lockwood.

They call me Kayla "The Ruthless" King. The Queen of the North Shore and leader of the Kings' Crew. Because of the sacrifices I've made and the merciless way I run my crew, the North Shore belongs to me. In our town, you can only thrive if you're the worst of the worst. But that all ended when the psychopath I put away returned with a target on my back. If I'm The Ruthless King, Nathan White is The Lawless God. The biggest and baddest of them all. He's heartless and cruel, and everyone is safer out of his way. Including me.

Der Mann, den ich hasse, ist mein Ehemann! Damals, als ich noch ein ahnungsloses Mädchen war. Doch dann brach er mir gnadenlos das Herz und sperrte es in ein Glas. Seitdem habe ich mir geschworen, ihn bis ans Ende meiner Tage zu hassen. Das heißt, bis ich im Krankenhaus aufwache und er meine Hand hält. Dann sagt er die Worte, die mein Leben für immer verändern. Wie sich herausstellt, sind meine Erinnerungen noch finsterer als meine Gegenwart.

Mein Schicksal ist vorherbestimmt. Als Tochter eines der mächtigsten Männer der Mafia wird von mir erwartet, dass ich den Mann heirate, der für mich ausgesucht wird. Doch dann ist da er. Creighton King. Geheimnisvoll, verschlossen und gefährlich – und meine Chance einer Ehe ohne Liebe zu entgehen. Und er stimmt zu. Der mürrische Typ mit den verschiedenfarbigen Augen geht eine Fake-Beziehung mit mir ein. Doch plötzlich ist es gar nicht mehr so fake.

When the Capo dei Capi of the Cosa Nostra comes to Sicily to give his approval for his cousin, Stefano, to take me as his bride, I know my fate is all but sealed. Marrying Stefano is the last thing I want, but being a woman, I don't have a say in the matter. Damiano Falco is merciless and rules the Cosa Nostra with an iron fist. Everyone fears him and won't dare go against him. I'm still trying to accept that I'll have no choice but to marry Stefano when Damiano utters the last word anyone expects to hear. "No." He doesn't give his approval, nor does he offer any explanation.

Mia Sokolov, Mafia-Erbin mit selektivem Mutismus, macht keine Gefangenen. Landon King ist ein genialer Künstler, ein vornehmer, reicher Junge, der besessen von Mia ist … und dem düsteren Geheimnis, das sie verbirgt. Trotz Landons psychotischer Tendenzen, die Mia in die Enge treiben, bringt seine Obsession sie näher zusammen, als sie beide je erwartet hätten.

In a life like mine, there is only danger dressed up in money and power. I’m a monster in expensive suits and an opulent home. Brigit is an innocent angel with only the clothes on her back. She’s on the run from a nightmarish arranged marriage, and I’m her only hope in the city. If she works my business, she’ll be able to buy herself a new life. But the moment she steps into my life is the moment she’s trapped forever. She thinks she can tempt me and slip away like a thief in the night. She thinks I can make her mine and then let her go. She’s never been so wrong.

Team Hades, genetically modified to be the best, lost one of their own a long time ago. Losing her changed them since they no longer had a heart to protect, turning them into deadly weapons. When I show up, Team Hades is thrown into a spin of mixed emotions, ones they were never trained to master. None of them can understand why they are drawn to me, why the memories of their heart are resurfacing, and it's tearing them apart. Could I be the one they lost? Or is this just another test?

Knox Ashcroft. One of the so-called gods of Hatherley Hall. He's everything I despise—a spoiled, arrogant, lacrosse-playing rich boy. From the moment we met, he made it clear that the loathing was mutual. I don't belong in his world, and he wants me gone. Too bad for him. I'm not leaving until I get what I came for. Everyone has skeletons in the closet, right? I'll uncover his. I just have to make sure he doesn't discover mine.

I’ve been raised to be the perfect mafia wife, but when my marriage turns into a horrific nightmare, I have no choice but to leave everything behind and start a new life. I find myself alone in Ibiza—a place that swallows innocent girls like me alive. I’m robbed the day I arrive, left with nothing but a few euros and the clothes on my back.

The most brutal don in the city has a weakness: me. I never wanted the life my parents tried to force on me, so I vowed I’d never marry a mobster. Yet here I am, walking down the aisle toward mobster of the century, all to save my sister. Rafaele Messero. Cold, ruthless, and irritatingly handsome. Not that I’ve noticed. After all, this marriage is the end of all my hopes and dreams. And for him, it’s nothing more than a calculated business move. At least that’s what I think, until he snaps at the priest to hurry up so that he can kiss me.

Malum, Scorpius, and Orion are now fighting for me. Their power is mind-boggling. The carnage staggering. The High Court wants me to control them, but you can't leash monsters. Even with Sadie, Jinx, and John by my side, I'm struggling to survive. The war drums are beating and life altering secrets are being revealed.

Hockey goalies are known to be obsessive—but none more so than my ex’s brother. I just didn’t expect to be on the receiving end of his dark possessive streak.

Pretending to date my handsome new housemate was already a bad idea, but then I discover he’s no ordinary guy—he’s a mobster in hiding. And in this story, he’s not the hero, but the wicked villain. Rowan Miller isn’t used to hearing the word “no.” I guess when you’re 6’5, gorgeously tattooed, and sculpted like a Michelangelo masterpiece, women tend to throw themselves at you. But in a small town like Darkwater Hollow, a reputation as a womanizer will catch up with you—and your business—eventually.

Konstantin Reznikov's war buried me in darkness. Four years later, he's the one dragging me screaming from my coma. The viciously domineering, brutal, terrifyingly gorgeous tyrant who haunts the shattered fragments of my memories. The man with dark gray eyes as cold as his dark gray soul. I remember almost nothing from my past. But he does. Now, he owns my present and my future. Because Konstantin didn't wake me up for free. He brought me out of my darkness to engulf me in his. To own me. To trap me in a maze of twisted games and jagged thorns.

Martina De Rossi is off-limits, and not just because her brother is about to become the Don. When I agree to protect her while he’s out waging a brutal war, it isn’t only out of loyalty. It’s because Martina is the perfect pawn in my game of revenge.

Innocent. Blameless. Pure. Heartbroken. Josie Vos belonged to the one family I hated more than anything. And I had forced her to despise me just as much. It didn't matter that I had lost track of my plan and fallen for my enemy. Irrevocably hurt and enraged by my deceit, she had no intentions of doing anything but watching me lose my throne.