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Kieran Murphy is an Irish mob boss and one of the most powerful men in Boston. When he walks me home, people step aside out of respect for him. He could have any woman he wants. So why does he have eyes only for me? Is it how he has to lift my chin with his fingers to keep my eyes level with his when he scolds me and how I cover my bottom instinctively when he tells me that I've earned a spanking? Or is it how I quiver at the thought of everything I'm too ashamed to beg him to do to me? Maybe it's all of those, but I'm pretty sure there's something else too.

Our first meeting was at a nightclub, and it was something straight out of my most romantic fantasies. My ovaries exploded at the sight of the Russian God. And by God, I mean he was ripped, tall, dark, and deadly attractive. There were enough sparks between us to light up a city. Then an explosion blasted through the nightclub, and we got trapped together for three hours, sharing our most personal details...everything but our names. Two years later, our second meeting is the complete opposite of the first. It's clear Misha Petrov, a Russian enforcer for the bratva, despises me.

Drowning in the murky waters of the mafia, I’m determined to find a way out. I have my sights set on becoming a film producer and won’t let anything or anyone stand in my way. Then my mother marries a retired Godfather, and I get the head of the Greek mafia as a stepbrother. Nikolas Stathoulis is set on ruining my well-laid plans. His ruthless reputation has me running for the safety of my apartment. But he’s always there. On campus. In my apartment. Expecting me to play by his rules.

At the office, Samantha is mouthy AF and hellbent on testing my patience. So you can imagine my surprise when my new personal assistant walked into my club with a very specific fantasy. When the man Samantha's paired with doesn't stick to the rules, I step in to take his place. Wearing a mask protects my identity, and soon, the little wildcat from the office is telling me all her darkest secrets and fantasies.

I walked out of my home and away from my loving sister to protect her. Either I left with him, the man who's watched me from the shadows for months, or he would kill Grace. It's been nine months of living in pure agony and hell. Nine months since I last saw Grace. Nine months of him controlling every aspect of my life. My mind has shattered, and I'm not sure I'll ever escape him. Until I do.

I was the party crasher. He was the Devil. Three months ago, I suffered a moment of insanity and had a one-night stand without even knowing who the man was. It was hot and unforgettable. I tried to forget him, but there are moments I swear I can still smell his aftershave. Little did I know he's the head of the Bratva. Alexei Koslov. My family's worst enemy. There's a thin line between love and hate, and I'm straddling it.

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.

When I finally get a life-saving kidney transplant, I think the worst is behind me. Boy, am I wrong. I start feeling eyes on me wherever I go. I'm being watched. Stalked. Hunted. It's downright scary. Then, the hunter steps out of the shadows, and my life implodes. I'm taken by Renzo Torrisi, a dangerous and unforgiving man.

My mother is a lost cause I can't get rid of, and I work my fingers to the bone just trying to keep my head above water. To ease the stress bearing down on my shoulders, I like to dance. Working as a janitor at a ballet company makes it easy for me to steal thirty minutes at night when the place is empty. Or so I thought. Just my luck that the dangerously handsome owner catches me red-handed. He thinks I'm a hardworking ballerina, and I don't bother correcting him... because, you know, I'd like to keep my job.

Little did I know my love and freedom would be taken to form a new alliance. Brutal, possessive, and dangerous, Lucian is feared by all. Including myself. When his father is assassinated, Lucian takes his rightful place as head of the Cotroni family. They rule the Mafia with an iron fist, and he's set his sights on my family. Until now, we've been the only threat, but when a new one emerges, my father is forced to arrange a marriage between Lucian and me.

Grace Murphy doesn’t seem like the type of woman who’d have a man cable-tied to a chair, slowly dying in her house. She keeps to herself and goes through life relatively unnoticed, working as a barista and caring for her sister, providing her with wholesome meals and a clean home—things they never had as children.

I'm kidnapped in the dead of night and wake up face-to-face with Demitri Vetrov. Dangerous and heartless, Demitri is the most feared man in the world. I've heard whispers of what he's capable of. I'm thrown into a nightmare where I don't know who I can trust, and fear for my life is my only constant companion. I'm forced to be at Demitri's mercy, I'm just not sure he has any. It also doesn't help that he's disarmingly attractive. Tall, dark, and deadly. Knowing this, he uses it against me like a weapon, breaking down my walls faster than I can put them up.

The men in the secret society known as the Lords think they rule the world. And in a way, they do. Each has sold their soul to the devil at a young age in exchange for power and wealth. Like anything else, they have different levels of success. The more they’re willing to serve, the more power they have. Among them are the Spade brothers, who run Carnage. It’s where the Lords who have not held up their oath go to live out the rest of their lives in shackles. Tucked away from the world as if they never existed.

Psychologist Maureen “Mo” Yamaguchi just wanted a quiet day of fly fishing. Instead, she got a bullet—and a blood-soaked chase through the trees. With nothing but instinct to guide her, Mo is forced to survive the night in a forest that seems determined to finish her off. Miles away, Kate Callahan receives a garbled, desperate call from Mo. With law enforcement dragging their boots and the sun sinking fast, Kate follows her gut and brings along her grandson Gus, a teen with demons of his own and a deep bond to the woods.

As the eldest daughter of Ilias Dimitrou, I'm next in line to become the head of the Greek mafia. I'm getting good at putting on an act while I learn everything I need to know about the organization, but behind closed doors, I'm terrified. If my father's men catch a whiff of my fear, they'll rip me apart.

I move in the shadow of death. I'm the villain. The monster everyone fears. I've been born into a life of depravity and ruthlessness. It's kill or be killed. Until her… The moment she smiles at me, my world changes. I keep coming back. Watching her brings me stolen moments of peace. Until I can't stay away… She doesn't know who I am, that she's flirting with death. Slowly, we fall deeper until she loves the lies I've told her.

Rancher Kate Dunnigan has always believed in hard justice. But when her pregnant daughter, Emma Lee, is accused of killing her husband and disappears, Kate's world implodes. Emma Lee is desperate, traumatized, and on the run. And the more Kate digs into her son-in-law’s death, the more dirt she uncovers: betrayal, festering grudges, and a brutal history someone will kill to keep buried.

It’s been the year from hell for Jessica Williams. Her cheating husband not only bankrupted them—he’s been indicted. Now the rat bastard has disappeared. Thank God for Nana. Jess couldn’t survive without the old woman’s wisdom and brutal honesty. But when her beloved Nana is arrested and held responsible for the largest mass murder in Calaveras County history, Jess suspects her husband may be one of Nana’s latest victims. Nana, the jail’s oldest inmate, is also its only suspected serial killer. With Nana's life hanging by a thread, she’s granted deathbed visitation—and Jess demands the truth.

Coral Fairbanks is a contradiction. She’s a suffragette and bit-part actress who incurs the disapproval of fellow suffragettes by posing nude as an artist’s model. Guy Flynn is an artist. He’s also a detective inspector at Scotland Yard, who doesn’t always see eye to eye with fellow officers in the Metropolitan Police. When Home Secretary Winston Churchill orders the police to terrorise the suffragettes during an afternoon of violence that becomes known as Black Friday, the battlelines are drawn – and Coral Fairbanks and Guy Flynn are on different sides.

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.