"I told you, Bella, you're not going anywhere... You're mine now, little spitfire."What's worse than having a drink dumped all over me on my birthday? Sucker punching the guy that did it… And then finding out he's a dangerous Bratva boss.I went to the Velvet Lounge to celebrate my 21st birthday, and escape my father's iron grip. He secretly betrothed me to his client's son… Now, I'm expected to marry him on my birthday!Instead, I bumped into Andrey ...

He's her captor, her protector... and the father of her child.TaliaServing cocktails with morning sickness is bad enough. Stumbling into a mob hit? Nightmare. Running is my only choice. Although I never expected to run into him. Alek. The hook-up I can't forget.The guy I saw murdered was his brother. And he'll do anything to find the killer—even if that means keeping me under lock and key until I I.D. the shooter. Now, he's the only...

He's lethal even in shackles. I'm the weakness he was never supposed to have.Dimitri Popov is a Bratva enforcer, the man Aleksandr Avilov unleashes when he wants someone erased. He doesn't beg. He doesn't break. And he sure as hell doesn't get framed for a crime he didn't commit.Until a forged recording and a bought judge slam him into a concrete cell—and paint a target on his back.On the outside, I'm supposed to stay hidden. Instead, I'm hunting the men who put him...

"I told you, Bella, you're not going anywhere... You're mine now, little spitfire."What's worse than having a drink dumped all over me on my birthday? Sucker punching the guy that did it… And then finding out he's a dangerous Bratva boss.I went to the Velvet Lounge to celebrate my 21st birthday and escape my father's iron grip. He secretly betrothed me to his client's son… Now, I'm expected to marry him on my birthday!Instead, I bumped into Andrey B...

My dream? Escape this hellhole and become a songwriter in L.A. My reality? My scumbag father emptied my bank account and bet me in a poker game.Not just to anyone—but to Radomir Molchanov. The King of Vegas. The sinfully drop-dead gorgeous owner of the Diamond Hotel and Casino. Oh, and the cold-blooded head of the Molchanov Bratva.Radomir has claimed me—body and soul. His touch sets me on fire, his icy gaze sends shivers down my spine, and his cruel smirk r...

He's her captor, her protector... and the father of her child.TaliaServing cocktails with morning sickness is bad enough. Stumbling into a mob hit? Nightmare. Running is my only choice. Although I never expected to run into him. Alek. The hook-up I can't forget.The guy I saw murdered was his brother. And he'll do anything to find the killer—even if that means keeping me under lock and key until I ID the shooter. Now, he's the only o...

I was free for exactly five days. I found my chance and I ran. Crossed oceans. Changed names. Then Ruslan Dragunov found me.I thought he'd kill me. Instead, he forced a ring onto my finger and a contract onto my soul. He's as unpredictable as hell.His wife. His prisoner. His weapon. And now, we're going back to Vegas. To retrieve Elana. The child I left with my sister—the child he knows is Gavriil Mirochin's.But it isn’t just about reve...

One lie ruined everything. One night with a Bratva king sealed my fate. Now I'm carrying his baby . . . and I'm the target of a bloody war. I had my life mapped out—Graduate school. Teach physics. Live quietly. No mafia. No danger. No drama. But everything changed the moment I found a birth certificate I was never meant to see.When I agreed to be a surrogate, I thought I was helping friends. Instead, I stepped into a trap. Now I'm caught be...

I pretended to be pregnant to save my sister. Now, I actually am—with the Bratva king's baby.It started as a stupid, desperate plan. Fake the baby bump. Claim my sister's secret love child as mine. Lie to everyone, including the most dangerous man in Vegas. Then my sister disappeared. Her forbidden lover and his wife got blown to bits in a car bomb. And I bankrupted myself trying to find her. That's when he found me.Oleksi Mirochin. Ruthle...

I thought the monster in my nightmares was just that—a nightmare. Until I woke up in his dungeon.I expected to wake up tangled in my husband's arms. His wicked hands dragging me back into bliss. Instead, I'm barefoot on a freezing cot and I'm dressed like a trauma surgeon who lost her shoes. This sucks and I'm scared. The cotton sheets and silk robes are gone, replaced by chains, shadows, and a cast-iron door.At first, I thought it was Radomir. Tha...

He's danger in a tailored suit and I'm the line he was never meant to cross.Dimitri Popov lives in the shadows—an enforcer, a killer, the silent protector of the Avilov Bratva empire. He doesn't flinch. Doesn't smile. And he definitely doesn't fall in love.Until me.It started with one stolen kiss that set my entire life on fire. Now, I'm wrapped in his world of blood-soaked loyalty, running from the enemies gunning for us both—and carrying his child.Dimitri ...

It all started with a fake baby bump. Then, I really got knocked up. Now, I've been stolen by Russian Special Forces. This wasn't supposed to happen.I had my escape planned. One last time letting him tie me up, strip me down, and own me completely. Then? I was betrayed—by my own damn hormonal body.One second, I was drunk on pleasure. The next? A sharp nip to my overly sensitive nipple made me scream—not in bliss like usual, but in agonizing pain.