Semyon Kopolov. Gorgeous and formidable. My childhood crush and brother’s best friend. They call him the Ice King—cold, ruthless, unforgiving. He’s the reason my mother’s dead. Now he’s my husband. Once he was my protector. The boy who carried me when I fell and swore to shield me from monsters. Until he became one.

It was a one-night stand with a bratva boss. I never expected to end up pregnant. Or run into him again three years later at my friend’s wedding. He knows I’m hiding something, but he has no idea that 'something' is his son. Before he can question me, the wedding is ambushed. He forces me to go with him so he can keep me safe. I need to escape so I can get home to my son. Whatever happens, I can’t let him find out about Sasha.

This is my story of how to lose a mob boss in ten days. I have a problem: I’ve been arranged to marry a monster. Run away? Good idea. Tried that. Didn’t work. Because in my family, my father makes the rules. And he says this wedding is happening. But he still has a soft spot for me, his last remaining daughter. So he offers me a deal. Take ten days. Get to know Sasha. See if you change your mind. Yeah, right. Sasha Ozerov is a beast in Brioni. He’s ruthless, flawless, utterly unconcerned with mortals like me.

My new neighbor happens to be the grumpiest billionaire in Whispers, but his gravelly voice and golden brown eyes make this city girl weak at the knees. When my life imploded and I lost my job and my fiancé in a matter of weeks, I didn’t know what my next step should be. Then I received an inheritance that would change my life forever. Moving to a small town and renovating the old farmhouse was a step in the right direction. But bickering with my startling good looking, yet much older neighbor was not part of my plan.

A Bratva Boss forced me into a marriage I never wanted, for a reason that I refuse to believe. There's no reason for him to even look at an ordinary girl like me. Let alone marry one. By day, Nikolai Starukhin is an art collector with an eye for beauty. By night, he's a ruthless Bratva boss whose hands deal in broken things and pain. Our paths crossed when he saved me from a creep. I thought that was where our story ended. And then I noticed what he left behind: An invitation to his art gallery. I should have said no. I should've thrown it away.

I had a plan to make a mob boss hate me. Good news: It worked. Bad news: I'm pregnant with his babies. Remember when I had ten days to make Sasha Ozerov hate me? Well, I succeeded. Just not the way I planned. Now, I'm hiding in France with his unborn twins, Trying to forget the monster who stole my heart. The devil who betrayed my sister. The man I can’t stop loving.

From the moment my twin sister set her eyes on Matteo, she decided he was the one. We were just kids, but that didn’t matter to her. In her heart, she believed they were destined to be together. So when their arranged engagement was announced, no one was surprised. At least, that’s what I thought. But lately, something had felt off. Wherever I went, Matteo was there. Lurking in the dark, concealed in the shadows, always watching.

Once upon a time, three men almost ruined me. Now they're the only refuge I've got. Stumbling on the luxury house in the woods seems like a godsend when I’m on the run for my life—until I realize the three men who destroyed me live there. Jude exercises his demons through his drawings—and I’m his newest obsession. Nolan is uniquely equipped to manage my medical condition but has a weakness of his own that just might kill him. And then there’s the worst one of all, Rafe. F*cking Rafe, who acts like nothing in the world can touch him—especially me—but wakes up screaming in the night.

I wake up chained to the bed of a stranger. He says I’m his wife. I have nothing—no money. No friends. No escape. He’s everything I never imagined: ruthless, calculating, feared. A beautiful monster with a face like a god’s, cold and untouchable. A mafia kingpin whose wealth could buy empires and whose power makes the world tremble. My captor. My husband.

I entered an arranged marriage so my sister, Ciara, could marry for love. Three years later, I'm a widow, and my father arranges for Ciara to marry Dominik Varga. The assassin slash arms dealer is as dangerous as he's quiet, which is very unnerving. Needless to say, I'm not happy at all. A deal was a deal, and I kept my end of it, so there's no way on God's green earth I'll just sit back and smile like a good little girl. I'll fight for Ciara's freedom so she won't have to face the hell I was forced to endure. But Dominik doesn't make things easy for me.

What if your boss asked you to have his baby? With one catch: You have to do it the old-fashioned way. Normally, I would've told him to take his offer and shove it. But my mom needs my help. And I can't afford to save her myself. In comes Arsen Adamov with a devil's deal on a silver platter. Have his baby. Then walk away—no strings attached. I'd do anything for my mom. And spending a night with my gorgeous, dangerous, billionaire boss isn't exactly torture.

My entire life changed when he walked into my father’s café in Tuscany…Il Mostro. The monster. The devilishly handsome mafia don Dario Rosolini. He and his brothers run this region… and they take everything they want. Including me. Although Dario has made clear that I am his and ONLY his. But I’ll fight back, no matter how hard it is. Not just because I’m afraid of him (although I am)… But because, deep down, I WANT him… And I know that giving in to him will ruin me forever.

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…

Andrei Barinov is the heir of the Barinov Bratva—a prince with the world at his fingertips. I was working as a wedding photographer, trying to forget my cheating ex-fiancé when my path crossed with his. He offered me a chance to escape, throw caution to the wind, and forget my troubles. I never got a chance to tell him my answer when the bullets started flying. He saved me that day, and I thought I'd never see him again. Until I find him standing in my kitchen. He's making the same offer to me again. But this time, he's not giving me a choice.

I thought I was late for my cousin’s wedding, but the wedding turned out to be for me... If I’d known the sexy arrogant guy in the elevator was my future husband, I probably would have turned and ran. My own father sold me out, promising my hand in marriage to Alexei Koslov, a sexy, arrogant bratva boss. The last thing I want to do is get married, but nobody says no to the Koslov bratva.

The hulking teddy bear I met at a Christmas party last month is a bodyguard—a scorching hot single one—but I know better than to think he’d be interested in a curvy single mom like me. It doesn’t matter that I can’t stop thinking about him. My only priority now is getting my life back on track after my ex. Even though said ex is determined to make things miserable for me… and when he crosses a line, suddenly I need a bodyguard. Luckily, I know a guy. And he’s more than willing to whisk me away to safety.

I wasn’t looking for a hero, especially one as wickedly gorgeous as Anton Romano. I knew better than to get into bed with someone like him—both figuratively and literally. His onyx eyes weren’t the only thing dark and dangerous about him. He ignited a fire inside me, but surrendering to the flame would leave my already bruised heart in tatters. However, the self-made billionaire had found me at my lowest. So when he offered me the very thing I needed more than anything, I couldn’t refuse—his money or his touch.

A Bratva Boss forced me into a marriage I never wanted, for a reason that I refuse to believe. There's no reason for him to even look at an ordinary girl like me. Let alone marry one. By day, Nikolai Starukhin is an art collector with an eye for beauty. By night, he's a ruthless Bratva boss whose hands deal in broken things and pain. Our paths crossed when he saved me from a creep. I thought that was where our story ended. And then I noticed what he left behind: An invitation to his art gallery. I should have said no. I should've thrown it away.

A fragile single mom hiding secrets… while somebody’s hunting her down. She’s from a wealthy and privileged background. And she never imagined she’d end up as a maid to a fierce mafia boss like me… But she’s on the run and desperately needs to find safety. And when I find out what she’s been hiding, it’s bigger than anything I’d ever imagined. Because she has a small son—and he’s just as fragile as she is.

As a wolf, my hate towards Hunters was born from fire and blood. What's the most embarrassing thing you can do at the airport? Try accidentally stealing a sinfully gorgeous stranger's bag at the carousel—a stranger who also happens to be a dangerous bratva boss. It doesn't take him long to track me down. And from the knowing smile on his face when I open the door... I know he saw everything I packed for my best friend's bachelorette party, from the dresses to the heels to the scandalously tiny swimsuit.

She's the shy girl. The one you'd never notice. But I did. I watched her, studied her. While she worked in the library, meticulously rearranging books as though she'd written them herself. I wanted her, so I made her an offer she couldn't refuse. Tell me your deepest, darkest wish... And I will make it come true. One whisper... One single wish... And I bought her soul.

I wake up chained to the bed of a stranger. He says I’m his wife. I have nothing—no money. No friends. No escape. He’s everything I never imagined: ruthless, calculating, feared. A beautiful monster with a face like a god’s, cold and untouchable. A mafia kingpin whose wealth could buy empires and whose power makes the world tremble. My captor. My husband.

Jane Barlow's life is upended when her father is killed by the cartel he's chasing. To keep her family safe, the FBI suggests moving somewhere new. Roped into a fake relationship that becomes anything but, she gives everything to Griffin, only for him to rip her heart out and then disappear. Griffin Marsh, an almost-retired Navy SEAL (almost being the keyword), finds himself absolutely smitten by the strangest woman he's ever met and fumbles the bag at a very crucial moment. Stubborn as always, Jane refuses to give him the time of day, and he knows it's deserved.

The Bratva enemy kidnaps me, locks me in, and knocks me up. I’m the Don’s little sister, but I didn’t know anything about the family business. Until our much older Bratva enemy grabs me and throws me into his prison. And there he shows me what it truly means to be vulnerable…and pregnant. I tell him I’m innocent and that I have no idea what he wants from me. He responds that he’ll wait me out and expose me in more ways than one. He opens my prison door and keeps pushing until he breaks through my defenses. He traps my struggling body against the wall until I almost succumb. ...

Everyone knows who Caleb Kelley is. I'm at the top of my game, known all around Colorado and beyond for not only my elite skills in professional hockey but also my family's ranching heritage. For this reason, I trust very few people as I'm used to strangers and so-called friends trying to get close to us for a piece of fame. But when I receive a letter from a woman I slept with years ago, letting me know I'm a father, I implicitly trust her. Emily Russo is forever ingrained in my memory and is the exception to every rule.

Some legacies should stay buried. But in Little Italy, secrets have a way of clawing their way back. For generations, the Marietti, Russo, and Vescari families ruled Uptown New York with shadows, silence, and unbreakable bloodlines. But when cryptic notes, haunting photographs, and whispered threats begin to resurface, three lives are torn from the illusion of safety and into a deadly conspiracy rooted in betrayal. A guarded heiress receives a bloodstained message that shatters everything she thought she knew about her family. A dancer's world spins off its axis the night her eyes lock with...

I accidentally sent my nudes to my boss. And a video too as I'm flicking my bean and um... "thinking" about him. And now, I'm pregnant with his baby. It's all my ex's fault. I was just desperately trying to revive our dying love life. So, I took some photos of myself, hit the wrong button, and the whole thing turned into a disaster. My ex broke up with me and my nudes ended up on my boss' computer. As for Maron Korolev, he's more than just my boss. He's tall, handsome, dark, and hard... in all the right places. And he's been my darkest fantasy ever since he hired me.

What happens when the eternally single curvy girl becomes the blue-collar bad boy’s new obsession? I love my small town and having all my friends and family around. But I’m almost forty and still single. Clearly, my Prince Charming isn’t finding me here. Especially with my car continually breaking down and sending me to Hayes Madigan’s shop. The tatted mechanic acts like being a perpetual bachelor is the only point of life. He’s happy with his parade of one-night stands and regular hookups. But I want more.

Andrei Barinov is the heir of the Barinov Bratva—a prince with the world at his fingertips. I was working as a wedding photographer, trying to forget my cheating ex-fiancé when my path crossed with his. He offered me a chance to escape, throw caution to the wind, and forget my troubles. I never got a chance to tell him my answer when the bullets started flying. He saved me that day, and I thought I'd never see him again. Until I find him standing in my kitchen. He's making the same offer to me again. But this time, he's not giving me a choice.

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, ...