Mafia Romance Book 1 of "The Veiled Desires" Series Ranked #1 in intriguing ___________ 𝙒𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤, 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬, 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧? __________ To the world, Estelle is a beautiful model with a high-pitched voice and a famous last name. To the underworld, she is Clandestine, a ruthless assassin whose voice is whispered in fear. Alonzo wears tailored suits and carries himself with terrifying control. Behind that composure lies blood, power, and a legacy built by the mafia. Forced into an arranged marriage neither of them wanted, they begin a dangerous game: make the other fall first. But some secrets are deadly. She hides a knife behind her smile. He hides violence behind his calm. And neither realizes they have married someone just as monstrous as themselves. ________________ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝘿𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰? _________________ 18+ • Read trigger warnings Tropes: Dark Romance • Arranged Marriage • Enemies to Lovers • Secret Identity • Assassin Heroine • Mafia Romance

His finger trailed up my thigh ever so gently causing my pussy complete torture. He knew what he was doing. He knew this was driving me completely crazy. Just as his fingers were trying to push past my underwear my hand grabbed onto his wrist. "Don't," I warned, in a low voice making sure nobody would notice. "Watch me fuck you in front of every single person here unless Tobias stops looking at you like that." He explained. I glanced over to Tobias who was looking angrier than ever. If Tobias didn't stop looking at me not only would my husband keep to his word, someone would send a bullet through his skull. *+*+* Scarlett Salvadore was to be married to a man she hated with all her heart to increase her father's power. Aleksander Petrov was to be married to a woman he hated with all his heart to make amends with some of the Italian mafia. When the two of them meet at a club without knowing their identities they are immediately drawn to each other. What will happen when the two of them discover each other's identity? Will it grow the passion they have for each other or will their families history destroy it? *+*+* "I hope you realize that you belong to me now. In fact, you've always belonged to me, before and after the wedding ring on that finger of yours." I rolled my eyes at his words, still not forgetting the things he said to me before. "I'm just as much yours as you are mine, and don't you forget it, Aleksander." I snapped, pointing at his hard chest. "Prove it." A smirk appeared on my lips. Men in the mafia always use their wives for sex. But why can't it be the women using their husband's? *+*+* Far from a cliché Started: Thursday 26th August 2021 Finished: Monday 15th August 2022 RANKINGS: 11 in Lust 6 in Italian 1 in Strong Language 1 in explicit

*NEW BOOK! * BONUS CHAPTERS OUT NOW! They say he's hotter than sin, colder than ice. The CEO of a Fortune 500 company. Built from the ground up. He needed an assistant, and I needed to get my foot in the door. My student loans weren't paying themselves. So that's how I began working under Flynn Stone. And day in and day out, all I could think about was being under him. Could the big bad CEO fall for a girl like me? I'm Ruthless in Business. I know what I need from myself and my team. I didn't get where I am today by letting people walk all over me. But somehow, I'm finding myself bending for my assistant. I need to put distance between us, but staying away from her is harder than anticipated.

(COMPLETED) In Her Shoes Duology #1 Being kidnapped is never pleasant. It might be when your kidnappers are billionaires mistaking you for their runaway daughter who looks very much like you. [200,000 - 250,000 words]

𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 & 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 Revenge Countless souls have fallen prey to its grasp, their lives shattered as deeply as those they sought to harm, if not more so. For most, mere death isn't the end It's not enough to satiate their thirst They crave retribution, wish for something beyond the grave. They want misery upon those who've wronged them. Long for the torment of those who've wounded them But at the end of the day, it's merely a wish, A burning desire for- well, nothing realistic, really For they are weak. Powerless Some may even deem them useless But then, there exist the select few- those who refuse to settle for anything less than the worst, denying death's grasp to unleash a living hell upon their enemies, Those who take matters into their own hands, seizing control & becoming the architects of their own vengeance, Now those, those are dangerous. For in their eyes, the concept of contentment is a foreign notion, replaced by a searing ache for more- More agony, despair. More misery, more wails. More destruction, chaos. People like him, they feed off of fear, thrive in causing pain. They're cunning, calculating, heartless But frankly, even the most twisted of them seem like harmless amateurs in comparison to him. He reeks of death Exudes darkness, sorrow Death is all that shadows his steps, making his existence a reminder of the inevitable fate that awaits his victims. And whispers in the Russian underworld speak of him as Mors- The god of death So, what happens when a girl, who abandoned her family, her life & the very empire bestowed upon her- just to escape the sight of death, catches the eyes of the reaper? What happens when he pulls her into the abyss of his world, intent on destroying all she has fought to be in pursuit of vengeance? And what happens when, as the day wanes, the embodiment of her deepest fear captures her eyes as well?