"The Devil is scary, but so is his queen." ~Diandra Sicario Diandra has the innocent look of an angel. Her pure facial features made her seem so naive. But she was anything but that. She had hung with monsters that lurk in the dark. She has secrets that can make the devil look like a saint. After all she was his wife and the mother of his child. Her past created the woman she is now. A coldhearted, calculated woman with trust issues. It's been five years since she ran away from him, from his life. But she knew once she ran out the gates of hell, he would hunt her down to the ends of the earth. But when her son goes missing, the only person she can turn to for help is the devil himself. They'll have to put all their unfinished drama to the side and join forces to save their only kid. But it will not be easy to leave the past in the past. After all the past shapes our future. (BOOK ONE OF THE MAFIA SERIES)

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*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

She just needed to pause, find a button to stop the voices in her head. Sadie Monroe realized long ago that she was far from perfect. If the voices in her head weren't enough, the taunting from school reminded her of that fact. Day by day, she searches for something to keep her here, something to keep her from floating away forever. She's tired of wishing her days away and she can't seem to handle the pain anymore. But with the help of the strength from a boy with many secrets, will Sadie be able to realize that someday she would learn how to be okay?