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?

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

1 OUT OF 3 BOOKS COMING TO PAPERBACK SOON! Unedited book Camila Reeves is an eighteen year old girl new to college life, she's hot headed, confident and a joker. She has a close loving family but what will happen when she gets involved with her big brothers best friend, Ace Chambers. College life just isn't what she expected, it may change her life forever. __________________________________________ I feel her cold soft hand touch my thigh causing me to flinch, what the fuck is she doing? Her hand travels further up my thigh stopping at the hem of my shorts. what is happening? Her hand moves further up to my rising cock, I grab her soft hand stopping them going further, I can't her brother is right there, it's wrong. I let go of her hand hoping she was done, her hand immediately reconnects with my cotton shorts, she begins rubbing my hard on over my shorts, I groan and shift in the spot as my dick gets harder with her touch. I look at Ash who is completely knocked out on the single couch. I feel her hand reach the top of my shorts slipping inside and underneath my boxers, I place my elbow on the arm of the couch biting on my fist, why am I allowing this to happen, I can't seem to stop her. She wraps her small hand around my length pumping up and down, I groan into my hand biting harder. Oh no, what the fuck am I allowing. My heartbeat quickens as her hand pumps faster, I feel the need to touch her but I can't not after what happened to her, the other day I was dying to kiss those perfect plump pink lips ___________________________________________ ⚠️WARNING MATURE CONTENT⚠️ -loads of Smut scenes -Smut gifs -Sexual abuse -Violence -Drugs -Mental Health ⚠️READ AT OWN RISK⚠️ ❗️PHOTOS/VIDEOS AND GIFS ARE NOT MINE❗️ #1 in brothersbestfriend (23/11/19) #1 in heartbreak (30/12/19) #2in secretlove (30/12/19) #4 in romance(15/12/19) #2 in college (12/12/19) #1 in hotguys (20/12/19) #1 in lovestory (2/1/20) #3 in Drama (29/1/20) BOOK COVER D