❝ She wasn't the woman he came for. ❞ ────────────────────── Bianka Kavà has spent her entire life avoiding the world her family built. The world of blood. Power. And men like Remo Casovaiké. When Remo's men are ordered to abduct the daughter of a rival wealthy family, they return with the wrong woman. The niece. By the time they realize their mistake, Remo simply shrugs. "She'll do." Now Bianka is nothing more than collateral-a bargaining chip for a debt she never created. She hates him. He doesn't care. Until the woman he planned to use becomes the only person he can't bear to lose. Because in Remo's world... everything has a price. And he'll burn an empire before he lets anyone collect hers.

She died betrayed. Killed by the people she trusted most-her husband Ryan, the son of a feared mafia family, and her own sister, who stole her life without remorse. But death wasn't the end. Kayla is reborn at twenty-four with one goal burning inside her: revenge. This time, she's not soft. She's not naive. She's cold, calculated, and ruthless enough to tear down anyone who stands in her way. Her sister will pay. Her husband will regret ever touching her life. And the empire that once swallowed her whole will learn her name in fear. But revenge has consequences. When Kayla crosses paths with Matteo Moretti-the powerful, dangerous, and devastatingly attractive mafia don who even his enemies don't speak of lightly-her carefully built plan begins to unravel. Matteo is not like the men she knew before. He doesn't follow rules. He is the rule. Cold, possessive, and terrifyingly protective, he sees Kayla as something he refuses to let the world take from him. What starts as protection turns into obsession. What starts as revenge turns into war. And what starts between Kayla and Matteo becomes something neither of them can control. Because in a world built on blood and power... love is the most dangerous weapon of all.

Veronika thought marrying a Russian mafia boss would be the hardest part of her life. Turns out? Raising their son is. Aleksei Mikhailov is feared, ruthless, and untouchable in the underworld but at home, he's constantly battling his biggest rival his own five year old son, Kolya, who firmly believes Mama belongs to him. From cuddle wars and dramatic "I'm leaving this family forever!" threats... to Nerf gun sieges, toddler mafia schemes, and moments where the danger of Aleksei's world creeps too close - this chaotic little family proves that even the scariest mafia boss melts for his wife... and for the son who pretends he doesn't.

Complete Hello everyone I'm back and I'm planning to rewrite this book.😜 They buried a child they were told never lived. Years later, a little girl with silver hair, mismatched eyes, and scars no two-year-old should have walks into their world-unnamed, unclaimed, and afraid. The López family doesn't know who she is. But someone does. And they never wanted her found. She didn't die. She was erased

Imani took the job for one reason. Money. Her father's gambling debts are swallowing everything her family owns, and the only job willing to pay enough to save their home happens to be inside the mansion of the most dangerous man in the city-a Russian Bratva king whose name is spoken in whispers. So Imani follows three simple rules. Keep her head down. Do her job. And never look the men of the house in the eyes. For months, it has worked. Until the day she is sent to clean the forbidden top floor. A careless mistake. A drunk mafia soldier. One gunshot that echoes through the study. The man who crossed the line drops dead behind her. And when Imani finally looks up... she meets the cold gaze of the man who pulled the trigger. Roman Volkov. The master of the mansion. The most feared man in the Russian Bratva. A man who notices everything. Except this time, he isn't looking at the body on the floor. He's watching her. Imani wants nothing more than to remain invisible, collect her paycheck, and keep her family from losing their home. But Roman Volkov has just found the only woman in his house who doesn't fear him enough. And once the Bratva king decides he wants something... Walking away is no longer an option

Book 2 of the blood of two dons. Taken at fourteen. Rebuilt at sixteen. Feared by nineteen. Elara didn't survive the darkness she became it. Now a rising force in the underworld, she answers to no one. No past. No weakness. No attachments. Until someone who remembers her... finds her. And threatens to break the one thing she swore never to lose again Control. Specially after creating her own empire..... called the Weaver's

She has lived hidden for eleven years, never allowed outside, never told the truth about her father. Her mother is famous. Her past is dangerous. And the secret she's hiding could destroy two mafia empires. Born from betrayal and a single night of manipulation, the girl carries an impossible truth in her blood-she belongs to two dons. One American. One Italian. Rivals who have no idea their legacy lives in the same child. When the truth begins to surface, it won't just expose a secret. It will start a war.

She was a devoted wife. A brilliant doctor. A woman who believed she understood her own boundaries. Then her husband's secret gambling debt drags them into the orbit of the city's most feared mafia don-and nothing is hers anymore. Taken from their home in the dead of night, she's forced to save a man who lives on violence and power. He's ruthless, untouchable, and devastatingly magnetic. Every look lingers too long. Every accidental touch ignites something dangerous. Every low, controlled word chips away at her resolve. She tells herself she's loyal. Married. Moral. But obsession doesn't care about vows. Late-night treatments blur into intimate confessions. Professional distance erodes into stolen moments. What begins as duty becomes temptation, then craving-an ache she can't silence and a man she can't escape. In a world where trust is lethal and desire is a liability, surrendering could cost her everything she's built. Or it could be the only thing that makes her feel alive.

[COMPLETE] He said nothing when he pushed me back onto the table, just looked at me like I was the only thing in the room worth touching. The gun on his hip pressed into my thigh. I didn't care. I pulled him closer. Rhys dragged his fingers down my ribs like he was counting them. "Keep looking at me like that," he muttered, "and I'll forget we're not supposed to make a mess here." My breath hitched. "Then forget." His smirk was sharp. Dangerous. Mine. And then his mouth was on my neck, and I stopped thinking entirely. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── As their worlds collide, sparks fly dangerously & irresistibly. Zariah needs the money, and Rhys is the perfect ally to make that happen. But as the lines blur between business and desire, Zariah realizes the price of working with Rhys may be higher than she ever imagined. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── "Obsession cuts deeper than bullets when you're sleeping with the enemy" - 𝐊. 𝐍𝐲𝐱 Best rankings ⤵️ 🥇#syndicate (19/08/25)

Enzo Costa, of the Italian Mafia, is danger wrapped in charm and a perfect smile. Eirene Vlahos, the Greek princess, doesn't believe in mafia fairy tales. She believes in contracts. Control. And men who ruin women's lives for power. So what happens when they're forced into an arranged marriage neither of them want? |Book #2 Costa Men Mafia Series| Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.