Verity was a quiet 16 year old girl who had a tough life. She never meant for things to go so bad- so why did they? Abandoned at the ripe age of 3, she was adopted by a narcissistic asshole who abused her for 13 years straight. Her only escape was her best friends, who she saw as her older brothers and his dad- who she called her dad. He fed her and kept her safe, helping her when things got bad at home. She introduced herself as Verity Volkov, which wasn't her last name but the last name she wishes she had. Her father figure, Mikael Volkov, was the leader of the Russian mafia. Verity attended NLA, New Life Academy. One day, when she is at school, the unspeakable happens- her adoptive father commits. With nowhere to legally go, she sits in the sheriffs office, awaiting her DNA test. To her surprise, she has a family- in fact, she had a mom, a dad, and 6 older brothers. Six! What was she to do as she moves to Italy to live with her biological family, who appeared to be the Russians rivals- the Italian mafia. Her father was the don of the goddamn Italian mafia. She stays quiet and emotionless during her time in Italy, trying to cope before she meets Nicolas Ricci- the man her family despises yet the man who took interest in her. The man she falls in love with without realizing. As her story unfolds and secrets reveal, Verity goes through an emotional rollercoaster. And through this all Verity has one question only: Why did her biological family abandon her? What will she do to cope through all of this? ______________________________________

Izebel Katz has lived her entire life trapped with her psychotic foster parents. Until one day they are found dead. Suddenly she's being shipped across the country to meet the five brothers she never knew she had. Who happen to be the leaders of the most ruthless mafia in the world. She thought her dark past was behind her, but as she settles into her new life she quickly realizes she's mistaken. *EXCERPT* "Where are you going?" I turn around and sure enough there is Ryland LaRue. Standing there with his dark green eyes and perfectly slicked back brown hair. All of it disgusts me. "You followed me." I smile. "You...look familiar." "And you're drunk." He smiles. "Let me take you back inside." "I'm not drunk." I pout. "Promise." He rolls his eyes, yet he's still smiling. Then he walks towards me and gently grabs hold of my arm, pulling me back to the door. And I let him, only until we're close enough to the wall. Then, I twist his arm back and hit him in his gut with my knee, driving him back to the wall where he hits his head against the brick. "Like I said...I'm not drunk." I smirk. I put my right arm underneath his throat, holding him in place and use my free hand to grab my knife which I taped to my leg. "You little liar." He smirks looking down at me. "Shut up." I snap, bringing the knife to his throat. "I want you to tell me everything." He chuckles and then leans his head back against the wall. "You're going to have to be a bit more specific than that, princess."