Ivan has endured more pain, misery, and heartbreak in his fourteen years of life than most people do in a lifetime, all at the hands of a father who's given him nothing but hate and scars. Then his "father" dies in a tragic accident, and a DNA test reveals that his father isn't his father, he has a real family: a mother, a father, and four older brothers. His entire life has been a lie. And to top it all off, they're not just any family, they're the Morozov's. A name everyone has heard at least once in their lifetime. Wealthy, powerful, and untouchable across the globe. Can Ivan survive there world? Learn to trust and maybe even love? Or is this just another disaster waiting to explode?

16-year-old Ronan Conti was never meant to be anything. That's what he believed. He lived with his abusive stepfather for most of his life, the man that made him believe that every golden wing was meant to be fake and every tear shed of pain had to be deserved. Ronan lived on what felt like the ledge of a cliff for his entire life. He hides his secrets within the cracks between the past and present, never letting anyone ever get too close to see them. But what happens when all of that changes? When he's suddenly surrounded by newfound family - five older brothers - who want him to be happy? Who want him to believe that he's worthy? Will he accept and finally admit to needing help? Or will he continue to fall into his destructive rabbit hole? Updated regularly. *the cover photo was found off pinterest, i do not own it*

I thought I knew who I was. Gabriel Alvarez. Twenty. Son of a poor family in Albuquerque. Big brother. Protector. Future cop. My life had been built on long nights of work, endless study, and the unshakable promise that one day I'd wear a badge strong enough to keep my family safe. But then the threads started unraveling. Whispers of a world I wasn't meant to see. Names spoken like curses. The Caruso family. The Sicilian Mafia. Everyone in the city knew they ruled from the shadows. What no one knew, what I could never have imagined, was that I carry their blood. I am the brother they lost fifteen years ago. Every step I take now feels like a betrayal. To the family who raised me, who trust me with their lives. To myself, who swore I would fight men like the Carusos. But when the moment comes, when the truth tears everything apart, I don't know which side I'll stand on. The law I've devoted my life to... or the brothers who claim me as their own?