Andrei Novikov is the new head of the Novikov Bratva. Indifferent, unflappable, and cold, Andrei is as stoic as he is lethal, as strategic as he is barbaric. Willing to do whatever it takes to maintain control and extend his empire, there's one final wish his father made on his deathbed that has Andrei at a crossroads: to forge a lasting alliance with the Italian Mafia in order to secure the drug trade. And for the Italians, longterm alliances are only brokered in one way: marriage. Giula Russo is everything but the polite, docile, Italian woman her family expects her to be. As the oldest of three sisters, Giula's a downright train wreck. Late-night parties, sleepovers with f*ck boys, and reckless benders has her Mafia don father claiming her as ineligible for marriage. But Giula's wild antics are really a cover for a traumatic past, as well as a shield protecting her from a forced future. When the Russo family meets Il Russo, "The Russian," the violent worlds of the Italian Mafia and Russian Bratva are destined to clash--will it end in alliance or war? Love or betrayal? Dark Mafia x Bratva romance and suspense, estimated to be ~ 80,000 words once completed. Intended for mature 18+ audiences. Only available on Wattpad. All rights reserved to Skara Gray, 2023-2025. #1 in #mafia / 156K stories #1 in #enemiestolovers / 111K stories #1 in #arranged marriage / 40.3K stories #1 in #forced marriage / 14.7K stories

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

Currently on hold. SEQUEL TO BULLETPROOF. can be read as a standalone if you want.