Right Through Me
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  • Reads 2,002,549
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  • Parts 51
  • Time 4h 55m
Ongoing, First published May 11, 2018
Mature
Lina owns a small clinic in a small, rough town. Everyone in town knows her, mainly because her clinic is the equivalent to a hospital only it is much cheaper and more welcoming. 

Her town is unwelcoming, with the Russian Mafia, Swedish Biker Club, and Japanese Gang; no one is safe on the streets. The three groups are enemies, blood is shed on a daily basis and the only time everyone is on good terms is when they attend the Gladiators, or, in laymen's terms, the illegal fights that take place in the underground Coliseum.

Although haunted by her past, Lina stays positive through all she sees. Can she continue to hold up her facade around the big, buff Swedish Biker and Gladiator,  Donovan Ander?


Book One of the "Riders of the Southside Banshees" Series
Check out Book Two: "The Devil Wears Leather"
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(Book #2 of the Sinners Of Dark Series) She was known for her beauty in the dark underworld of of New York, a seemingly docile angel in the form of a nightmare. He was ruthless, cold and far worse than the men she knew in the Cosa Nostra-His reputation alone sent chills through the city crime circles. I once thought marrying a made man would be the worst fate, but being drawn to one was far more treacherous. It was a debt to be settled, a price to be repaid. Sold in exchange for my cousin. My body, mind, and soul given to the most terrifying man ever known. A marriage born from violence and betrayal. I had expected an fifty-year-old boss who wanted my so-called purity in payment for his service, planning to keep up the facade of a fake smile and tight dresses yet I wasn't prepared for the six-foot tall, dangerously handsome pakhan, a man known for killing men with his bare hands. I hated him. Not just because he was lethal, but because he made my heart race, his low, gravelly voice sinking into my bones, offering me everything I knew I couldn't accept. - preview - "He was quiet for a second, pinning me with his intense gaze. "Don't go looking for trouble you can't handle." "How do you know what I can handle?" I shot back. He raised a brow in question. His voice was soft almost deceiving when he spoke. "You can't handle me, lisichka." "I haven't tried." "You won't get the chance."