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GUNS AND ROSES

GUNS AND ROSES

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jan 5, 2026
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Romance
Grace Lodge was abandoned as cursed and unloved, until a late-night phone call to a stranger changed everything. Christopher Salvatore, a powerful and dangerous mafia heir, wasn't meant to care. But her voice, her pain, her fire, he couldn't let go. Their love was never meant to survive secrets, enemies, and the underworld's cruel games. When Grace vanishes to Italy, and Christopher falls into a coma after a brutal ambush, five years pass like a lifetime. But the past doesn't stay buried. Now, Grace is in the grip of an ancient family who wants her blood. And standing between life and death is Christopher's twin, raised in shadows to be a monster. What happens when love is caught between two brothers, two legacies, and a war built on lies?
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Book 2 Book 1 : Chances (mafia romance). Can be read as a stand alone. The path in the forest was usually deserted at this time of the evening, but she never minded it. It lead to her little piece of paradise, away from the hustling and bustling of being the preacher's daughter. Laying on the grass in her special spot she noticed the change in the air. Whoever it was was about to get seriously injured. A palm clamps over her mouth and she lodges one of her blades in the arm connected to the palm. The stormy grey's that she wouldn't forget, even in her dreams stared right back at her. 'Seems you're still as fiesty as ever', 'And you're yet to learn to pick the right battles'. Leggo people 🥳🥳🥳

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