In the Heights, everyone fears the Heights Crew. I wish I had the luxury. I can’t afford to run away from them, I have to run to them. Why? Because now they’re my only chance at survival. Johnny, Brawler, Oscar, Magnum—I hope we can all come together to get out of this. It’s going to take a lot more than luck to free me from the wrongs I’ve been accused of. Like relying on the one person I’d rather put a bullet in than place my life at his feet.

Serving cocktails with morning sickness is bad enough. Stumbling into a mob hit? Nightmare. Running is my only choice. Although I never expected to run into him. Alek. The hook-up I can't forget. The guy I saw murdered was his brother. And he'll do anything to find the killer—even if that means keeping me under lock and key until I I.D. the shooter. Now, he's the only one standing between me and a bullet.

I'm the governor's daughter, and he's a mafia boss in the Bratva. It was a no-brainer. I was forbidden to him and him to me. But when we met at his nightclub, I thought he was my prince charming. I couldn't fight my attraction to the tattooed Russian god any more than he could for me. Dante Levitsky is tall, dark, and dangerously handsome with Mediterranean blue eyes you could swim in forever. Our chemistry is the type people read about and wish for their whole lives.

The Lost Apothecary meets Gothikana in this Victorian gothic romance of posion, passion, and dark secrets following a botanist who likes to poison unsavory men, but when her next target visits her apothecary, they discover their dark bond runs deeper than they imagined.

He’s waited a long time for me, but I’ve waited longer for the truth. Not even the king himself could keep me from the only ties left to my identity. Then I meet him, and I’m stuck between uncovering who I am and discovering who I’m meant to be.