Queen of Liquid

Nikki’s Story – A Trans LGBTQ+ Mafia Romance

De: Massimo Valenti

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

My father buried his “son” fifteen years ago.

On paper, Nico Navarro died in a house fire in Bay Ridge. In reality, I walked out with a duffel bag, a stolen dress, and a new name: Nikki. Since then I’ve turned every ugly lesson he ever taught me into a weapon of my own—nine clinics, seven safe apartments, one underground bunker, and a nightclub called Liquid that glows like a heartbeat over the West Side.

Out here, queer kids call me a saint and a monster in the same breath. I don’t care which one sticks, as long as they live long enough to argue about it.

Rivera is the only man who’s ever seen all of it.

Ex–Army, ex–vice cop, now my head of security, he walks my perimeter like a confession he can’t take back. He knows how many people sleep under our roofs, which doors stick in a fire, how much blood it takes to scrub a basement clean. He also knows the shape of every scar on my body, even the ones a scalpel left between my thighs.

He calls me Nikki like a prayer and pretends that’s not the same as saying mine.

Then a cream-paper Christmas card lands on my desk, addressed to my deadname in my father’s perfect handwriting.

One safe apartment goes up in flames. A mentor who once called me “daughter” is taken hostage on video. Old Bay Ridge graffiti—Saint Michael’s sword through an N—appears on soot-blackened brick outside the homes I swore would never burn again.

Santo Navarro wants a family reunion.

He offers me a “merger”: fold my clinics, shelters, and routes into his empire and let him skim the kids I protect into profitable “work.” In return he’ll buy off cops, judges, and priests the way he always has. On his ledger, every queer body is just a line item with a price.

If I refuse, he’ll keep burning houses and hanging messages in smoke and blood until there’s nothing left of my people—or of me.

My choices are viciously simple.

Hand my world back to the man who tried to kill me as a teenager… or become the monster he always wanted and put three bullets in my own father’s chest.

Either way, I’m going to war with the man who raised me—and the only person standing between me and becoming him is the ex-cop who laid his badge on my bar and his heart at my feet.

QUEEN OF LIQUID is a high-heat queer mafia romantic suspense novel about a Latina trans woman who built a sanctuary empire, the bi ex-cop bodyguard who loves her, and the mob father who comes back from the grave to burn it all down. Expect explicit on-page spice with a trans heroine, obsessive bodyguard vibes, patricide as self-defense, messy ethics, found-family queer politics, and a hard-won HEA for Nikki, Rivera, and the people they refuse to trade away.

Perfect for readers who love:
🗽 Gritty queer NYC nightclub & street politics
👑 Trans mafia “queen” + ex-cop bodyguard romance
🔥 High-heat, explicit scenes with fierce consent
🚨 Vigilante justice, crooked cops & mob family drama
🏚️ Found family shelters, clinics & Winter Sanctuary vibes
💣 Patricide, trauma, and choosing not to become your father