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One's a Sinner, the other a Saint...but can you guess which one? One of them will carve you up the second you turn your back, the other will f--k with your mind. One has a kind heart, while the other has no soul.

Violet Vendetti was the Bottaro princess - was. She’d been betrothed to the Capo dei capi of New York, without ever knowing it. A deal made, is a deal kept, as far as the Vendetti Crime family is concerned. No matter that it was her father to plead for her safety offering up her hand in marriage amongst other promises. The Capo always comes to collect what is owed.

They call him the Joker, but he doesn't joke. He doesn't even smile - until her. She's independent, stubborn, strong, and she won't be one of his toys. He's not like other men; he takes what he wants, and he wants her. There are whispers: He's a gangster and that his family has ties to the Italian Mafia. No one dares to cross him, until a hit is put out on his newest obsession. What they don't know is just how crazy he really is when it comes to her. He'll do anything - even go to war.

Cristiano Vendetti: I wear the name proudly. I’m Italian royalty, damn near untouchable. The crux of being Vendetti is The Empire. A family of my stature has certain obligations. One of them practically archaic, as our betrothals are decided for us. Whatever to benefit the famiglia, right? I’m mafioso, trained to do as I’m told on all accounts. I’m rewarded with Arianna, as she’s always been my choice. The woman is more of a curse in my case, as I’m already a married man.

🍁An enthralling paranormal romance where revenge meets kismet, & passion blazes amidst the darkness🍁 Bound by a past marred by betrayal and blood, I’m hell bent on getting revenge. I’ve been hunting the woman who sired me against my will for decades. Consent is everything to me, and my resolve is unyielding as I’m determined to make Veronica pay. My purpose is crystal clear... until I cross paths with Athena, my mate. In an instant, my plans crumble, my reality skewed as I struggle with finding my forever, only for her to be human. Will I turn her? No, but, things outside of our...

Mercenary: She was just a job. I needed to get in and uncover the Iron Fists' next move. They'd hit the Oath Keepers enough in the past, and being the newest member, it was up to me to get close. Had I known I'd be getting close to Chevelle, maybe I could've prepared myself. I went in seeking revenge and came out wanting to protect one thing - her.

Sabrina Sold. I never imagined I would be grateful to be bought by the Bratva. One more year and I was set to marry evil. I’ve heard the gruesome tales of that family before. I’m awarded a new beginning when I’m given to the Mafia, for Nikoli to keep. He’s unlike anything I could have dreamed of, especially after the screwed-up way I was raised. The problem? My betrothed isn’t willing to give me up. Nikoli I’ve lost what I love; they were stolen from me, tortured, and violated. I feel like I’ve fought my entire life to fill the void left inside. My heart is coated in sadness ...

I'm a Royal Bastard through and through. Being prez has been my life, and seeing anything other than the club isn't on my to-do list. To my surprise, a sexy diamond appears out of the blue, and I can't seem to stay away or keep my hands to myself. The perfect gem is mine; I know it, and so does she. I'll do whatever I have to so I can keep her.

She’s mine out of convenience, a means to an end. The crew needs her for a vote, but I need her for so much more. It’s time for an uprising, and in mob life, that’s no easy feat. Blood spills, lines are crossed, and betrayal runs deep. No matter if you’re my enemy or my wife, crew always comes first. Yet, I find myself bartering with the devil. He’s a finicky beast, one I can bargain with. Take a life, in place of another. It’s nothing I haven’t done before, and for her, I’d kill them all.

It was supposed to be a weekend of fun. Go to Las Vegas, they'd all said. Pushed me to finally take that vacation I'd been needing for the past five years. Losing my husband had wrecked me. Love no longer existed, and I wanted nothing to do with it. One weekend in Vegas changed everything. I accidentally met the m0b, and they weren't letting me come home. But, did I really want to? Hot, powerful Russian, or depression and too much work... The choice was easy, but I'd fight every step of the way. Power comes at a cost, and these men have sacrificed their souls. They know violence, death, and...

I’m a coward. The second-born son of the powerful Vendetti mafia famiglia. Vengeance and fearlessness should run in my blood. They say I’m a liability, an addict, the embarrassment of the famiglia. None of them know the weight I bear, the guilt clawing in my gut for trying to escape it all. I’ll never be underboss, of that I’m certain. Yet, my life changes in a mere moment when I discover I have a daughter. She's someone to live for and protect, an innocent baby depending on me. The nanny comes into my life soon after, testing my resilience.

Tyler: Football is life. Growing up, my family loved to cheer me on, and after my parents' accident, I vowed to be the best I could be to honor their memory. After a while, life starts to pile up - college, football, and helping out my brothers. I just need a small reprieve, especially if she's five foot five, brunette, and has legs that go on for miles.

I'm country, through and through. I keep to myself, minding my father's land and take care of my two younger brothers. I like to think of myself as a law-abiding citizen. I mean - what the law doesn't know doesn't hurt, right? My life was simple and neat, until little Miss Shyla showed up one day. The feisty woman was determined to put me in my place, however she was expecting to meet a boy, and not a man.

Once a Widow Maker but now an Oath Keeper, I’ve made this club my life. It’s taken years to earn my cut and the respect of my MC brothers. I’m the youngest in club history to ever wear this patch - the newest Vice President joining in the ranks under one of the most notorious bikers alive. As the President, my blood brother has set the standard for loyalty and violence far out of my reach. However, the mighty must fall at some point.

Nate: Seeing Sunshine Simmons for the first time was shattering to my ego. It was like popping open an icy cold Coke on a hot summer’s day. My body had chilled at the same time that it ignited, all for her. I’d never had my fill of the pretty girl back then when she’d left me. Her return to small-town Alabama didn’t go unnoticed, and I’d do whatever I could to get her to leave again. Sunshine: The moment he takes his clothes off on stage, it hits me. Washboard abs, toned pecs...belong to Nathanial Owens, my ex-best friend.

Chyna: Every chance I get, I go to watch the local fights. I crave the excitement and the rush as it courses through my body, with the sounds of fists meeting flesh. It’s not just the blood or the hard bodies that keeps me coming back each time, wanting more. It’s Jace ‘King’ Kash and his arctic blue eyes. He has fists made of steel with a body honed for speed. He’s breathtaking to watch in the cage. The King easily brings men to their knees, and then graciously helps them up when he’s finished. Getting introduced to him was thrilling, falling in love with him, unexpected.

Not everyone born of mafia blood wants to be in the life. I was determined to never go anywhere near it. Headed in the opposite direction, I pushed away from my family and their legacy. Until they needed me. And then...so did she. I got sucked in too deep, going after her and trying to save them all. Now, there's no turning back. I'd do anything for my cousins, for Sasha.

In a life surrounded by enemies, famiglia is everything. I’d do anything for mine, which makes me the perfect soldier in our underground world. The Empire was built on blood and strength, and the Vendetti name reigns supreme. However, the hits from the Irish keep coming and our capo is forced to make some tough decisions. One of us is to be the next sacrifice, an honor bestowed to make the famiglia stronger. So why does my chest hurt so badly at the thought of it being me? I knew I would have to pay the price and do my duty eventually, but one look at her beauty and my heart sinks. ...