The Morozov Bratva vow: Family First, Always.
I've always straddled the line between the Bratva and my art - destruction and danger vs. creation and beauty. But my hand is gone now, and with it, the part of me capable of creating something more in this life.
Liria Krasniqi is the last of the Krasniqi Mob. Her dying father is begging to make amends for his attack on our family by giving us everything he has: as long as Liria's part of the deal.
Marry the daughter of the man who cost me my hand? I'll do it. But she'll spend the rest of her life paying for what I've lost.
My soul.
**As *Vor* for the Morozov Bratva, my life will always be a solitary one.**
**Roman**:
It's fortunate that my brother Dmitri is married now and having children, because those are things I'll never be able to give our family. There are too many enemies to crush, an empire to build and my tastes are far too dark for a "normal" woman.
Until I find Violet. Sweet, sweet little Violet, sneaks into my club, so beautiful in her purple dress and her desperate attempt to not look shocked at all the carnal delights surrounding her. It's easy to discover why this innocent is in my depraved world, and even easier to find ways to bring her back.
Violet knows that I'm the one who saved her. But she has no idea that now, I'm the one who owns her.
**The girl races toward me, like a bird seeking shelter from the storm. She doesn't realize I'm a far worse predator than the one she's fleeing from.**
I'm Dmitri Morozov, soon to be Pakhan of the most powerful Bratva in New York and St. Petersburg.
People run from me, not to me. Women may edge close, drawn by my money or power. But no one has ever sought protection in my arms before. She's running down the hall of this luxury apartment building, desperately calling for me to save her. This sweet girl doesn't realize she's raced into the jaws of a monster, but I'll rain vengeance down on everyone who's hurt her.
I don't. I may be a MacTavish, but it's not an emotion I'm capable of, one I don't understand. So, if someone in my clan must agree to an arranged marriage, it might as well be me. The bride being pulled down the aisle to me is beautiful, and terrified. But she's got a stubborn tilt to her jaw that's making me think she's not giving up so easily.
Perfect.
She's just the kind of girl I love to break.
Beautiful Monster is a dark Scottish Mafia Romance with no cheating and a HEA.
I've been in love with Alexi Turgenev all my life. Though he's called the Angel of Death in our world, this tall, beautiful man has always been my savior, my protector.
Until I'm promised to his older brother in an arranged marriage between our Bratvas. Dmitri Turgenev is a monster. He's vicious, cruel, and delights in tormenting me. Once we're married, there's no escape.
Can Alexi overcome his lifelong vow of duty to the Turgenev Bratva and defy them, or will he watch his brother take me?
I know one thing. I will never survive this marriage.
You shouldn't be here, little girl.
Whatever you do, don't run.
Because we'll chase you.
Luna:
Making new friends, that's what traveling is all about, right?
It's midnight, I'm running through the woods outside an enormous mansion. Men in masks are chasing me, and my new "friends" are nowhere to be found.
I've been set up.
And I have no way to get out of this.
Kai:
This girl is easy prey, with her terrified blue eyes and that blonde hair streaming behind her as she runs. It's like offering a raw steak to a pack of rabid dogs. I'm going to catch her first, because in the Dark Games, it's Finders, Keepers.
Even if she doesn't want to be kept.
**Catriona:**
We’ve both been dancing around our attraction to each other since Lucas became my personal bodyguard. I waited years for this, for us to admit how we feel and to do something about it. When I woke up the next day, I was so happy. It was time to build on our relationship.
Until I found out he was gone.
**Lucas:**
“You do not get involved with your asset.”
The first rule of being a bodyguard. I broke my oath to my Chieftain by sleeping with his daughter. It didn't matter how I felt about her, I couldn't stay there. I left Scotland and worked with a new assignment for three years, trying to forget Cat. But when I receive word that she’s been kidnapped, I’m on the first jet home.
Saving Catriona is the only thing that matters.
**They say when you save someone's life, you're responsible for them for the rest of yours...**
**Wallace:**
When I saved Scarlett from a fire I created, I realized I'm not just responsible for her.
I own her.
I burn for her.
She's mine, whether she wants to be, or not.
**Scarlett:**
This enormous man raced through the flames to save me and now, it's all madness. I'm in Scotland, in his house. But I know that what's waiting for me back in Boston is so much worse.
He shows me all the darkest places in Edinburgh.
Dark places, he says, for doing dark deeds.
He forces me to marry him for "protection."
There's a much darker side to Wallace, too. As the days pass, I'm not sure if I'm scared that he'll reveal it, or if I'm desperate for him to show me who he really is.
She thought being sold at The Auction meant she was his just for one night. She was wrong.
Ethan...
I find lost things and people for the MacTavish Scottish Mafia.
Sometimes, I return them to their proper owner. Sometimes, I make them disappear.
When I'm charged with bringing back runaway Sloan Masters to her father, the instructions are disturbing: If you can't extract her, unalive her. I don't hurt women, I protect them. But I still have a job to do. When I find her, there's one more wrinkle. To retrieve her, I'll need to be the highest bidder at her auction. This pretty little runaway is expensive, but her sweet body is worth every penny. She's fascinating; secretive and fueled by fury, and she's not willing to trust me. Taming her will be the biggest challenge of my life.
I'm ready for it.
Sloan...
They call him the Scottish Demon.
His name is uttered like a curse throughout the crime world, a horror story parents tell to children to make them behave.
So when he comes for me, I can’t run fast enough. Ethan MacTavish has the body of a Greek god and the charm of a sociopath bent on world domination. I can’t tell him the secret I’m hiding, the reason my stepfather sent the Demon after me. The more I fight, the tighter he holds me. Can I trust him with my secret, or will he make me disappear, too?
**Even a man who knows his duty can be selfish.**
I'm Michael MacTavish, first born to Cormac, Chieftain of the MacTavish Mafia. I will take over my father's role, overseeing the biggest crime family in Scotland and our multi-billion dollar empire.
I know my duty.
I also know what I want. What I crave. Sweet Sophie, our housekeeper's daughter. I've kept my distance. But when she's caught in the middle of a web of betrayal, the only way I can save her from being punished by my family is simple.
Marry her.
**Sophie:**
There's nothing more ironic than the realization that getting everything I ever dreamt of... is the worst possible thing that could happen to me.
When the man I knew as charming and kind, turns cold and cruel when he thinks I'm a traitor to his clan. That a hasty, forced marriage is nothing like my ridiculous, girlish dreams.
And the most difficult thing of all? The knowledge that I'm still hopelessly in love with him.
**I did everything I could to run away from my past, but my past came for me anyway.**
*Sorcha*
To the world, I'm sarcastic, sassy Sorcha, the only daughter in the powerful MacTavish Scottish Mafia. I hide my terror of my past with a constant smile. But I can't make myself step foot off our estate. I haven't left the grounds since I was kidnapped at twelve.
But here I am, standing on a stage with vile, anonymous men bidding on me. I could never escape my past after all.
*Alastair*
While I never come to auctions like these, I can do business anywhere, even amongst the lowest of the low in our world. But once the deal is done and I'm ready to leave, I spot her: a head of flaming red hair and fierce blue eyes that could only belong to a MacTavish. There's a dozen men in this audience who will pay anything to take revenge on the MacTavish Clan.
Unfortunately for sweet little Sorcha, I'm one of them.
***Auctioned - A Dark Scottish Mafia Romance*** is Book Four in the MacTavish Stolen Brides Series. It can be read as a standalone with no cheating and an HEA. If you love morally grey men, you're going to love Alastair! This is a dark romance.
I’m a billionaire. I’m not letting some endangered bird stop me from building my massive computer server plant. When these ridiculous environmental protestors interfere with my building site, I humiliate them before throwing them out.
But when Fee, the feisty head of the group, uses her charms (and my intoxicated state) to kidnap me, I’m entertained enough to allow her to hold me on her Irish grandfather’s farm. When we’re attacked by an enemy intent on ending me, she realizes for the first time that I’m not just a businessman. I’m the head of one of the most powerful Mafias in Europe.
Now, I have to kidnap and marry *her,* kicking and screaming, to keep her safe. She is utterly captivating.
There’s a goat living in my mansion and a woman who despises everything I stand for… unless we’re in bed. I have to take out my vicious new enemy, deal with my irritating insta-family, and make my new wife fall in love with me.
Nothing to it.
I went searching in the darkest place in Scotland to find the assassin who would save my family.
Instead, he found me.
What starts as a case of mistaken identity turns into an insane sham of a marriage when the ring is shoved on my finger. I've got to find a way out of this and back to Canada.
I watched her stride into my club like she owned it. Of course, I'm intrigued enough to hear her proposal.
She'll get what she wants, but there's a different kind of price to pay for it.
I'm going to enjoy taking it from her body.
***Depraved - A Dark Scottish Mafia Romance*** can be read as a stand-alone with a HEA and no cheating for 18+ readers only. Please read the trigger warnings in the preface. Depraved is the third book in the MacTavish Stolen Brides Series.
It may be 2024, but when a MacTavish wants a bride, he steals her.
**Dougal**
The Blackwood Mafia are swine, but when they send their daughter Isla to steal from me, she's surprisingly effective. She doesn't realize the true value of what she's taken, so to keep it out of the Blackwood's hands... I steal her.
**Isla**
"Get in, get out," my father says. "Nothing to it," he says. Well, I'm the one trapped in this giant hunting lodge that looks more like some medieval fortress, and it's apparently been built to keep people from escaping, rather than getting in. Dougal is about to learn that nothing can hold me. Not this fortress, and not the ring he forced on my finger.
I may be a Bratva Princess, but I'm not going to end up as a babymaker for some spoiled Russian heir.
Named after the God of War, the Ares Academy doesn’t teach math or literature. Students here are the monstrous offspring from the most powerful families in the world of organized crime, they come here to learn how to terrorize, murder, extort, and find their seat of power. I'm one of a handful of women who have made it this far in our brutal "education," and I'm not letting that smug, arrogant Konstantin Turgenev ruin this for me.
Even if he's beautiful. Even if I want him. Even if he's my Bratva fiancé.
He doesn't own me yet.
Just for one night, I didn't want to be a pure Mafia Princess.
When I - quite literally - ran into the insanely hot Scottish mystery man on a London street, we agreed to spend the night together. No backstories, no history, no names.
This was a huge mistake.
When I arrived back at the Ares Academy, the brutal college for the offspring of crime families, guess who's my new professor? He's not happy about this discovery, but neither am I. He thinks he can just dismiss me. We'll see who lasts the entire year.
Because I'm not giving up.
**It might be 2024, but when a man from the MacTavish Scottish Mafia wants a bride... he steals her.**
*Cameron...*
When the Ivanov Bratva kills my best friend in a moment of viciousness and stupidity, I decide to hit them where it hurts. Their Pakhan is depending on his daughter's marriage to a more powerful bratva to save his family.
So, I steal her.
*Morana...*
My name means "death" in Russian, and everyone in my father's Bratva avoids me as bad luck, until he decides to marry me off to a hideous old Pakhan for money and power. Getting kidnapped right out of the church in my wedding dress just continues that run of misfortune. But my captor is tall, gorgeous and infuriating. He's relentless when it comes to getting what he wants, but I'm going to change his luck for the worse, too.
We'll see who wins this battle: love, or luck.
When I went hunting a monster in the Black Forest of Germany, I discovered someone far more challenging than the lunatic who bought and sold women.
There was a girl, chained in his basement. When I tried to rescue her, she took matters into her own hands. She knocked out my best man and stole his wallet. And his gun. And disappeared. I'm never letting him live that one down.
Letting her get away? That's on me.
She's the most cunning girl I've ever met. She likes to run. Well, I like to chase. Aren't we a match made in hell? Because when I catch her, I'm keeping her.
There’s no mercy at the Ares Academy. Not for me.
Named after the God of War, this college doesn’t teach math or literature. Students here are the monstrous offspring from the most powerful families in the world of organized crime, they come here to learn how to terrorize, murder, extort, and find their seat of power.
My brother, the Pakhan of the Aslanov Bratva thinks I’ll be safe here?
I have to survive this place. There’s nowhere else for me to go.
Lucca Toscano is everything I’m not: strong, powerful, and courageous. He’s beautiful, but so angry. He can teach me how to thrive in this school for villains, if I can be brave enough to give him what he wants in return.
