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.
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.
