And I'm the only one who can save her.In a life like mine, there is only danger dressed up in money and power. I'm a monster in expensive suits and an opulent home. Brigit is an innocent angel with only the clothes on her back.She's on the run from a nightmarish arranged marriage, and I'm her only hope in the city. If she works my business she'll be able to buy herself a new life.But the moment she steps into my life is the moment she's trapped forever.She thinks she can tempt me and slip away like a thief in the night. She thinks I can make her mine and then let her go.She's never been so wrong.Richer Than God is an intense dark billionaire romance. It is the first in a breathtaking new trilogy.

     The first is to be the youngest leading ballerina in her academy. She will need unwavering dedication. No time for men. Unfortunately, her heart didn't get the memo, because her second secret want. . . is Max Butcher. Max Butcher's scowl is notorious. He has a dark intimidating presence, hinting at a life lived hard and fierce. He is a man of few words, but his actions cut straight to the point.To him, Cassidy is a silly little girl. But one he can't keep his hands off. His world is going to intoxicate her. The dangerous men that he calls family will want to use her, tutu and all.But she is his now.It's an eye for an eye where he comes from, and he's willing to blind the whole damn lot of them. For her, he'll start a damn war. - - - Our Thing - The Ballerina & The Butcher can be read without book one and has a happily ever after. . . for these two at least. This book features a powerful and moody hero and an endearing and determined heroine. Both main characters are possessive and fight for each other. It is a love story first. Word steam second. Violence, gore, and drama, third. Enjoy.

    And "trouble" was exactly what Shane freaking Mallick was. Knee-cap breaker, loan shark enforcer, panty-dropper. Trouble with a capital T. And the absolute last thing I needed in my life...* For possible triggers, please visit: http://www.jessicagadziala.com/trigge...

    And right now, the prince wants...me.I really should've known better.His place looks more like a fortress than a home, and everyone living with him is armed to the teeth.That should've been enough to send me running.But because I was foolish, I ended up working for him.A foolish lamb serving the terrifying wolf in a suit.I thought having a boyfriend would make me immune to the Prince of Darkness.I thought I could keep myself safe.But I was wrong.This is Part I of the Dark Mafia Romance duet. If you enjoyed books such as 365 Days or 365 DNI by Blanka Lipinska, then you might want to give this a try.Other themes: college romance, bully romance, billionaire romance

    I didn't know his name. We never made eye contact. There was no connection between us at all.But I could feel him.The tingle down my spine. The command in his presence. The snap of tension in the air around him. That was the first time I saw him, and I was captivated.The second time was different.He was in the mysterious back elevator of my apartment building. Our eyes met for a fleeting second before the doors closed, and I was staggered. My breath was robbed. My senses on high alert. My body hummed.That was just the beginning.He was the leader of the mafia. I was about to fall in love with him, and his name…Cole Mauricio

    She’s a nun. Cloistered away from the world—desperate to keep her head down and obey all the rules. When they meet sparks fly. Loyalties are tested.Secrets are hidden. And forbidden fruit… just might be tasted.

    I trust no one. I thrive with control and I’ve learned to be ruthless and coldhearted. A love life? I’m not interested.But I still have desires.That’s where Dahlia came in; my treasure. She had never been a submissive before and I was eager to train her.The dusting of sparkles on her dress barely hid her tempting curves. I wanted to see all of her. My d*ck was already hard at the thought of my hand leaving a bright red print across her lush ass.When I saw her on stage at the auction, dressed in gold, I knew I had to have her.She’s mine for an entire month. I own her. But one lie changed everything.She’s going to be punished for it. But I’m doing this for her own good. She needs this.I’m going to make this right. I’m going to heal her.If it’s the last thing I do. *Bought is a full-length standalone romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

    To do a little good in this world. To help some kids who were trapped in darkness and fear.But a statistics class tripped her up. She is losing her scholarship, which means that she’s leaving college to go back to her poverty-stricken hometown. It’s too late for grants. Too late for loans. No job exists that can pay for college tuition. She’s finished, and she has to go back to her family and their repressive beliefs that she thought she was better than she ought to be for trying to go to college, anyway.She has three weeks of freedom left. Her friends tell her that there is a job that could help her, the place where they work, where she might be able to make enough cash for tuition because they do.So they take her to an upscale party to meet the guy who runs it, and they tell her all about their boss: his cold, calculating gaze, how he can see through anyone, how no one even knows his real name, and how he might be a psychopath.But Rae doesn’t meet their mysterious boss. She meets The Blond Hottie who tells her that his name is Wulf. He’s even taller than Rae, probably six feet-four, with a strong jaw and dark sapphire blue eyes, and an athlete’s build.If you had three weeks of college freedom left before you went home to your fundamentalist family, what would you do?Rae shoves The Blond Hottie up against a wall in dark bedroom, and then all Hell does break loose. How can one quickie change everything so fast?

    A domineering man. A powerful man. On that day, the first of two transactions were made with my very unloving parents. I became his possession.Something to own.Something to keep.An object intended only for his desire, his pleasure, and his ... indulgence.Although promised to this man, I at least remained safe ... untouched ... pure. I was to be his and his alone. On my eighteenth birthday, the second transaction took place.I escaped...But he came for me.Now, I'm his. He owns my body and my soul.And, as if all of that wasn't enough, he wants to own my heart too.I’m trying to resist him—trying to fight that irresistible monster inside of him. But, as with everything else in my life, nothing is ever that easy.Warning: Contains graphic scenes with sexual assault content. Please proceed with caution.

    Reclusive. Paranoid. Violent. His trek to the top has been a bloody game—with a deadly end for anyone who loses. And it’s not over yet. Vera Avdonin stumbled into the life of Vaslav Pashkov entirely by accident, and it should have stopped there, too. Just a broken ballerina who helped a beautifully tortured stranger. But she’ll soon learn that like the mafiya he controls, once he brings you in, there is no way out. They don’t call him The Beast of Moscow for nothing. *The Beast of Moscow is a slow burn, contemporary romance saga told over the course of several parts and encompassing more than one generation from start to finish. Only part of this is a love story; everything else hurts. TBOM—taking readers from Moscow to Paris while peeling back the beginning layers of Vaslav Pashkov—is part one.

    Money, women, and power. He can have anything, except the one woman with whom he’s obsessed. Mia Kasilli, daughter of a Russian kingpin, wants nothing to do with that lifestyle. When Shane can no longer be without her, he orchestrates a series of actions that leave her father in his debt and Mia in his power. He’s dark and dangerous, the embodiment of everything she doesn’t want in a man, so why does she crave him so much? She’ll fight him every step of the way, but how will she fight herself?

 This story contains situations some readers might find objectionable. If a hot mafia man driven to any lengths to possess the woman he wants isn’t your thing, you probably wouldn’t enjoy this book. However, if you like a dark, Alpha, possessive man with a tender core deep down, who will do anything for the woman he loves, including kidnapping, going to war with rival mafia, protecting her from her enemies, and fighting through her resistance to change her perceptions, get ready to meet Shane.

    Bills were piling up, adding up to more money than I could ever make. Mom's hospital bills. My baby brother's tuition. My tuition. Rent. Electricity. All of it on my shoulders. And I had just lost my job. There was no hope, no money in my account, no work to be found. And then, just when I thought all hope was lost, I found an envelope in the mail. No return address. My name on the front, my address. Inside was a check, made out to me, in the amount of ten thousand dollars. Enough to pay the bills and leave me some left over to live on until I found a job. Enough to let me focus on classes. There was no name on the check, just "VRI Inc.," and a post office box address for somewhere in the city. No hint of identity or reason for the check or anything. No mention of repayment, interest, nothing…except a single word, on the notes line: "You." Just those three letters.If you receive a mysterious check, for enough money to erase all your worries, would you cash it?I did.The next month, I received another check, again from VRI Incorporated. It too contained a single word: "belong."A third check, the next month. This time, two words. Four letters. "To me."The checks kept coming. The notes stopped. Ten thousand dollars, every month. A girl gets used to that, real quick. It let me pay the bills without going into debt. Let me keep my baby brother in school and Mom's hospice care paid for. How do you turn down what seems like free money, when you're desperate? You don't. I didn't.And then, after a year, there was a knock on my door. A sleek black limousine sat on the curb in front of my house. A driver stood in front of me, and he spoke six words: "It's time to pay your debt."Would you have gotten in?I did.It turns out $120,000 doesn't come free.

     NADIA I needed answers, The truth to the past, But what I find changes everything. A dead body, A murderer, And I'm the living, breathing eye witness, Of a crime they'll do anything to hide. Now, I'm on the run, And slamming into the hard, rugged body of Vincenzo Marchelli, Should send me racing for the hills, But something calms me, Gives me sanctuary. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, But it just may be the saving grace I needed all along. VINCENZO Liars, crime, coverups, and corruption, As an attorney, I can spot it all a mile away. As the son of a mob boss, it follows me everywhere. But when Nadia literally lands in my arms, With an unbelievable story, I know one thing: Her fear is real, And my desire is ignited. Come Hell or high-water, I will protect her, Save her, Even if it means going against her biggest enemy, My Family. **Book One in the Mafia Heat Series **Contains Mature Content

    Their band, Power Station, was a huge international success, which meant truckloads of money, touring all over the globe and an endless stream of women. Seriously, life couldn’t get more awesome. Or could it? Being sexy and successful was no longer enough when life throws them a curveball and they each meet the woman of their dreams. And getting the girl had never been tougher. The path to love is never easy, even when you’re famous. The three full length novels in the Power Station Series. High Strung Crash Ride Back Stage

    A single night that changed the course of our lives.She asked me if I was a monster the night I met her.I am.She’s about to learn I’m her monster.Because the countdown that began eight years ago has ended. Her time is up.On the stroke of midnight, she’s mine.Unholy Union contains the prologue Unholy: The Beginning