“Envy can topple the darkest empires…” I took her as a pawn, then made her my princess. Want change? Kidnap a politician’s daughter. That will remind them who the cartel king of Colombia is. My prize: fear, and a naive little dove with bright brown eyes and dark raven hair. … And teeth so sharp they threaten to pierce my stone heart. She’s almost not worth the effort. Almost... But a forced marriage could solve all of my problems, Or ruin everything. With every passing day, I’m given less of a choice. My obsession grows; as do my enemies. I need to take her. Break her. Rule her. Own her. … And when a revolution erupts because I chose her, she quickly learns the truth. I will protect her from the outside world, … But no one can protect her from me.

A Dark Mafia Romance “The devil was just a fallen angel…” I couldn’t be her prince, so I became her devil. Catalina Alzate brought me nothing but pain. Those sharp hazel eyes. That perfect body. Her fiery lips. They scorched my ruthlessness and made my icy heart thaw. But she’s an addiction. An obsession. A necessity. And the mother to my secret child. Not to mention, someone else’s princess… My cruel brother has locked her away in his dark tower. —I’ve raised an army to get her back. War is the only answer. My new family will survive, Even if that means destroying my old one. \*VICIOUS ANGEL is book two of a duet that kicks off the Criminal Sins series. It concludes the story started in book one, ENVY.

Santa stole my heart… then he stole me. My new boss is HOT. Steely blue eyes, tasty broad shoulders, a chiselled jawline and the kind of salt and pepper hair that makes a girl’s mouth water. But there’s something dark and mysterious hidden behind that tall powerful frame. Rumor is, the reclusive billionaire has mafia connections. I’m about to learn just how deep they run. On Christmas Eve, he shows up at my doorstep draped in a bloody Santa outfit and tells me to get in his sack, or else… What’s a girl to do? Apparently, I’ve been bad. And bad girls need to be punished. Coal just won’t do. This year, St. Nick is going to give me something even harder. His heart.