“Don’t become worthless to me, Miss Murphy. You won’t like the way I’ll discard you.” Aged nine, I saw the Devil. Those glowing amber eyes, they sliced through the darkness and filled my nightmares. Aged fifteen, he staked his claim on me. He held a fake funeral and told my father that I belonged to him now. Aged nineteen, he made good on his promise. Snatched me from the life I’d carved out for myself. Threw me in his private museum along with some of the rarest, most expensive artifacts in the world. I’m his new, shiny obsession. Nothing more than a keepsake. But Lorcan Quinn doesn’t want to admire me from the other side of the glass, or even handle me delicately with white gloves. He wants to break me. Ruin me. Then he wants to acquire the rarest thing of all. My innocence. \\\* SOMME’S NOTES: The Devil’s Keepsake is a deliciously dark, enemies to lovers mafia romance. It can be read as a standalone, but it’s best devoured with the rest of the trilogy. You should know that I write dark romance, and my stories—including this one—aren’t for the faint of heart. They are deliciously dark and somewhat disturbing, so are not suitable for everyone. You won’t find Prince Charming or a damsel in distress within these pages, so if that’s what floats your boat, I kindly encourage you to move along!

“I’m not your savior. I’m not your knight in shining armor, and I’m certainly not your guardian angel. I am the Devil, and any favor I do for you comes at a price. So, I will ask you this: Do you really want to be in debt to the Devil?" I find her at a mobster's house. An angel with her wings clipped. Bloodied and bruised and praying for a third chance. Yeah, third. But God doesn’t send her a knight in shining armor. No, he sends me. The Devil. And before I slaughter South Africa’s most-feared diamond dealers and free the angel from her cage, I have to ask her: Do you really want to be in debt to the Devil?

I need a wife, she needs an alibi… I find her in Room 386, standing over a dead body. A silver-haired beauty with innocent eyes. She won’t survive a night in prison. Luckily for her, I can make this all go away with a flick of my wrist. Why? Because I’m Donnacha Quinn, the head henchman for the Irish Mafia. My family owns the entire New York skyline - this hotel included. When she asks what I want in return, I tell her all she has to do is get on her knees and beg… That is, until I realize who she killed. Now, I’m going to need more from her than submission. I need her to marry me. An easy deal - until I find out everything my new wife told me is a lie. ————- SOMME’S NOTES The Devil’s Obsession is a deliciously dark, enemies to lovers mafia romance. It can be read as a standalone, but it’s best devoured with the rest of the trilogy. You should know that I write dark romance, and my stories—including this one—contain triggers and aren’t for the faint of heart. You won’t find Prince Charming or a damsel in distress within these pages, so if that’s what floats your boat, I kindly encourage you to move along!