Mikhail Fedorov is the most powerful Bratva boss in town, and I’ve just broken into his house. Charlotte: This was supposed to be an easy score. In and out. No harm, no foul. But when Mikhail catches me red-handed and wraps those strong arms around me, telling me in his sexy accent that I picked the wrong damn house to rob, I know my goose is cooked. I expect the police and a future behind bars, but this Bratva boss has other plans for me. Locked in his house with no way to escape, the tension between us builds to the breaking point. He taunts me, pushes all my buttons, and leaves me wanting so much more. The only question is which one of us is going to break first. Mikhail: No one steals from me and lives, but the beautiful thief I’ve just caught has me rethinking that credo. She’s a scared little rabbit before the wolf, but I can’t let my sweet bunny just walk away, not after she realizes who I am and what I’ve done. And especially not after I get a taste of just how sweet she really is. No, I’m keeping her, whether she likes it or not. WARNING: This is a very steamy, dark, Bratva romance, and it does contain triggering content. Please read responsibly. This is the first book in the Fedorov Bratva series, an interconnected series that can be read as standalones, but it’s more enjoyable if you read them in order. No cliffhangers, no cheating, and an HEA is always guaranteed!

To everyone else he’s a killer, the man they run from in fear, but to me, he’s the only man who’s ever made me feel safe. Riley: They call him Death. He’s a scarred, tatted-up wall of muscle, a highly trained killer that I should be running from, but I’m lost to Artyom from the first moment I walk into his club and meet his sexy, grey eyes. Everything about him is dangerous, raw, primal—a barely contained savage. And now all his focus is on me. He knows I’m in trouble, and he promises to protect me, to free me from my brother’s quick fists and his vicious friend. To everyone else, he’s a monster. To me, he’s my fierce protector, the one who would do anything to keep me safe. Artyom: People call me Death. It’s a nickname earned in blood and one I fully deserve. Everything I touch turns red, but I can’t stay away from her. She’s a pawn in her brother’s game against the Fedorov Bratva. Too innocent to be working in my club, too innocent for me, but I can’t let her go. She was mine the second I laid eyes on her. And I’ll happily kill anyone who tries to take her from me. Because no one touches what’s mine and lives. WARNING: This is a very steamy, dark, Bratva romance, and it does contain triggering content. Please read responsibly. This is the second book in the Fedorov Bratva series, an interconnected series that can be read as standalones, but it’s more enjoyable if you read them in order. No cliffhangers, no cheating, and an HEA is always guaranteed!

I’ve spent my life running from my family’s mafia ties. I never expected it all to end in the arms of an arrogant Bratva bastard. Gia: Growing up in a mafia family taught me that I want nothing to do with it. I washed my hands of all of them and ran off with my younger brother before they could sink their claws into him. Years later, the Fedorov Bratva took down the Rossi mafia. I thought that was the end of it. But now it’s up to me to go back and take care of my uncle’s estate. Turns out the Russians don’t want me here, and they’ve sent a masked, cocky Bratva member to watch over me until they decide whether I’m a threat or not. Forced to his house, I resign myself to the fact that we’ll be roomies for a while. I tell myself it’ll be easy to hate him, but the attraction between us is sizzling hot, and it’s getting harder and harder to remember why I’m supposed to keep my distance. Yuri: She’s the enemy, plain and simple. When she catches me snooping around, I have no choice but to keep her with me. Now I’m on babysitting duty—stuck being around her, watching her every second of every day. She pushes all my buttons, but it’s not just anger I feel. No, there’s also a good bit of lust. All I need is just one time with her. One time and she’ll be out of my system. Turns out one time will never be enough, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her by my side, even if that means tying her to the damn bed. WARNING: This is a very steamy, lightly dark Bratva romance, and it does contain triggering content. Please read responsibly. This is the third book in the Fedorov Bratva series, an interconnected series that can be read as standalones, but it’s more enjoyable if you read them in order. No cliffhangers, no cheating, and an HEA is always guaranteed!