“Bad Boy,” She Teased the Mafia Boss—He Whispered, “You Have No Idea”
Chapter One The smell of yeast and burnt sugar clung to my clothes as I pushed through the heavy door…
Chapter One The smell of yeast and burnt sugar clung to my clothes as I pushed through the heavy door…
Santino Greco found his secretary at sunrise, half dead in the sand, with one hand still closed around the broken…
The hangover hit me like a freight train the moment consciousness crept in. My head throbbed with each heartbeat, and…
Victor hadn’t shared a bed in five years. Women were a liability. They asked questions, expected affection, or worse, tried…
You could have easily hit a child who was walking through the crosswalk because guess what? Children tend to…
Well, Taylor Parker has been sentenced to death for capital murder. She was found guilty of murdering 21-year-old Reagan…
The underground world of Chicago feared Vincent Moretti, the ruthless head of the city’s most dangerous syndicate. Yet nothing prepared…
The mud brown cardigan hung loosely over her shoulders, its coarse wool smelling faintly of mothballs and damp basements. Her…
Reed Ashford did not shout. He never shouted. The boss of the Ashford syndicate simply looked at Pierce Keenan through…
Introduction: The Illusion of Safety in a Small Minnesota Town There are places in America where time seems to slow…