Author: bryann
There’s blood coating the front of my shirt as the knife slips from my hand.I stumble backwards as I take in the dying man in front of me.What do you do when you go from lonely Asian-Hawaiian woman trapped in a small Texas town to a killer?Who do you go to?Who could possibly love you? Not him. Not Hunter Shelby- loan shark, man whore, sex on legs, my best friend…Because I’m a mess… and a … friend…Because I’m a mess… and a killer.more
One Island.Two survivors.Can love survive their demons?After a life on the streets he’s done with people. Done with society. Done with all of it.He doesn’t care if that means living alone on a deserted island running a successful tech consulting gig.No one is worth leaving the life he built. Not even his mafia capo best friend.Until he meets her…Trigger Warning: This book contains dark elements.
Death. It’s all I’ve ever known. All I’ve ever cared about. That is until I found a broken boy in a shed; back torn open, bones broken and gritting his teeth, fighting the pain like a champ. I cared. It was the first I remembered caring since I was six years old.My брат. My brother.The reality is I suck at being an assassin. Well, let me clarify. I’m great at the killing, not so great at the not … killing, not so great at the not caring part. I’m not as lucky as my брат. I didn’t meet a woman…
Scarlett:Love doesn’t make sense to me.Like, what, your heart pitter-patters a few times and your brain loses all sense of reason.It just joins in on the torture.No thank you.I’m hot. I fck. That’s ALL I do.I’m not bitter. No one dumped me.I’ll give you a hint what screwed me up so bad… physical scars to match my emotional ones.Tobias:I was tortured for years on end.Beaten within an inch of my life more times than I can count.I became a monster. A beast who craved to hurt people like I was hurt…Until I meet sex on heels and all I want…
I eat steak with my bare hands, swing a sword and have a daughter who doesn’t speak. I’m what no one would call normal.I’m a capo for the Italian mafia. Any good I had left in me was snuffed out a long time ago. She came in like an angel, a bright sun, meant strictly to treat my daughter.I should have never met her. Never cared. Never fallen.I never should have done it.Here’s my story.I’m warning … it.Here’s my story.I’m warning you now… it’ll hurt.Trigger Warning: This book is NOT a typical romance and does not have a happy ending.…
I met the woman I love in a Graveyard at 10:30 at night… or so I thought.We’re not sociopaths.But we desperately wish we were.Trigger Warning: This is a dark romance. There’s violence, sexual content and strong language. Be warned!more
One Rose.One prisoner.A crime boss.… and a man determined to overthrow him.All I wanted was to help women. Free them of their demons. Until he walks in. See, the treatment center I worked at was my home. The only one I’d known since I was seventeen.I knew we’d opened a men’s unit. I got the honor of being head tech. He was a criminal. I was warned, prepared, professional. I knew it’d be hard… … professional. I knew it’d be hard… because of who my father is. I thought I was prepared.I was anything but prepared.I was taken.Treasured.Twisted by a…
First things first, let me introduce myself.My name is supervisory special agent Derek Enzio Johnson.But many know me as Enzio, Underboss of the Italian-American Mafia.Yeah. To say my life is complicated would be the understatement of the century. I live two lives. Criminal by day, agent by night. My job you ask. Simple.Get enough intel to arrest three men: Adam Ruston, Frances Capello and Sven … three men: Adam Ruston, Frances Capello and Sven Xander. AKA, the mafia boss, Capo and what they believed to be the underboss. I definitely didn’t plan on meeting such incredible people. One in particular.…
All of the crazy, twisted mafia love now in one place! Four books in one, over 50% off!One Rose.One prisoner.A crime boss.… and a man determined to overthrow him.All I wanted was to help women. Free them of their demons. Until he walks in. See, the treatment center I worked at was my home. The only one I’d known since I was seventeen. I knew we’d opened a men’s unit. I got the honor of being head … men’s unit. I got the honor of being head tech. He was a criminal. I was warned, prepared, professional. I knew it’d…