Lisa Lovell

I crashed a wedding. Got caught by the best man. Ended up handcuffed to his bed. Sneaking into a Bratva wedding was the stupidest mistake of my life. But I couldn't let my best friend marry a monster. I'm almost at the ceremony when a hand snaps out and closes around my arm. Attached to the hand...

He died saving my life. I watched it happen. So why do I feel like I'm being watched? Four years. Four years of building a life without Nikolai Rogov. Four years of raising our baby girl alone. I've made my peace. Or so I thought. First, a black SUV appears outside my building. Then, a dark...

I ran from the Bratva boss whose baby I lost. Or so I thought. Now I'm caring for his son... and he has no idea. I discovered something about Osip that changed everything. Something dark enough to make me run and leave everything behind. Even him. So, I disappear into a new life. New city. New...

What happens when your masked mystery lover turns out to be a Bratva boss? And you're carrying his baby? It all started when I broke up with my abusive ex. Driving around town, confused and heartbroken, I stumbled upon a secret club. Velvet curtains. Hidden identities. No real-life consequences...

First, he was my owner. Then, he became the father of my two babies. What he will never be: my happily ever after. Kirill Vyronov takes what he wants. And, he took everything from me. So now, I'm running. But with the FBI and a gang of ruthless killers on my tail, it's not long before I'm...

I woke up pregnant in a stranger's mansion. He says he's the father. I don't remember him at all. My reflection in the mirror is a stranger, too. The doctors call it temporary amnesia. The Bratva boss calls it a complication. I call it terrifying. My body responds to his touch even when my mind...

I accidentally delivered the wrong package to the Bratva Boss. A bunch of 'adult toys' if you catch my drift. And now, I'm pregnant with his baby. My life fell apart when another woman answered my fiancé's phone. "Leave my boyfriend alone," she said. Just like that, my perfect future was...

Everything in this world has a price tag. Even my innocence. That's what my father thought when he sold my V-card to the highest bidder. So much for that romantic first time with Prince Charming. But I give in. A million dollars and a chance to escape the country, far away from my toxic family...

He was my worst nightmare... until he threw his life away to save mine. Timur Yakov became so much more than just my love and savior—because he left me with a gift. A gift that will grow inside me, for the next nine months. Too bad I won't make it that long. His enemies have found me, and they...

A dangerous Bratva mobster walked in on me... As I was getting my Brazilian wax. And now, I'm pregnant. Okay, I know that's a lot for one day, but bear with me. It all started when I got kidnapped by "Mr. I Ooze Danger" I just told you about. There's a lot more to Timur Yakov than just oozing...

He doesn't know I'm pregnant. Only his enemies do. And they will do everything to take my baby away from me. You think it can't get worse? It can. Because as I sit here with my growing belly, tied to a chair, waiting for the bullet to end my life, I only have one chance to survive. Anton Ulianov...

I accidentally spent the night with a Bratva Assassin. The next day, he kidnapped me—And put a baby in my belly. My rock bottom is a warm beer in a smelly country bar, an empty wallet, and nowhere to sleep. A few days ago, I made a terrible mistake. I stole something valuable from very bad...

Who knew my accidental nudes would lead to this? A six-year-old daughter who has his eyes, and a dead man walking through my front door. Seven years. Seven years since those two pink lines changed everything. Seven years since Maron Korolev vanished without a trace. The palace that was my gilded...

I accidentally sent my nudes to my boss. And a video too as I'm flicking my bean and um... "thinking" about him. And now, I'm pregnant with his baby. It's all my ex's fault. I was just desperately trying to revive our dying love life. So, I took some photos of myself, hit the wrong button, and...