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Charming, captivating, seductive—and a cold-blooded killer. I married the Pakhan of the Russian Bratva anyway. I had to, it was part of the deal. Now, I’m faking marital bliss as I tremble with fear, and I cannot wait to be out of the clutches of this ruthless man.

Nobody touches what's mine without deadly consequences, but when the most beautiful woman is brought to face my fury, my dead heart suddenly begins to beat again. There are no fairy tales in this life. Beauty will never fall for the beast. But this monster doesn't intend to let her go. Everybody has a price. It's just a question of currency. My sweet little hacker can't be swayed by money, but she will do whatever it takes to save her family.

Home. Bratva is my home, my sanctuary from the past, the only place where a killing machine like me belongs. Sometimes, my demons come rushing back, and I feel out of control, full of rage, close to losing myself completely. Until a broken, injured woman stumbles onto my path, awakening my protective instincts and sending my demons to sleep. Keeping her prisoner is my only option. If she leaves, my darkness will resurface, and there will be no escaping it this time.

My life is perfect just the way it is, without Arturo DeVille in it. And now, I'm ordered to marry that arrogant, self-centred snob. He expects me to be a sophisticated, docile wife who will smile and nod at his every demand. But it's the last thing I plan to do.

Rules. I know them, but I didn't follow them. I moved into his city, his domain without approval. Now, it's time for me to pay the price. Marry the cold, calculating Don of La Cosa Nostra—the man many have never seen or could recognize—and be bound to the mafia forever. But when he comes to collect me, I realize that this isn't the first time we've met.

It was supposed to be a regular day out. Three couples celebrating the last days of summer. When tragedy struck. I thought I was going to marry her. Instead, I was burying her. I blamed the world for my pain. I buried it all. I became a man I didn’t even recognize.

I earned my reputation among magicians for a reason: one wrong move and you're dead. Killer, they called me, and killing is what I'm best at. Except her. The one I was supposed to take, the one I should have killed–I didn't. The cult that once controlled me wants her, and I'm not about to lose my new toy to them.

For eight long years, I have been waiting, patiently plotting my revenge. Now, I've found him. And I'm going to make him pay. He hired me to guard his wife, ensure her safety. I'm going to kill the same woman I vowed to protect. He'll suffer like I did, and when I'm done with him, he'll be begging for mercy. Mercy I won't give.

You want my advice? Never look a gift horse in the mouth. You don’t want to see the rotten teeth. In this case, the gift is a scholarship to attend the prestigious Neveah University. The rotten teeth? Well, they came in the form of my brand new stepbrother and his little cohort of entitled, arrogant best friends. Four dangerously handsome and stupidly wealthy men who made up their minds about me long before we met. Men who are used to getting everything they want no matter what the price.

I can't go back to my family. I'm not worthy of them, could never be one of them again. The sister they know, love, and remember doesn't exist. Not anymore. Until him... The one who took me in, healed me from my demons, my fears, my scars, piecing me back, bit by bit.

The Italian and Russian mafias are at war, and it is brutal. We’re both ruthless, relentless, and unforgiving. But then the decision is made to merge our worlds—a marriage between the two sides: the most beautiful woman of the Italian mafia and the Bratva's most feared monster. I loved her from afar for so long, and I finally get to have her as my own. But will she run away when she realizes who I really am?

There is only one punishment for spies and liars: a slow and painful death. My sweet, angelic wife who bewitched everyone in my home, from my men to my dogs, is the worst traitor of all. But it seems I have fallen under her spell as well. With every smile, every ridiculous outfit, I'm struggling... and failing. I want to hate her. Instead, I'm yearning to hear every silent lie that leaves her irresistible lips.

Isolation, darkness, and rotting flesh surround me, suffocate me, but I am the vile ruler who controls it all. I long for warmth, yet all that I touch is cold. Then, she stumbles in to my domain, lost and frightened, alone and confused. And I terrify her even more. She calls me the devil, so I show her pleasure, like only the devil can. I am the heat that stirs her flesh, the longing that trembles her bone. She begs her body to refuse, to escape my embrace, but I am her master, the puppeteer of passion. I am the King of Flesh and Bone. Welcome to my court, little one.

I am the servant of a merciless God. I am the daughter of Its preacher. All my life, my power has been controlled by others. They raised me to be meek and stifled my magic. No more. A brutal murder led me to discover a mysterious house full of magic—and the ancient, powerful demon within. He says my power can change the world, that I can kill the evil creature I once worshipped. But at what cost?

For once, my life was calm. Behind us was the threat of our distillery being shut down. Now we could focus on growing our brand exactly the way I dreamed of doing it when I took it over. Nothing was going to stop me. Until she moved in next door. My enemy’s wife with her seven-year-old son. I don’t need this right now. But everything inside me pulled me toward her. I even offered her a job. Little did I know I was starting a war. Again. But this time, I’m ready for it.

I've built my life on control. On the field, in my reputation, and in keeping my demons buried where no one can see. Sage Blackwell was never supposed to be a part of that. The nerdy prodigy overheard something that could ruin my entire career, so I did the only logical thing. I don't threaten him. I don't scare him off. I claim him. I tell myself it's about survival, about keeping my secret safe. But the longer I keep him close, the more I realise I might be addicted again. Only this time, my drug of choice is him.

I punish lies and deceit, an eternal damnation of agony and pain. Yet, when it is my wife whose deception plagues me, I know what I must do. Shackle her soul to the lying, cold corpse that she is, ensuring that she never escapes me. My wrath, my torture, my pain, and my pleasure. I am the King of Flesh and Bone. Every part of her I possess and own. She is mine, death shall never do us part. Welcome home, my queen.

I’ve spent too many nights caught between reality and nightmare, each bleeding into the other like a twisted dream I can’t wake from. The Devil’s Backbone Society continues to host our deepest terrors. The weight of betrayal crushes me, pressing down on my chest—bitter and suffocating. I don’t know what would be worse: losing the ones I love, the ones who have become my anchors, or losing myself entirely. In the end, is there even a difference?

Longing. I've wanted him most of my life. Since the day he saved me from drowning when I was a kid. But he's never noticed me, never given me a second thought. To him, I'm just a child. And now, he's ordered to marry me. He doesn't want me, not in his heart or in his bed. But everything is allowed in war and love, and I am ready to do whatever it takes—even lie to a man who doesn't remember his past.

In a few breathless moments, I will be Mrs Alejandro Montoya. He is the King of L.A. and everything a woman could want. Handsome, powerful, rich, and hotter than hell itself. But I am not just any woman. I am Alana Carmichael and I’m only here to save my father. I will not bow to any king. This is no fairy tale. This is my nightmare.