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Two years ago, the angel was mine. She didn’t belong with a mafia devil like me. All it took was one night for me to break her wings. She nearly died from my mistakes. So I left. I planned to stay away, but then my old enemies resurfaced. Forced to go home, I had to face her. One look and obsession made me want her. One forbidden kiss and I wanted her to be mine again. One night with her and I wanted redemption. She can fight me all she wants, but I'll fight back to own her. I’m the selfish devil who will do anything to get his girl back. So when I see her in an auction, I bid.

My enemy murdered my wife and my father, so I took his daughter... I stole the Bratva princess and locked her away on my island. An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. Blood for blood. Stealing Isabella is the only way to find her father. I just wasn’t prepared for the temptation of her, nor the effect she’d have on my cold dead heart. One taste I shouldn’t have had and I wanted more. She’s my captive...my enemy’s daughter. Being with her is unthinkable. Yet, I want to claim her, take her, own her. Make her mine.

I ignored Aida's warnings, and now I’m ensnared in a ruthless man’s trap. When I confronted Fabio Alteri, I never anticipated the forbidden twist our encounter would take. Aida advised against it, but fueled by anger and alcohol, I dared to confront the dangerous don. He ripped my friend away from me, his own daughter, and I couldn't bear it. But then, our eyes locked, igniting a fire within my soul. I shouldn't desire this ruthless Sicilian mafia don.

The moment Brando Piero Fausti appeared in the snow-filled night, he made the blood hum in my veins. With a body worthy of a statue in Italy, he tethered my life to his with an irrevocable bond. He was the most dangerous man I had ever felt. A savage beast lurked just beneath his surface, ready to battle for what he loved the most—me.

Some girls dream of marrying a prince, but I never imagined I’d be sold to a king. When he forced me to marry him, I cried for love I’d never know. When he locked me away, I cried for the freedom I lost forever. Every other tear I’ve shed is for my soul, because I’m falling for the devil himself.

Santino is my king. My lover. My husband. He’s the head of the Cavallo crime family and the moment he choked my vows from me, my life was bound to his. I’m done fighting my fate, until I hear two rumors, and I’m shaken to the core.

The Serendipity Collection is a series of love triangles featuring different couples in books 1 to 4 and a full epilogue in book 5.

I’ve renounced my birthright as the heir to an Italian mafia empire, but no one leaves the brotherhood without paying a price. To evade my enemies, I stay on the move.

My past: I loved once. I was abused twice. I was betrayed thrice. I faced death four times.

I offered to do anything to save my father’s life when he was captured by the devil he owed a debt to. A three-million-dollar debt. So, I became the devil’s spy as I entered the lair of the Cartel King to take a job as a live-in nanny for his niece. My orders were simple; all I needed to do was this: get close to the Cartel King and be his...to do anything he wanted me to do. I was to make him trust me enough to tell me the secrets his enemies need. Do that, and I would save my father. I just never expected to fall in love.

The stars say I’m aggressive, dominant, first in line to lead. The stars aren’t wrong. Zodiac Tactical is my company. It’s run by those I’ve chosen for their skills and ability to outmaneuver adversaries. We guard, protect, rescue…assist on the side of the angels.

Lucas: I was obsessed from the beginning. And once I have an obsession. It's best you don't get in my way. Chanel: I tried to stay away. He was the one who was whispered about on the streets. The viper that, once he had a taste, would hunt you down and collect you. And Lucas liked to collect things. One of those things was me.

With a single gunshot, she brings the violent secrets of my buried past into the present. She may not have pulled the trigger, but she still has blood on her hands. And I know some very creative ways to make her pay for it. I am as ruthless as my Cavalieri ancestors, who forged our powerful family legacy. But no fortune is built without spilling blood. I've earned a reputation as a dangerous man to cross and made enemies along the way. So, to protect those I love, I handed over the mantle of patriarch to my brother and moved to northern Italy.

After escaping both my father’s plans to marry me off and the Russian mafia, I woke up this morning thinking I was a free woman...until I saw the man sipping coffee in my hotel room. He’s a billionaire as powerful as any mob boss, yet even as he spanks me into soaking wet, shameful surrender I can’t help begging him to ravage my virgin body right then and there. I can run, but I know soon I’ll be kneeling at his feet, bare, blushing, and ready to be claimed.

The man whispering those words in my ear isn't just a powerful mob boss, he's the brute who stripped me bare, whipped me with his belt, and claimed my virgin body roughly and shamefully in front of his men as I screamed and begged and came for him until I collapsed in his arms. I should hate it when he calls me that, but all I do is blush as I wait for him to make me his all over again.

She was to be my wife. I was to be her husband. Fate had other plans. She was falling for someone else while I was waiting for her. When you come from one of the most ruthless families in the country, you're used to getting what you want. Part of me wanted her, the other...well, let's just say, sometimes love can be reckless.

I was on a mission of retribution and vengeance: find my son then make my enemies pay for kidnapping him and killing my wife. Then I met her. Olivia made a big mistake when she tried to trick me. I'm the leader of a blood-thirsty brotherhood.

As said by Drake Princeton, "I loved you yesterday. I'll love you today, and I'll love you tomorrow, princess".

I've worked for men all my life, been enslaved by them. My new boss is different. He buys me designer handbags to ensure I'm on time. But scowls at me when he hands them over. He's intoxicating. Dangerous. All the things I should stay away from. The thing is... when his hands touch mine, I'm not disgusted, and I should be. Because he owns a scandalous club, and I work there…

Betrayed, deceived, broken. They are the only words used to describe who I have become. Make no mistake, I let this happen. But do you want to know the thing about letting someone into your life? It can be undone. Lucas Rossi may think he has won this round. But I have news for him: I’m going to win every other one he sends my way. My heart may be in shackles, but my head has perfect clarity.