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Valachi, the name of a rival mafia family, was the last word on my mother's dying lips. After years of careful deceit and planning, my moment of revenge has finally arrived. The head of the Valachi family has died, leaving his innocent daughter vulnerable. She is forced to take my hand in an arranged marriage. By the time she learns my true identity, it will be too late. As her new husband, I will have complete control over her. I am the enemy in her bed.

In a single soul-destroying moment, I discover my husband has an entire other family. And while there are two great men ready to help me heal my broken heart, it's almost impossible to choose which one is the best man for the job: the handsome police detective, or my too-sexy-for-his-own-good teaching assistant.

After years of waiting patiently in the shadows, I've finally come to claim what is mine. And that prize is Viviana Valachi, the youngest daughter of the Valachi Don. She is timid and obedient, everything her father raised her to be. But there is a fire in those Valachi eyes that is matched only by her brother, whom I hold captive. Azrael is on the move. No place or person is safe, even those I keep in golden cages.

The ink isn't dry on the contract for my arranged marriage when my first and only love comes back to town. The Pits demand five souls, turning men into monsters. I know this, as it took away my humanity when I was forced to kill my best friend. I lost not only him, but his sister and my lover—who can never discover the truth of her brother's death. I swore before I snapped his neck that I would find out who runs the Pits and bring them to their knees.

I want to shake the hand of the person who gunned down my father. He was a rotten b*stard. It's just a pity I didn't get to take his life myself. Now, with my father gone, I am the new Don of the Scarpetta family. A don's murder requires retribution, though, and when I take my rightful place, the means presents itself. She's small, innocent, and kept locked away by her brother Cassidy. I'm all about force and brutality, and I like to take what is mine. But even I can't just snatch the Princess from the head of the Irish mafia.

Surviving Monday might be the biggest accomplishment of their lives. By 9:03 A.M. Monday, bank manager Indie Chase thinks her day can't get worse. She's dealt with spills, an ex-husband, and her preschooler on bank time. She's wrong, though. In a matter of moments, that day becomes the stuff of nightmares. Dax Reed is a reluctantly retired pro hockey player with a past he'd rather forget. He's well on his way to doing so, on his way to Hawaii for a well-deserved vacation, when everything goes to hell.

When I find my best friend's sister is a dancer in a gentlemen's club, I'm stunned. Despite anything between us being forbidden, I can't walk away. I've been obsessed with Shiloh since I was a kid, and I refuse to let her go now that I have her in my sights. So, I watch her. Every day, and every night. When I discover the deadly stalker hunting our small town is also watching her, my resolve is even stronger. Shiloh Brookings will be mine, no matter the cost.

I've been alone for a long time, and as an enforcer for the East Coast Irish, I'm okay with that—right up until the day I meet Emery "Cotton" Bishop. Emery is a girl with secrets in her eyes, and attraction sparks between us from the start. It's nothing I anticipated. It's nothing I wanted. And it's complicated by an unexpected new kill order from my boss—for Emery herself.

Since my return to sleepy Lucy Falls, circumstances have been hurtling me toward a conclusion I'm afraid to reach. When I misstep and let my brother's best friend get too close, a stalker leaves my reputation in shreds, my future in shambles, and the man I'm falling for in a crush of metal at the bottom of a cliff. And he's nowhere near finished. Now with every chilling message I receive, and more women gone missing, I can't help but wonder whether the only way to save them . . . the only way to win this twisted game of obsession . . . is to lose and become his next victim myself.

They say she is a mafia princess. But when Evie O'Hanlon's precious feet land on Irish soil, I realize everyone is wrong. She's not a princess but a Queen. A Queen I want to capture, play with, and then kill. You can't have competition, no matter how pretty the package is. And the package is very f*cking pretty—so much so that my plan to kill her weakens the closer I get. But my Queen isn't exactly innocent. She weaves her own dark and dangerous web for me, one she freely admits to.