Lilian Harris

Dinara Marinova. She was my desire. My addiction. My downfall. We burned hot, a dangerous inferno that consumed us both. Then I uncovered who her family was, something I couldn’t accept, and I walked away, shattering us both.

I had no idea Fionn Quinn was an enforcer for the Irish Mob. Not when he saved me from my ex, and certainly not when we had our night together. I never gave him my name, and didn't know his either. We come from different worlds. I'd have nothing to offer a wealthy man like that.

Callous and cruel, he’s a DEVIL in every sense of the word. And now, my new HUSBAND.

Eriu Quinn is off-limits. Too young. Too innocent. And far too forbidden. Her father is the head of the Irish Mob. And I'm just her bodyguard tasked to keep her safe. She's my job, but she's also a maddening temptation. One I need to stay away from.

She’s the devil's daughter, but once, she was my only friend. Everything changed 15 years ago when her father killed mine. When she betrayed me. And every day since, all I’ve thought about is vengeance. Brutal, twisted revenge....

I never wanted a wife. No one is safe with me. No one is good enough for my daughter. But if I want to rule over the wealthiest crime family in New York City, I only have two weeks to find one.

When Nicolette was 17, she kissed me. And I did the only thing I could do—I pushed her away, even when it was the last thing I wanted. I’m the son of a crime boss. Too old for her—and much too dangerous. I only married her sister because I had to, not because I loved her....

I'm a hunter, destroying the evil that roams these streets. That's always been my focus. Then, I saw her. My newest obsession. My deadliest sin. One look into her eyes, and I knew we were the same.

I hate everything about him. I hate his smile. I hate his laugh, and most of all, I hate how he makes me feel—so completely alive with every forbidden kiss. Gio is the son of the Italian Mafia and I’m an Irish Mob princess. An assassin who swore her life to the cause....

I was loved by two men—one was my husband and the other was his best friend. I was only in love with one. Then he forgot I existed. Hudson Mackay was the only man I ever wanted. The man I married. The man who promised to love me "'til death do us part."