My trip to Mexico for my cousin’s wedding was only supposed to be a few days of obligation and oceanside. I wasn’t expecting Luke. Wasn’t expecting the hot hockey player, with the smirks and the tattoos, who kept bumping into me. And I certainly wasn’t expecting to spend a night on the beach, under the stars, underneath him. It was magical, but I thought it would end there. Instead, we exchanged numbers and stayed in touch. So when Luke invited me to watch him play in Vegas, I went. And it was great. Until we woke up the next morning and found the wedding certificate in my pocket. Turns out that dance party we snuck into was actually a group wedding ceremony. And now we’re married. Which is bad. Because I think our wedding was actually our first date. And if my dad finds out, he’ll cut me out of the family business. So when footage leaks of Luke and me hot and heavy in an elevator, I have to make up a new plan to save my reputation and career. Now, all I need is for Luke Anders to act like he’s madly in love with me. Should be easy. Right?

He’s the ruthless President of the Devil’s Crown MC. She’s the one woman he was never meant to have.When King walked into the bar Lena worked at, he didn’t expect to find her cornered by enemy bikers. He saved her that night and he never forgot the fire in her eyes.Lena was supposed to be off-limits. Too young, too sweet for a man who built his empire with blood and steel. But the second she looked at him, she was already his.King doesn’t play nice. He doesn’t ask permission. When enemies come for her again and try take what’s his, he’ll burn their whole world down to bring Lena back.She should hate him. Fear him. Run from the monster everyone whispers about. Instead, Lena sees the man beneath the scars … the man who’d tear apart the world just to keep her safe.Now she’s not just the woman he rescued. She’s his obsession. His weakness. His everything.

He’s the ruthless President of the Devil’s Crown MC. She’s the one woman he was never meant to have.When King walked into the bar Lena worked at, he didn’t expect to find her cornered by enemy bikers. He saved her that night and he never forgot the fire in her eyes.Lena was supposed to be off-limits. Too young, too sweet for a man who built his empire with blood and steel. But the second she looked at him, she was already his.King doesn’t play nice. He doesn’t ask permission. When enemies come for her again and try take what’s his, he’ll burn their whole world down to bring Lena back.She should hate him. Fear him. Run from the monster everyone whispers about. Instead, Lena sees the man beneath the scars … the man who’d tear apart the world just to keep her safe.Now she’s not just the woman he rescued. She’s his obsession. His weakness. His everything.

I’m so sick of watching the world spin by. Of letting people think I’m plain and boring, too afraid to just be myself. Then I see him. John. He’s strength and fury, and unapologetic. He’s everything I want. And everything I wish I was. He won’t want me, but that doesn’t matter. The sight of him is all the inspiration I need to finally shatter this glass house I’ve built around myself. Only he does want me. And when our worlds collide, details we can’t see become tangled, twisting together, ensnaring us in an invisible trap. When it all goes wrong, I don’t know if I’ll be able to break free of the chains binding us, or if I’ll suffocate in the process.

Dmitriy Fedulov was known as the ghost devil. He was who the head of the Gnesin Bratva sent when they wanted to annihilate. He killed all enemies, and he did so without remorse. Until her. Anastasia Babkin defied her family and refused to marry a cruel man. As punishment, she was thrown out, forced to live on her own, far away from the Bratva. She knew the risks. It was why she stayed all alone. When Dmitriy was sent, he didn’t kill her. Instead, he kept her safe. He felt nothing for no one, until he met Anastasia. She was unlike other women. She was different, and he couldn’t bring himself to kill her. The orders from Gnesin didn’t sit well with Dmitriy. When he demands a meeting, and it goes silent, he knows something is wrong. When the enemy comes hunting him down, it's only a matter of time before the Bratva falls. Anastasia doesn’t know who ordered the kill on her family. She has fallen in love with her savior. But, will they be able to survive? Is the leader of the Bratva still alive? Will he let them live? Or is it just one big betrayal?

Dmitriy Fedulov was known as the ghost devil. He was who the head of the Gnesin Bratva sent when they wanted to annihilate. He killed all enemies, and he did so without remorse. Until her. Anastasia Babkin defied her family and refused to marry a cruel man. As punishment, she was thrown out, forced to live on her own, far away from the Bratva. She knew the risks. It was why she stayed all alone. When Dmitriy was sent, he didn’t kill her. Instead, he kept her safe. He felt nothing for no one, until he met Anastasia. She was unlike other women. She was different, and he couldn’t bring himself to kill her. The orders from Gnesin didn’t sit well with Dmitriy. When he demands a meeting, and it goes silent, he knows something is wrong. When the enemy comes hunting him down, it's only a matter of time before the Bratva falls. Anastasia doesn’t know who ordered the kill on her family. She has fallen in love with her savior. But, will they be able to survive? Is the leader of the Bratva still alive? Will he let them live? Or is it just one big betrayal?

I’m so sick of watching the world spin by. Of letting people think I’m plain and boring, too afraid to just be myself. Then I see him. John. He’s strength and fury, and unapologetic. He’s everything I want. And everything I wish I was. He won’t want me, but that doesn’t matter. The sight of him is all the inspiration I need to finally shatter this glass house I’ve built around myself. Only he does want me. And when our worlds collide, details we can’t see become tangled, twisting together, ensnaring us in an invisible trap. When it all goes wrong, I don’t know if I’ll be able to break free of the chains binding us, or if I’ll suffocate in the process.

My trip to Mexico for my cousin’s wedding was only supposed to be a few days of obligation and oceanside. I wasn’t expecting Luke. Wasn’t expecting the hot hockey player, with the smirks and the tattoos, who kept bumping into me. And I certainly wasn’t expecting to spend a night on the beach, under the stars, underneath him. It was magical, but I thought it would end there. Instead, we exchanged numbers and stayed in touch. So when Luke invited me to watch him play in Vegas, I went. And it was great. Until we woke up the next morning and found the wedding certificate in my pocket. Turns out that dance party we snuck into was actually a group wedding ceremony. And now we’re married. Which is bad. Because I think our wedding was actually our first date. And if my dad finds out, he’ll cut me out of the family business. So when footage leaks of Luke and me hot and heavy in an elevator, I have to make up a new plan to save my reputation and career. Now, all I need is for Luke Anders to act like he’s madly in love with me. Should be easy. Right?

Mother-freaking hockey players. My friends found their happily-ever-afters with a couple of sweet, doting, over-the-top, in-love athletes. They got nicknames like Kitten and Sugar. But me? I got stuck with a dickhead who riles me up on purpose and calls me Banshee. Yeah, he might have a voice made explicitly for wet dreams. And he might have a body and face carved by the gods. And he might have a level of Alpha-hole that gets me all hot and bothered... But when he presses my buttons, he presses ALL of my buttons. And I’m not the type of girl who takes things sitting down. I mean, I only got caught on my knees that one time. In the museum. But when my decisions get one of my friends hurt… I can’t stop blaming myself. And him. Except he can’t take a hint. And I can’t keep my panties on.