Havoc
It’s amazing what you’re capable of when you have nothing to lose…
Collateral damage.
That’s what my family was—collateral damage in a mafia war.
They were my whole life. But I’ve found something else to live for.
Vengeance.
I was a wife. A daughter.
Now I’m Havoc.
Every last one of the bastards responsible will die. No one can stop me.
Not even him.
Nico Romano, Don of the Italian mafia, is a complication I don’t need.
He’s too much like the monsters I hunt—savage, ruthless, cold. An enemy. I shouldn’t want him.
But I do.
Falling for him might cost me my shot at revenge and the only thing of value I have left.
My soul.
Too bad I’m starting to think he might be worth it…
Inferno
Trust no one.
Growing up in a mafia family taught me that. But once I was out, I never thought a fellow cop would turn me over to criminals.
I was wrong.
The cartel held me captive and tortured me until I was sure I’d die in that basement.
Then an angel saved me.
Too bad she was the cartel leader’s widow—and my brother had just killed her husband.
She was glad he was dead and so was I, but that didn’t mean she was ready to be mine…
When she came to me for help with rescuing her kidnapped son, I knew what I had to do. See, I’m the only one who can help.
Now, I have a choice to make. I can either do things the legal way, or the brutal way.
But more importantly, can I convince her that she already belongs to me?
One thing is for certain…I’ll burn this city to the ground to find him and claim her…
Deviant
I was a cop. Now I’m something much more dangerous…
I lived my life to the letter of the law. But that was before.
These days, I’m a criminal. A vigilante with ties to the mafia.
I can still do what’s right for my city, though. The honorable thing. Because what could be more honorable than taking down human traffickers?
Going into the Irish mob undercover was part of the plan. Meeting her was not.
Reagan O’Beirne is strong, sexy, and in control. She doesn’t ever surrender…unless it’s in my bed.
She’s perfect.
Except she’s also the right hand (and daughter) of the enemy. A real-life mafia princess.
There’s no denying our chemistry, but we’re both lying. To each other, and to ourselves.
When all the truths are spilled, can Reagan and I find a way to stay together? Or are Deviant hearts like ours better off alone?
Malice
Murder always comes with a price.
Whether or not it’s worth it depends on who you kill.
When someone’s hunting my family, I shoot first and don’t bother worrying about the fallout.
But I didn’t know how far the repercussions of one death would go. How his ghost would haunt me even now, stalking me from the shadows… except ghosts can’t steal you away.
They can’t make your skin ignite with their touch.
They can’t torture you with their tongue.
They can’t make you question everything.
The scariest part is I know I need to run. To escape the madman before he takes his revenge.
But I fear it’s already too late. I’m trapped with my ghost, more alive than I’ve ever been.
He’s not who I think he is, and the only thing he wants is me—dead.
All I can do is hope for him to show me mercy…
If he has any…