by Ada Stone
She should have run when she had the chance.
Susanna was in over her head. She was too sweet for this world, too innocent.
A starry-eyed virgin in search of a grand romance.
If I were a good man, I would’ve left her alone.
But I’m not a good man. I’m a hitman.
So I took her. Made her mine. Marked her and claimed her.
But that should have been it. One night, and one night only.
I didn’t know that I’d get her pregnant.
That, after a single night of passion, she’d be carrying my child.
Then I find out her brother is my next target.
I’m torn between conflicting loyalties – a life in my hands and an ache in my heart.
Who do I sacrifice: the mother of my child or the man in my crosshairs?
I have to choose wisely. One misstep could destroy us both.
Wed to the Devil
She’s screaming, “Oh, God,” but I’m the exact opposite.
Rome
I’m a fighter, not a lover. I have as many scars as I do notches on my bedpost.
All I do is f**k and forget. But when I lay eyes on Olivia, I know that one time won’t be enough.
I make her scream until her throat is hoarse. I won’t rest until I own her very soul.
But when she’s put in danger, I decide to really claim her.
Now, she’s my wife…
…’til death do us part.
Olivia
Rome is danger incarnate: muscles rippling and tattoos covering his arms.
But when he tells me he’s going to marry me to keep me safe, I can’t resist.
He makes me want to do things I never thought I’d do.
He’s my seducer. My corrupter. My fallen angel.
I should know better, but I’ve got no other options.
Now the devil himself is my husband…
…as long as we both shall live.