Danielle Lori

   She's a romantic at heart, living in the most unromantic of worlds . . . Nicknamed Sweet Abelli for her docile nature, Elena smiles on cue and has a charming response for everything. She's the favored daughter, the perfect mafia principessa . . . or was. Now, all she can see in the mirror's reflection is blood staining her hands like crimson paint. They say first impressions are everything . . . In the murky waters of New York's underworld, Elena's sister is arranged to marry Nicolas Russo. A Made Man, a boss, a cheat-even measured against mafia standards. His reputation stretches far and wide and is darker than his black suits and ties. After his and Elena's first encounter ends with an accidental glare on her part, she realizes he's just as rude as he is handsome. She doesn't like the man or anything he stands for, though that doesn't stop her heart from pattering like rain against glass when he's near, nor the shiver that ghosts down her spine at the sound of his voice. And he's always near. Telling her what to do. Making her feel hotter than any future brother-in-law should. Elena may be the Sweet Abelli on the outside, but she's beginning to learn she has a taste for the darkness, for rough hands, cigarettes, and whiskey-colored eyes. Having already escaped one scandal, however, she can hardly afford to be swept up in another. Besides, even if he were hers, everyone knows you don't fall in love with a Made Man . . . right? This is a standalone forbidden romance.

Made, #1

The Sweetest Oblivion

She fears the dark.He rules it.Her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall. She laughs too loudly, eats without decorum, and mixes up most sayings in the book. Little do most know it's just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time.Nobody can crack Gianna's facade . . . no one anyway, until he comes along.Most see a paragon of morality; a special agent upholding the law. In the New York underworld, others know him as a hustler, a killer, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest. Christian Allister has always followed the life plan he'd envisioned in his youth, beneath the harsh lights of a frigid, damp cell. With a proclivity for order and the number three, he's never been tempted to veer off course. But perhaps one should never say never . . .One winter night and their lives intertwine. She hates him--his stone-cold demeanor, his arrogance and too-perceptive eye--but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other's looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him.Nowhere in Christian's plans had he ever prepared for Gianna. She's chaos embodied, not his type, and married, but none of that can stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes.All along, she doesn't even know that she's his--his frustration, his fascination.His maddest obsession.*Can be read as a standalone

The Maddest Obsession

   A fortune teller once told Mila she'd find a man who would take her breath away. She refrained from telling her it would be literally while Mila ran for her life.Having always done what is expected of her, Mila dresses the part, only dates college boys with exemplary backgrounds, and doesn't ask questions. Not about her papa's absences or his refusal to let her set foot in her birthplace-Russia.Suffocated by the rules and unanswered questions, Mila does what she's always wanted to. She boards a plane to Moscow.She never expected to fall for a man on the way. One with unexplained wealth, tattoos on his hands, and secrets in his eyes. But it doesn't take long for his caress to become a rough grasp muffling her screams.Revenge is a dish best served cold. Unfortunately, a Russian winter is the coldest of them all, and Mila soon learns the only way to escape intact is to do the impossible and thaw her captor's heart.

Made, #3

The Darkest Temptation

The Purest Addiction

My Dear Husband

NOTE: This is a special edition cover. The content is the same as the original work. She fears the dark. He rules it. Her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall. She laughs too loudly, eats without decorum, and mixes up most sayings in the book. Little do most know it's just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time. Nobody can crack Gianna's facade . . . no one anyway, until he comes along. Most see a paragon of morality; a special agent upholding the law. In the New York underworld, others know him as a hustler, a killer, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest. Christian Allister has always followed the life plan he'd envisioned in his youth, beneath the harsh lights of a frigid, damp cell. With a proclivity for order and the number three, he's never been tempted to veer off course. But perhaps one should never say never . . . One winter night and their lives intertwine. She hates him-his stone-cold demeanor, his arrogance and too-perceptive eye-but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other's looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him. Nowhere in Christian's plans had he ever prepared for Gianna. She's chaos embodied, not his type, and married, but none of that can stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes. All along, she doesn't even know that she's his-his frustration, his fascination. His maddest obsession.

Special Print Edition

I was a simple farm girl living in the magical land, Alyria, where men ruled and women only existed. Call me sheltered. Call me naive. I was probably both. I never expected to be the key to Alyria's destruction. The journey I was on wasn't only one to save me. But one where I had a lot of learning to do. With men. With magic. And with myself. But I wasn't alone. I had an escort. One I wasn't so sure about. But one I couldn't afford to lose and one I wasn't so sure I could even leave. I had many hopes. But the most important one was that my name wouldn't become my fate.

A Girl Named Calamity

My once upon a time didn't end with happily ever after-but with blood-stained hands and cold blue eyes. The story of my life had been laid beneath my feet since childhood, but until death, I'd never known that road was paved with stones called lies. In this city of sun and heat, cloaked in dark, both inside and out, I became somebody other than Farm Girl. There was no assassin behind my back. No, my shackles were just as tight but came in a different form. Like Death's icy fingers running down my spine, the ones that had gripped me for months, my past haunted my present in the guise of nostalgia. My old chains still left marks on my skin, their owner's gaze following behind. But he didn't know I lived. He didn't know I was so close, that I heard his name spoken every day. That I still hated him. Until my hate started tasting suspiciously different. One mistake and everything I'd created unraveled. A liar. Corruptor. He stood in front of me now. The air was heavy with expectation, tense with the possibilities of how this would unfold, of what he would do. But there was always two sides to every story, and maybe in this version, the corruptor wasn't him, but me.

A Girl in Black and White

roman

Not a saint

The maddest obsession

NOTE: This is a special edition cover. The content is the same as the original work. A fortune teller once told Mila she'd find a man who would take her breath away. She refrained from telling her it would be literally while Mila ran for her life. Having always done what is expected of her, Mila dresses the part, only dates college boys with exemplary backgrounds, and doesn't ask questions. Not about her papa's absences or his refusal to let her set foot in her birthplace--Russia. Suffocated by the rules and unanswered questions, Mila does what she's always wanted to. She boards a plane to Moscow. She never expected to fall for a man on the way. One with unexplained wealth, tattoos on his hands, and secrets in his eyes. But it doesn't take long for his caress to become a rough grasp muffling her screams. Revenge is a dish best served cold. Unfortunately, a Russian winter is the coldest of them all, and Mila soon learns the only way to escape intact is to do the impossible and thaw her captor's heart.

A Girl with a Tragic Ever After

Soprannominata la Dolce Abelli per la sua natura docile, Elena sorride ogni volta che è necessario e sa sempre dare le risposte giuste. È la figlia preferita, la perfetta principessa della mafia o… almeno, lo era. Ora, tutto quello che vede nel riflesso allo specchio è il sangue che le macchia le mani come vernice rossa. Nelle torbide acque della malavita di New York, la sorella di Elena è promessa in sposa a Nicolas Russo. Un uomo d’onore, un boss.… anche se è considerato un imbroglione rispetto agli standard della mafia. Dopo che il loro primo incontro si conclude in modo imprevisto, Elena si rende conto che Nico è tanto scortese quanto è bello. Nico non le piace, come non le piace ciò che rappresenta. Questo, però, non impedisce al suo cuore di battere con una forza mai provata prima quando lui è vicino. E lui è sempre vicino: le dice cosa fare e cosa provare, rivestendo un ruolo che un cognato non dovrebbe assumere. Elena, che è già sfuggita a uno scandalo, comincia a chiedersi cosa può fare per evitare le attenzioni di Nico, anche perché sa molto bene che non si può davvero amare un uomo d’onore… giusto?

Il mio dolce oblio

"A fortune teller once told Mila she'd find a man who would take her breath away. She refrained from telling her it would be literally while Mila ran for her life. Having always done what is expected of her, Mila dresses the part, only dates college boys with exemplary backgrounds, and does not ask questions. Not about her papa's absences or his refusal to let her set foot in her birthplace--Russia. Suffocated by the rules and unanswered questions, Mila does what she's always wanted to. She boards a plane to Moscow. She never expected to fall for a man on the way. One with unexplained wealth, tattoos on his hands, and secrets in his eyes. But it does not take long for his caress to become a rough grasp muffling her screams. Revenge is a dish best served cold. Unfortunately, a Russian winter is the coldest of them all, and Mila soon learns the only way to escape intact is to do the impossible and thaw her captor's heart." --

Danielle Lori

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