Claire Marta

My name is Mavi StClair. I'm a monster with a pretty face. An assassin in trade. Guilt, remorse, it's never touched me. I'm as cold as they come and just as professional. Dealing death has always come easily, and I inflict it with ease. It fuels and feeds the twisted darkness inside me. My downfall begins with a single night of untamed passion leaving me hungering for more of him. One wicked soul recognizing another. Now he owns me. The lines of what I know are blurred. I'm playing his game. A pawn, eternally tangled in a web of secrets and lies. He won't let me go. Taking pleasure in my fall from grace. Question is, can I save myself before I'm damned completely?

The Devil You Know

Angel Myers

Wooooooow! Brutal, erotic, and so very, very dark

I don't typically read anything so dark, but this story was amazing! I spent most of the book screaming internally and so was not ready for it to end when it did. I have to know more, I have to know what happens next for Mavi. I will say, some of the scenes in this book could be too intense for some readers as they are quite explicit and not all rainbows and sunshine of you get my drift, so consider carefully if you're up for reading this one. That said, I loved it! Definite must-read if you are into the much darker side of the paranormal romance.

Claire St. Rose

This is book 3 and the finale of the Broken by the Mob Boss romance series! I knew he’d break me from the second I saw him. One drink too many sent me tumbling into the wrong man’s arms. Cliff Aurello is a bad boy, a mafioso, a savage killer. And now, he’s got his bloodstained fingers wrapped around my heart. Liana It was my fault from the start. I should have never let a mafia monster like Cliff into my life. Because the second I did, he turned my safe haven into a war zone. I had every reason not to trust him. But when he pinned me to the wall, hand pressed against my throat… When his breath, hot against my skin, said filthy things that made my heart race… It was impossible to tell him no. I can’t fight it. Can only submit every time he reminds me… I belong to him. Cliff I brought hell to her doorstep. She didn’t need my past or my problems. But after I got a taste of her, nothing would be the same. I owned her. Made her my possession and the center of my life. Now, a lunatic wants us dead. Down in the ground, six feet deep. I’ll take his life before he can take what’s mine. No one is taking her from me. Not now. Not ever.

The Devil You Know

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