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DYNASTY
A Mafia Collection
Dynasty: A Mafia Collection
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First Print Edition: April 2020
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ISBN-13: 978-1-64034-833-2
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Table of Contents
Blood and Lies
By Bella J.
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Brick
By Jen Davis
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Epilogue
The Italian Kitten Meets the Russian Wolf
By Grace Reagal
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Playing Jasper
By Ginger Ring
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Russian Tattoo's: Obsession
By Kat Shehata
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
The Bosses Daughter
By Jennifer Bates
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
The Mafia and His Obsession 1
By Lylah James
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
BLOOD AND LIES
An Unapologetically Twisted Romance Novel ~ Book 1
BY BELLA J
***Trigger Warning***
Blood and Lies is unlike any other novel I’ve written, but these characters have been in my head for so long, and they just wouldn’t shut up. So I had no other choice but to tell their story, and it ended up being my best writing experience.
Please be aware that this novel contains scenes of public humiliation, abuse, and sexual situations that may be triggers and make some readers uncomfortable.
This novel is dark, it’s twisted, and I understand that it’s not for everyone.
Prologue
Castello
Two caskets. Two painful reminders that we would never know peace again. As I watched my brother and father slowly being lowered into the ground, I knew a war had begun.
My family thought we’d been at war for years, fighting to rule the streets of our city. The battles that had been fought in the past would be nothing compared to what lay ahead. Everything had shifted, and nothing would ever be the same again. Our family would never be the same again.
I would never be the same again.
I glanced at my mother standing to my right, which was another huge change for us—for me. It used to be Carlo who stood to my right. No matter where we were or who we were with, I would always be on Carlo’s left. Why? Because his rank demanded it. As the Underboss, the next in line to be head of the family, Carlo would always stand to the left of our father. This way everyone would see who my father’s successor was and show him the level of respect his rank earned him.
To Carlo’s left would be me, and to my left it would be my younger brother, Vico. Our positions gave a clear indication to the succession of the family.
But from today, it would all change.
Here I was, standing to the left of my mother, the place where my father stood for over thirty years. A man’s wife who he loved and respected always stood to his right. With a small step behind him, she would show her submission to her husband.
Today my mother showed her approval of me being the new leader of the family by standing just a tiny step behind me.
I hated it.
I didn’t deserve it.
I didn’t deserve her approval or anyone’s respect, because I didn’t want the burdens that came with it. But I had no choice. This was my new place.
My mother wiped away a tear. I thought about placing my arm around her, but how did you console someone when you had so much grief of your own?
Our family had been torn apart, and it was up to me to put it all back together. My life was no longer my own, as I held the future of everyone who once served my father in the palm of my hand. Too many depended on me, so the luxury of living a free life was no longer mine.
Beneath the black veil that hung over my mother’s face, she looked up at me as the priest said his last Amen.
“Promise me, Castello.”
She didn’t have to say it out loud. I already knew what she wanted me to promise her, what she needed—and expected—from me.
“I promise, Madre.”
She nodded before turning around and walking back to the car. I couldn’t leave yet, so I stayed behind and once again stared at the two open graves in front of me. My father’s heart was too weak to handle the news of Carlo’s death, which was why we were burying two Fattore men today. What no one knew was that there should have been three open graves. I died alongside my brother that fateful night…and now I would suffer in Hell for the rest of my days.
Chapter 1
Castello
Seven Months Later
She had no idea what was going on. The drug that still lingered in her veins had her disorientated, and I was pretty sure her vision had been affected too. Blonde hair stuck to her face, sweat beading on her skin while she shuddered as chills wracked through her body. I kept watching as she tossed and turned on the bed, scrunching up the old, dirty sheets beneath her while she cried and mumbled words that made absolutely no sense. Lines formed just above her eyebrows as she squeezed her eyes shut. Clearly, she was in pain, but I didn’t care. I didn’t give a flying fuck that her face was contorted with agony. In fact, I relished her pain. It soothed the darkness inside me. It silenced the monster as I continued to stare at her, witnessing as she slowly started to resurface to reality—her new reality.
I’d waited months for what was about to happen. I’d dreamed about the moment when she would realize she no longer lived but only existed. Soon she would discover there were worse things to fear than death and that eternity in Hell would be a far lesser punishment than what had now become her world. Her world now only consisted of one thing…me.
Tatum Linscott would never know peace again. This all would be her payment, her atonement for what she had done, for what she had taken from me and my family. I planned to break her, then mend her, and then break her again.
The scary part—I would enjoy every fucking moment.
“Everything is going according to plan, brother.”
I looked up from the monitor as Vico took a seat next to me. I didn’t say anything as I turned back to watch the woman on the screen.
“They don’t know she’s missing yet,” Vico continued. “Her parents usually check in with a phone call every second night at ’round about eight.” He leaned back in his chair. “They won’t call before tomorrow night, and the fact that she won’t answer won’t raise any suspicion just yet since she’s been missing a lot of phone calls lately. It’s not unusual for her to not be at her apartment when they call. Apparently, she’s been quite the party girl the last few months.”
I sat up and placed my elbows on the table, my hands clasped under my chin. “Does your associate have what we need?”
“He does. He will deliver the package within the hour.”
“Good. The drug is starting to wear off, and we need it by the time she wakes up.”
“We’ll have it in time.” Vico turned to the monitor and sighed. “Of all the women in the world, he had to choose the one who in the end destroyed him.”
There was the slightest hint of anger in his voice. I understood the reason for his anger. He had every right to be. Our family had been broken because of this woman and the choices that had been made because of her.
“It’s something we’ll never understand, Vico. But we will punish those who have wronged our family. I will make
sure of that.”
Vico placed his hand on my shoulder. “I know, brother. I have no doubt that you will do right by our family. Revenge is within our grasp, Castello. I can practically taste it.”
I turned my head to glance at him and nodded. There was no doubt in my mind that I would get the revenge I promised my mother. The day I watched them lower my brother and father into the ground was the day I vowed to avenge their deaths, no matter the cost.
“Let me know the second it arrives.”
Vico got up from his seat. “I will.” Then he walked out of the room.
I continued to watch her, the anger simmering inside me. The road to my family’s pain and the hunger for revenge had been paved with images of this woman’s face. It all started with her, and it would all end with her. I would make sure of it.
Her eyes started to flick open and shut. She groaned, clutching her stomach, and I knew she was about to throw up.
“Fuck.” I jumped up, pressed the red button against the wall, and the steel door unlocked. Within seconds, I was next to her, grabbing her shoulder and pulling her onto her side. No way was she about to get out of this that easily, by choking to death on her own vomit.
Violent jerks caused her back to hunch forward as her body expelled bile and fuck knew what else from her stomach.
“Jesus.” My two-thousand-dollar suit was covered in vomit, ruined.
Vico came storming in. “What the hell is going on?”
“I don’t fucking know. How much did you give her?”
“The regular dose.”
Suddenly a bout of projectile vomit erupted from her mouth. “You fucking sure?”
Vico rushed to my side, panic written all over his goddamn face. “Yes, I’m fucking sure.”
I looked up at him as I continued to hold her body over the side of the bed. “Was she drunk when you took her?”
“Well, yeah. She was passed out when I found her. But I gave her the dose anyway to make sure she wouldn’t wake up before we got here.”
“Jesus Christ, Vico.”
“I’m sorry, man. I didn’t know she wasn’t supposed to be drunk.”
“Fuck.” I looked back at her, her face sickeningly pale. If she died now, our plan would be ruined. Then all these months of planning would have been for nothing.
“Go get Doc.”
Vico didn’t move.
“Vico, I said go get Doc.”
He jerked upright and rushed out of the room.
After another vomiting spell, her eyes started to roll back in her head, sweat trickling down her face and neck. Shit.
“Tatum. You do not get to die yet, do you understand me? Not yet. Tatum?” I grabbed her cheeks with both hands and lifted her face toward mine. “Tatum, wake up. Wake up, goddammit.”