Do you crave dangerous Bratva men, filthy chemistry, and fast-paced mafia romances that hit harder than anything youāve read before?
Then step into the world of the Bykov brothers ā
ruthless Russian kingpins of New Yorkās Empire Underworld.
This isnāt the slow-burn mafia romance youāre used to.
These novellas are short, brutal, addictive, and built to be devoured in a single sitting.
Every book drops you straight into the danger, straight into the filth, straight into the obsession.
This mafia romance collection delivers:
š„ Possessive, obsessive, morally gray Russian antiheroes
š„ Sweet, strong heroines who break them open
š„ Forbidden heat, arranged marriages, & enemies-to-lovers
š„ High-octane plots that move fast
š„ Filthy scenes + guaranteed HEAs
š„ 4 short, explosive, pulse-pounding stories
The Bykov Bratva donāt chase love.
They conquer it.
š INSIDE THE BOXSET:
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TASTE OF SHADOWS ā Alexeiās POV
I walk into a bakery on business, and walk out ruined.
Emily is light, warmth, sweetness ā everything a man like me shouldnāt touch.
But the moment I see her, something feral wakes up inside me.
I try to pull away.
I canāt.
She smells like sugar.
I taste like sin.
And the second she flinches at the danger around her, I know the truth:
Iāll kill for her before I ever let anyone else near her.
GAME OF SHADOWSĀ
Anna Carrera is a detective who wants my head on a platter ā
and the only place I want her is beneath me, breathless and angry and mine.
Every time she comes at me with accusations, I get harder.
Every time she gets too close, I get filthier.
She thinks she can take me down.
She doesnāt understand sheās already fallen.
ALLIANCE OF SHADOWSĀ
I donāt want a wife.
I want freedom.
But in the Bratva, wanting doesnāt matter ā only power does.
Sheās forced into this marriage same as me, but the moment I look at herā¦
fuck.
I start imagining all the ways I could ruin her.
She thinks she can survive me with her spine straight and her chin high.
Cute.
By the end of the first night, sheās shaking ā
not because she fears meā¦
but because she finally understands:
I donāt take a bride.
I claim one.
MARRIAGE OF SHADOWSĀ
This is where I speak for myself.
My marriage is fake.
My desire for her is not.
Iām cold, calculating, and I donāt bend ā not for brothers, not for enemies, not for fate.
But the woman they tie to my side?
Sheās a weapon dressed in softness.
A test I intend to fail.
I want her.
I shouldnāt.
I take her anyway.
And once sheās in my bed, trembling and trying to hate me, I know one thing:
Iām never letting her go.
Not even if it starts a war.
āDonāt just read about us⦠come get ruined by us.ā
Four brothers. Four sins.
One night youāll never forget.
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