The Sullivan Scoundrels Series by Ramani Rose

Monster. Criminal. Terrifying.Many come to mind, but only one word can illustrate the constant terror associated with the man of my nightmares.Cillian.My testimony put the Irish gangster behind bars—that was—until my ambitious father negotiated my hand in marriage for a sliver of the Irish organized crime scene.We shouldn't even be able to marry, but the laws have changed. Meaning a pure blooded Irishman can marry a Black girl like me.That's not even my biggest problem... moreMonster. Criminal. Terrifying.Many come to mind, but only one word can illustrate the constant terror associated with the man of my nightmares.Cillian.My testimony put the Irish gangster behind bars—that was—until my ambitious father negotiated my hand in marriage for a sliver of the Irish organized crime scene.We shouldn't even be able to marry, but the laws have changed. Meaning a pure blooded Irishman can marry a Black girl like me.That's not even my biggest problem. He doesn't know I'm the one who sealed his fate all those years ago. So I don't know what I should be afraid of more, the thought of him wanting to end me when he learns the truth, or...Me discovering that there's more to this impulsive mobster than meets the eye.Cillian is book one of the Sullivan Scoundrels, an alternative history/historical romance. If historical accuracy is important to you, this read you might want to skip. But if you like over-the-top, morally grey, dangerous heroes who will do anything for the women they love, you might just like what you see. less

They say women can't have it all. Maybe they're right. On the outside, I've got a beautiful life. But the truth is, I've got a stalker who pays me more attention than my him.Everything changes when I hit a fellow stranger with my car. Not only is the foul mouthed man a flipping psycho, it turns out he's to be my new nanny.This has to be a mistake... moreThey say women can't have it all. Maybe they're right. On the outside, I've got a beautiful life. But the truth is, I've got a stalker who pays me more attention than my him.Everything changes when I hit a fellow stranger with my car. Not only is the foul mouthed man a flipping psycho, it turns out he's to be my new nanny.This has to be a mistake. Not only is the wounded veteran crude, arrogant and about as stubborn as me—he's about as handsome as a man could get that he could make an angel weep with envy.He gets under my skin. Pushes all my buttons. And even then, I can't ignore how he looks at me. He might be ten years my junior, but he is all red blooded male. If I don't stop myself, the line between licit and forbidden will begin to blur.Following my heart—following my lust—could cause nothing short of a scandal. Because one man I can't get to look my way. One won't stop looking at me. Which makes me torn between my vows and uncontrollable desire.Only thing standing in my way is...my husband. Paddy is book two of the Sullivan Scoundrels, an alternative history/historical romance. If historical accuracy is important to you, this read you might want to skip. But if you like a feisty heroine, an alpha-hole hero bodyguard posing as a nanny who would do anything to protect her, you might enjoy this taboo/forbidden romance! less

Starting your life over as a single mother wasn't easy, but being back in Boston, the last person's face I thought I'd see was his...Bellamy "Hangman" Sullivan. The irresistible, smooth-talking Irishman who'd stolen my heart, claimed my innocence, and in the end left me broken, alone and pregnant.My mama warned me not to mess with that white boy. Said a big, dark-skinned girl like me would never be able to keep the wickedly dangerous gangster interested for more than a lay... moreStarting your life over as a single mother wasn't easy, but being back in Boston, the last person's face I thought I'd see was his...Bellamy "Hangman" Sullivan. The irresistible, smooth-talking Irishman who'd stolen my heart, claimed my innocence, and in the end left me broken, alone and pregnant.My mama warned me not to mess with that white boy. Said a big, dark-skinned girl like me would never be able to keep the wickedly dangerous gangster interested for more than a lay. But once he discovers he fathered my seven year old secret, Bellamy's taking what's his. He'll provide for me, but it'll come at a price. My body.His to punish. His to corrupt. His to ruin. Whenever he wants me.I thought my feelings for him were behind me. But one touch from the only man who'd learned all my curves, and again my world was set on fire. Only this time, I was more than willing to let the flames burn… Bellamy is book three of the Sullivan Scoundrels, an alternative history/historical romance that's heavy on the Aida vibes. If historical accuracy is important to you, this read you might want to skip. But if you've been waiting for this obsessed-with-his-first-love, curve loving playboy, the wait is over! less