The Shadows of Cosa Nostra Chronicles Series by Sophia Raz

He should have married my sister, but he picked me. Didn’t he know I didn’t want to be tied to a made man?DariaIn the blink of an eye, I was standing in a white dress with a ring on my hand that bound me to him. He made a mistake because I never wanted a man—especially one like him. One who would own me, rule me and degrade me like the gum beneath his shoes. For this alone I would never give him my heart. The only thing that was mine.LorenzoI saw her, and I chose her... moreHe should have married my sister, but he picked me. Didn’t he know I didn’t want to be tied to a made man?DariaIn the blink of an eye, I was standing in a white dress with a ring on my hand that bound me to him. He made a mistake because I never wanted a man—especially one like him. One who would own me, rule me and degrade me like the gum beneath his shoes. For this alone I would never give him my heart. The only thing that was mine.LorenzoI saw her, and I chose her. I had my reasons, but desire underscored them. She didn’t want to be owned by me. The funny thing was she thought it was a choice. She should have known it wasn’t. For either one of us.All Daria could do was wait in trepidation till he let her down. All the men in her life were the same. Would Lorenzo be the one to break the mold?Princess of the Mafia, the standalone second book in The Shadows of Cosa Nostra Chronicles is a Mafia, forced marriage, enemies to lovers, age gap romance featuring a possessive don from New York and his innocent Sicilian wife. While this spicy, dark mafia romance promises a HEA, readers may find some themes concerning. Use the preview feature for details. less

He saw me and demanded I be his. The thing was, he couldn’t know I was running away from a monster. I was never mine to be his.AhanaI was Indian. He was Italian. He was the don, and smoke and fire his destiny. I was just a girl, a nobody in the world of men. He saw me as a riddle he couldn’t solve. An enigma his inferno couldn’t burn. To him, demanding my surrender was his right. To me, the truth was mine to conceal. My dark burdens were mine to resolve, not his to destroy... moreHe saw me and demanded I be his. The thing was, he couldn’t know I was running away from a monster. I was never mine to be his.AhanaI was Indian. He was Italian. He was the don, and smoke and fire his destiny. I was just a girl, a nobody in the world of men. He saw me as a riddle he couldn’t solve. An enigma his inferno couldn’t burn. To him, demanding my surrender was his right. To me, the truth was mine to conceal. My dark burdens were mine to resolve, not his to destroy. Even if it meant sacrificing my heart to walk the righteous path I was bound to.VitaleShe was made to be mine. I didn’t have to touch her to know she would fit me like a glove. It didn’t matter that she wasn’t right for me or that she came to me consumed by secrets. I’d seek them all out to have her be mine. Even if it meant defying the archaic traditions I was bound to.Will Vitale find her secrets in time? Will Ahana choose the life she was born into or the one her heart craves?Runaway in the Mafia, the standalone third book in The Shadows of Cosa Nostra Chronicles, is a Mafia, forbidden love, enemies to lovers, interracial romance featuring an obsessed, possessive don and a selfless Indian runaway girl. While this spicy, dark mafia romance promises a HEA, readers may find some themes concerning. Use the preview feature for details. less