Underworld Daddies Series by Lucky Moon

I should be terrified of the bratva Pakhan who kidnapped me. So why do I feel safer in his penthouse than I ever did in my father's home? I've spent twenty-three years disappearing in plain sight, playing the perfect politician's daughter while my father parades his corruption right in front of me. Then Alexei Volkov takes me. The bratva Pakhan says I'm collateral for my father's betrayal. That I belong to him now until debts are paid... moreI should be terrified of the bratva Pakhan who kidnapped me. So why do I feel safer in his penthouse than I ever did in my father's home? I've spent twenty-three years disappearing in plain sight, playing the perfect politician's daughter while my father parades his corruption right in front of me. Then Alexei Volkov takes me. The bratva Pakhan says I'm collateral for my father's betrayal. That I belong to him now until debts are paid. He locks me in his penthouse with rules to follow and consequences when I break them. Severe consequences. My father won't pay a penny to get me back. But Alexei sees me. Really sees me. And when he calls me a brat who needs discipline . . . when he promises to give me the structure I've been craving . . . I accidentally call him Daddy. And now this dangerous man wants to be exactly that—my Daddy. The one who'll enforce rules, deliver punishments, and take complete control. And God help me, I want him to. Bratva Daddy is a steamy mafia age gap romance, starring a neglected politician's daughter and the obsessed Pakhan who claims her. For readers who enjoy discipline and darkness. less

All I did was steal the wrong wallet. Now a Russian enforcer is keeping me locked in his penthouse. One pickpocket job. That's all it was supposed to be. But the mob boss whose wallet I lifted? He wants me dead—and my freaky mismatched eyes make me easy to find. So when Dmitry Volkov catches me hiding in his storage unit, I expect a bullet. Instead, this massive, scarred enforcer saves me from my attackers. Then he takes me home. Tells me I'm safe now. That he'll protect me... moreAll I did was steal the wrong wallet. Now a Russian enforcer is keeping me locked in his penthouse. One pickpocket job. That's all it was supposed to be. But the mob boss whose wallet I lifted? He wants me dead—and my freaky mismatched eyes make me easy to find. So when Dmitry Volkov catches me hiding in his storage unit, I expect a bullet. Instead, this massive, scarred enforcer saves me from my attackers. Then he takes me home. Tells me I'm safe now. That he'll protect me. But protection comes with rules. Structure. Punishments when I break them. And the way he looks at me—like I'm something precious he needs to fix. .. It hurts. I've survived on the streets for years. I don't need saving. So why does his rough voice calling me "little one" make me want to surrender everything? Enforcer Daddy is a steamy DDlg novel, starring a street-smart survivor and the ruthless protector who won't let her go. less

I should be terrified of the bratva Ice King I'm forced to marry. So why does his control feel like the first freedom I've ever known? I've spent twenty-six years as my father's captive genius—two PhDs and zero choices, a asset he'd auction to the highest bidder. Then a bombing forces a blood marriage between our bratva families. And Ivan Volkov volunteers to be my husband. The strategist they call heartless tells me I'm not his prisoner... moreI should be terrified of the bratva Ice King I'm forced to marry. So why does his control feel like the first freedom I've ever known? I've spent twenty-six years as my father's captive genius—two PhDs and zero choices, a asset he'd auction to the highest bidder. Then a bombing forces a blood marriage between our bratva families. And Ivan Volkov volunteers to be my husband. The strategist they call heartless tells me I'm not his prisoner. He notices when I chew my sleeves to self-soothe and recognizes what I've been hiding my entire life—that I need a Daddy's firm hand. My father will kill me if I don't consummate this marriage. But Ivan refuses to touch me until I'm ready. Until I choose him. And when he grounds me through my panic with a pulse-point rhythm . . . when he promises consequences for broken rules and rewards for being good . . . And God help me, I need him. Because when my father invokes ancient law to drag me back to hell, Ivan proves that bad men can be heroes, too. Bratva Bride is a steamy dark mafia arranged marriage romance, starring a captive genius and the obsessed strategist who claims her. For readers who enjoy possessive Daddy Doms and hard-won happily ever afters. less

I'm being sold at a criminal auction to pay my dead father's debts. Then a bratva boss kills three men to claim me. I've survived on my own for three years. Buried the soft, small parts of me that got the last man I loved killed. Stayed big, stayed alert, stayed armored. But when I step onto that auction stage, Nikolai Besharov looks at me like he sees everything. The photographic memory that makes me valuable. The shattered dancer's knee... moreI'm being sold at a criminal auction to pay my dead father's debts. Then a bratva boss kills three men to claim me. I've survived on my own for three years. Buried the soft, small parts of me that got the last man I loved killed. Stayed big, stayed alert, stayed armored. But when I step onto that auction stage, Nikolai Besharov looks at me like he sees everything. The photographic memory that makes me valuable. The shattered dancer's knee. The Little girl I've locked away so deep I thought she'd never surface again. He's cold. Calculated. A strategic mastermind who thinks seventeen moves ahead. So why does his voice go gentle when he calls me printsessa? He says I'm under his protection. That he'll keep me safe while I work off the debt. That being small doesn't make me weak—it makes me his. But the last time I let myself be vulnerable, someone died in my arms. Can I really trust a man who bought me at auction. .. with the softest parts of my heart? Nikolai is a steamy ddlg bratva romance, starring a guarded Little who's forgotten how to be soft and the Daddy Dom Pakhan who'll burn the world to keep her safe. This is designed as an entry point to the Underworld Daddies series. The novel is a standalone, and doesn't need knowledge of the Volkov Brothers books. less

I'm a ghost. A shadow doctor hiding in a Brighton Beach basement. Then a bleeding monster crashes through my door—and refuses to die. Konstantin Besharov is everything I should fear. Six-five, covered in scars and bratva tattoos, with eyes like winter and hands that have clearly ended lives. But those same hands go gentle after I stitch him back together. And the way he looks at me—like I'm something worth healing—makes my damaged heart do dangerous things. I've been running for six months... moreI'm a ghost. A shadow doctor hiding in a Brighton Beach basement. Then a bleeding monster crashes through my door—and refuses to die. Konstantin Besharov is everything I should fear. Six-five, covered in scars and bratva tattoos, with eyes like winter and hands that have clearly ended lives. But those same hands go gentle after I stitch him back together. And the way he looks at me—like I'm something worth healing—makes my damaged heart do dangerous things. I've been running for six months. Hiding from the man who destroyed my life. I don't do trust. I don't do feelings. But when assassins come for me, Konstantin becomes my monster. He kills for me. Bleeds for me. Pulls me into his world of danger and protection and whispered Russian promises. And when I finally let myself be soft? When I show him the little girl I hide inside? He doesn't run. He calls himself Daddy. And suddenly I'm not just safe—I'm his. Konstantin is a steamy medical bratva romance, starring a broken shadow doctor and the brutal enforcer who'll burn the world before he lets anyone hurt his little one. less

My anonymous Daddy keeps me safe through a screen. Then a dangerous bratva prince hires me. .. and makes me feel the exact same way. Lis knows all my secrets. My sensory meltdowns, my desperate need for structure. Every night, he's there—calling me "little bird" and helping me breathe when the world gets too loud. We've never met. That's the rule. But this man. Maksim. He has cold eyes and lethal hands, and he's dragging me into a dangerous world of stolen art and Russian mob wars... moreMy anonymous Daddy keeps me safe through a screen. Then a dangerous bratva prince hires me. .. and makes me feel the exact same way. Lis knows all my secrets. My sensory meltdowns, my desperate need for structure. Every night, he's there—calling me "little bird" and helping me breathe when the world gets too loud. We've never met. That's the rule. But this man. Maksim. He has cold eyes and lethal hands, and he's dragging me into a dangerous world of stolen art and Russian mob wars. Every time his voice drops low, I have to obey. He shouldn't feel so familiar. His discipline shouldn't feel so good. But when danger crashes through my door and Maksim kills to protect me, the truth comes out:. My safe, anonymous Daddy and my lethal bratva prince are the same man. And now he's not hiding behind a screen anymore. Maksim is a steamy forced proximity bratva romance, starring a sensory-sensitive little bird and the lethal Daddy who's been hers all along. The epic conclusion to the Underworld Daddies series, this novel can be read as a standalone. less