Resultado narrado por "Rodney Falcon" em Todas as categorias

The Bratva is blood and guns. It’s a fast and ruthless life. The last year has been hell. Changes galore. I’m now an elite on the council. The war rages. All of our associates betrayed the Bratva. I don’t trust the attorneys. We need another firm to work for us. The new firm takes our retainer. The attorney is young. She’s beautiful But She’s green and biased. She needs to chill. She works for me. I’ll teach her who’s Boss. I’ll bend her to my will.

Years of darkness. Betrayal. Death. War rages. Revenge fuels me. I claw up the ranks. Hell will reign. Blood will flood the streets. I will claim my legacy. I will rule.

Sefan Smirnoff. The Bratva Hell. Blood. War. I’m lethal. I’m precise. The dark web is my dominion. I surf the dark web. I locate the jewel. The Russian Red Ruby. Yeah, the one and only. The Red Mafiya Printsessa. Yeah, from the motherland. I need to grab her. I need to protect her. I will keep her.

Bratva monsters live in the darkness, a place to fear, and thrive in blood, but at times, it's a soul that shines brightly where love glows. Enter the world of powerful Bratva. The stories are full of action, angst, and romance. Enjoy these stories full of twists, crime, and Vor, the Code they live by. The stories will take you into the Bratva life, embarking with the Pakhan down the ranks to their soldiers.

Bratva monsters live in the darkness, thrive in blood, a place to fear, but at times, it’s a soul that shines brightly where love glows. Enter the world of powerful Bratva. These stories are packed with action, angst, and romance. Enjoy these stories full of twists, crime, and Vor, the code they live by. The stories will take you into the Bratva life, embarking with the Don down to their soldiers.

The Mikhailov Bratva is at war. The Bratva’s elite was killed. The stench of death shrouds us. The Bratva is vulnerable. I’m second to the Pakhan. The Irish Mob wants to destroy the Bratva. To conquer. I’ll be damned if I’ll allow it. Not on my watch. I’ll paint the city red. My hands are stained with blood. The Irish Princess asks for help. I take her. I’ll break her. I’ll make her mine.

Life has kicked my ass. Aged out of the Foster system. I’m on my own. Trying to stay alive. Working the only job, I could get. At the gas station. Certainly not my dream job. But I gotta do what I gotta do. The customers are rude and vulgar. One night. A group of thugs comes in. I’m scared. Lucky me. A biker is here. Claims he’s going to help me. Could that be true?

The MC is my life. Second gen. I’m an MC brat. It runs in my blood. I will protect. I will kill. I take care of my Prez. Yeah, sergeant-at-arms. Just like my dad. Bitches come and go. Love is overrated. Bitch betrayed me. The bitch disappeared. Now she shows up. Surprise.

My life hasn’t been easy. I killed to survive. In the Pen at 18. Out at 22. My luck changes. I encountered the MC. The MC is my family. Life is short. I live my life fast and dark. Kill or be killed. That’s the only way to live to survive. Lost and found. The girl is scared. I’m a biker. Claiming her is not for me. But I want to protect her. She touches my soul.

Lucian Steele is my cross to bear. I’ve been the board’s liaison to him for the last five years. The job entails having to convince him to do what they want. They chose me mostly because no one else can handle the beast of a man. He’s aggravating in the most attractive way, yet I can’t seem to stop thinking of him. If only he knew just how much I liked him, maybe then he’d realize I’d do anything to protect him. 

I didn’t expect to come across her words. Her dirty fantasies ignite feelings I had buried deep inside. I need her to know that I’d do anything for her, anything to keep her. But now, there’s something bigger that wants to get between us. A threat who can destroy both our lives. I need to keep her safe, and in the process, make her mine.

One night. That’s all it took for Lilith’s world to be destroyed. Ever since, living life has become a soulless, mind-numbing task. That is until she meets a dark, handsome, mysterious stranger. Adrien’s the only man she’s spoken to, much less connected to, in months. The only one who seems to care enough to notice her through the walls she’s built. But learning how to trust again, especially with a man she’s barely spoken to, is a battle. Falling in love with him, a war. Because Adrien also holds a dark, terrible secret.

And now he's here, with his smug face and penetrating eyes, demanding my help. Yeah, right. I’ve heard the stories. He’s going all the way to the NFL, so long as he’s not put on academic probation for failing classes. Which is where I’m supposed to come in. And if it wasn’t for my boss/secret crush pleading with me to take Carter on, I’d drop him like a bad habit. I’ll do this favor and help the guy I really can’t stand, for the guy I really want to be with. And no matter how much time Carter and I spend together, there’s no way in hell I’d ever fall for him.

Victim. I hate that word. But it’s hard to get away from when you lived through the kind of tragedy I have. They say time heals all wounds. I call bullsh*t. Time only makes it easier to accept what you’ve become, but it doesn’t fix it. So, here I am, starting a new life, back where my old life ended. Back in Crooked Creek, Montana.

I leave my club and go Nomad to help dull the pain of losing my sister, but I can’t figure out how to move on. My best friend and club president, Stryker, calls me home for a battle with a rival club. We killed them all, and I planned on riding the open road again. But I meet Izzy’s pregnant sister, Marie, and she captivates me. She’s naïve and innocent, but she’s brave and beautiful too. But I won’t leave my club brothers again, and I’ll never let go of Marie. I’ll ride through Hell to stay and make her mine.

Brad is a hardworking man of the Earth, with the body of an Adonis and the attitude of a puppy. Sara is a graduate student training for her first marathon. Mutual friends connect them as roommates and they find that there’s a little more chemistry to their living arrangement. Young go-getters in Manhattan dodge the summer heat, both indoors and outdoors. They both fight strong urges and overly friendly cuddle sessions. Does fate bring them together or make the situation super awkward?

Charm. Old money. A six-pack. Loves dogs. He'd be the perfect guy - if I wasn't suing him. Mr. Hot-shot lawyer has no idea I'm the girl he swore he'd have his day in court with. I lied. Gave him a fake name. I couldn't wait to see the look on his face when we'd meet again in small claims. But the kiss we shared under the stars was explosive.  

Samuel: I’m the ancient werewolf that leads the Lunatics MC, and they call me Zeus. We rule our territories in New Orleans and along the Bayous of Louisiana. I ride hard, and I never live in the past. But some memories are hard to forget, and the woman I lost still lingers in the back of my mind. When I meet Heather, I’m captivated. Heather: Bad relationships seem to dominate my past. I’ve just found freedom, and the last thing I need is another man in my life. When I stumble into the Lunatics MC clubhouse and meet Zeus, I’m surrounded by his dangerous and supernatural energy.

I was born a Salvatore. She a Fiorelli. Our families have taken serious vows to end the other. But when it came time for me to make mine...the only vow I made was to make the Little Fiorelli girl mine even it meant taking her breath, heart heart, shattering her soul into pieces just so I can be the villain playing the hero, piecing it back together again.

A blessing in disguise. That’s what everyone called it. But to me, finding out your best friend is screwing your boyfriend, aka the love of your life, isn’t a blessing in any way. Especially when you still have to see your ex at work every day; and he suddenly needs to "talk" about what went wrong. Yeah right. What I need right now is a distraction.