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Marrying the 70-something head of the Cosa Nostra to save my father is the only good deed I’ve ever done. I’m burning and bitter under the fake smile and tight dresses, but I was keeping it together. Was. Until my fiancé’s nephew turns up to dinner uninvited. Angelo "Vicious" Visconti. A beautiful monster with cheekbones as sharp as his tongue. They say I shouldn’t be scared of him, because nine years ago, he went straight. He’s barely a Made Man anymore. But I say, he’s the most dangerous Visconti of all.

No good ever comes from a red-head in a stolen dress with her worldly possessions at her feet. I should have known she was trouble when smoke and sin followed her into my bar and she challenged me to a game. She may have won my watch, but she started a war. As she slipped my Breitling off my wrist and onto her own, she gleefully announced she was the luckiest girl in the world. Yeah, lucky to everyone but me.

My world is on fire, and I’m obsessed with the girl who lit the match. Bloodied knuckles and a lifeless body at my feet confirm it: Penny is my demise. My gentlemanly façade is nothing but a memory. My sins are seeping through my shirt like ink. I tried to leave her. Couldn’t do it. I tried to snuff the life out of her. Couldn’t do that, either. So we’ll slow dance in the flames until I’m nothing but ash and embers. I’ll only rise like a phoenix when she’s gone. The problem is, I’d never let her go.

Murderer is a title she never expected to wear. Friend? Sure. Boss? Hell yes. But murderer? Never. If only she hadn’t threatened exactly that, just before someone winds up dead, and her fingerprints are all over the murder weapon. All he wanted was to live a quiet life, without all the danger and darkness of his past. Those plans are blown when he’s accused of a crime he has nothing to do with, leaving him with a hard decision…remain in the shadows, or do what he can to help a friend?

Picking up the story where it left off, the controversial protagonist of cult classic Diary of an Oxygen Thief retools his advertising skills to seduce women online. It's a pursuit that quickly becomes a dangerous fixation, often requiring even more creativity and deception than his award-winning ad campaigns. Dazzling, daunting and darkly hilarious, this spellbinding sequel is a spectacular indictment of a modern love twisted beyond recognition.

When Ravi reached home after finishing his night shift at a call centre in Gurugram, he felt someone's presence in his closed house. He stepped out and saw a girl with a blue dupatta. The same night, the girl with the blue dupatta came in front of his car. Ravi saved her life but lost his heart to that extremely beautiful girl Jyoti. But once again Jyoti disappeared like a shadow. But the love story of Jyoti and Ravi, full of mystery and thrill, had already begun. Wherever Ravi saw Jyoti, there was a big incident. Ravi was getting trapped in a big labyrinth. This question was getting deeper!

Four-year-old Maarja Daire saw her mother ignite a deadly explosion that killed a man—and her mother—to save Maarja’s life. Maarja's been on the run ever since… Now she rejects the ancient vendetta that ripped her childhood apart. She hides in plain sight as a fine art mover, transporting priceless belongings. Work for a new client brings her to the mansion where the fateful blast occurred. There she meets Dante Arundel, scarred and brooding, the Arundels’ ruthless boss. He watches her with dark intent…but does he remember her? Will he use her to take his revenge?