She's a romantic at heart, living in the most unromantic of worlds . . .Nicknamed Sweet Abelli for her docile nature, Elena smiles on cue and has a charming response for everything. She's the favored daughter, the perfect mafia principessa . . . or was.Now, all she can see in the mirror's reflection is blood staining her hands like crimson paint.They say first impressions are everything . . .In the murky waters of New York's underworld, Elena's sister is arranged to marry Nicolas Russo. A Made Man, a boss, a cheat-even measured against mafia standards. His reputation stretches far and wide and is darker than his black suits and ties. After his and Elena's first encounter ends with an accidental glare on her part, she realizes he's just as rude as he is handsome.She doesn't like the man or anything he stands for, though that doesn't stop her heart from pattering like rain against glass when he's near, nor the shiver that ghosts down her spine at the sound of his voice.And he's always near. Telling her what to do. Making her feel hotter than any future brother-in-law should. Elena may be the Sweet Abelli on the outside, but she's beginning to learn she has a taste for the darkness, for rough hands, cigarettes, and whiskey-colored eyes. Having already escaped one scandal, however, she can hardly afford to be swept up in another.Besides, even if he were hers, everyone knows you don't fall in love with a Made Man . . . right?This is a standalone forbidden romance.

A fortune teller once told Mila she'd find a man who would take her breath away. She refrained from telling her it would be literally while Mila ran for her life.Having always done what is expected of her, Mila dresses the part, only dates college boys with exemplary backgrounds, and doesn't ask questions. Not about her papa's absences or his refusal to let her set foot in her birthplace-Russia.Suffocated by the rules and unanswered questions, Mila does what she's always wanted to. She boards a plane to Moscow.She never expected to fall for a man on the way. One with unexplained wealth, tattoos on his hands, and secrets in his eyes. But it doesn't take long for his caress to become a rough grasp muffling her screams.Revenge is a dish best served cold. Unfortunately, a Russian winter is the coldest of them all, and Mila soon learns the only way to escape intact is to do the impossible and thaw her captor's heart.

She fears the dark.He rules it.Her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall. She laughs too loudly, eats without decorum, and mixes up most sayings in the book. Little do most know it's just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time.Nobody can crack Gianna's facade . . . no one anyway, until he comes along.Most see a paragon of morality; a special agent upholding the law. In the New York underworld, others know him as a hustler, a killer, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest. Christian Allister has always followed the life plan he'd envisioned in his youth, beneath the harsh lights of a frigid, damp cell. With a proclivity for order and the number three, he's never been tempted to veer off course. But perhaps one should never say never . . .One winter night and their lives intertwine. She hates him-his stone-cold demeanor, his arrogance and too-perceptive eye-but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other's looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him.Nowhere in Christian's plans had he ever prepared for Gianna. She's chaos embodied, not his type, and married, but none of that can stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes.All along, she doesn't even know that she's his-his frustration, his fascination.His maddest obsession.*Can be read as a standalone

Ella es una romántica en un mundo despiadado

Whisky y pasión. Noches sin dormir. Piel tatuada, camiseta blanca y manos ásperas. Amor, lujuria y felicidad. Él lo era todo.

Elena es una romántica, conocida por su dulce carácter en un entorno que puede ser muchas cosas menos sencillo. Siempre ha sido la hija predilecta, la niña bonita en una familia de mafiosos... hasta ahora.

A Nicolas Russo su fama lo precede. Tan atractivo como peligroso, es el futuro cuñado de Elena y uno de los más temidos jefes de la mafia, pero todo cambiará cuando sus miradas se crucen por primera vez.

Él representa todo lo que Elena odia, pero eso no evitará que comience a despertarle sentimientos y sensaciones aún desconocidas para ella. Incluso si él siente lo mismo, todo el mundo sabe que no es buena idea enamorarse de un hombre así, verdad?

La perfección del #darkromance: jamás has leído nada igual. Si te gustó El olvido más dulce, La locura más ardiente será tu nueva obsesión.

En un mundo corrupto, el amor es su salvación.

«Líneas firmes. Hombros anchos. Ojos azules, un azul ardiente. Es un hombre aparentemente frío, pero hay algo arde bajo la superficie. Algo que lleva demasiado tiempo cubierto por una capa de hielo. Y quiero verlo derretirse .

Gianna se ríe demasiado fuerte, su ropa es demasiado ajustada y sus tacones demasiado altos. Pero lo que nadie sabe es que todo eso es solo un disfraz para ocultar sus ataques de pánico.

Con un corazón de piedra, fama de corrupto, y una tendencia problemática al control y al número tres, Allister es un agente del FBI que nunca ha sentido la tentación de desviarse de su camino... hasta ahora.

Ambos saben que no tienen manera de ganar, que un final feliz no está en sus cartas pero, a veces, ni los mejores jugadores saben cuándo dejar de apostar.

*Se puede leer de forma independiente.

ENGLISH DESCRIPTION

She fears the dark. He rules it. Her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall. She laughs too loudly, eats without decorum, and mixes up most sayings in the book. Little do most know it's just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time. Nobody can crack Gianna's facade . . . no one anyway, until he comes along.

Most see a paragon of morality; a special agent upholding the law. In the New York underworld, others know him as a hustler, a killer, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest. Christian Allister has always followed the life plan he'd envisioned in his youth, beneath the harsh lights of a frigid, damp cell. With a proclivity for order and the number three, he's never been tempted to veer off course. But perhaps one should never say never . . .

One winter night and their lives intertwine. She hates him--his stone-cold demeanor, his arrogance and too-perceptive eye--but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other's looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him. Nowhere in Christian's plans had he ever prepared for Gianna. She's chaos embodied, not his type, and married, but none of that can stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes. All along, she doesn't even know that she's his--his frustration, his fascination. His maddest obsession.

*Can be read as a standalone.

NOTE: This is a special edition cover. The content is the same as the original work.

A fortune teller once told Mila she'd find a man who would take her breath away. She refrained from telling her it would be literally while Mila ran for her life.

Having always done what is expected of her, Mila dresses the part, only dates college boys with exemplary backgrounds, and doesn't ask questions. Not about her papa's absences or his refusal to let her set foot in her birthplace-Russia.

Suffocated by the rules and unanswered questions, Mila does what she's always wanted to.

She boards a plane to Moscow.

She never expected to fall for a man on the way. One with unexplained wealth, tattoos on his hands, and secrets in his eyes. But it doesn't take long for his caress to become a rough grasp muffling her screams.

Revenge is a dish best served cold. Unfortunately, a Russian winter is the coldest of them all, and Mila soon learns the only way to escape intact is to do the impossible and thaw her captor's heart.

NOTE: This is a special edition cover. The content is the same as the original work.

She fears the dark.
He rules it.

Her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall. She laughs too loudly, eats without decorum, and mixes up most sayings in the book. Little do most know it's just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time.

Nobody can crack Gianna's facade . . . no one anyway, until he comes along.

Most see a paragon of morality; a special agent upholding the law. In the New York underworld, others know him as a hustler, a killer, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest. Christian Allister has always followed the life plan he'd envisioned in his youth, beneath the harsh lights of a frigid, damp cell. With a proclivity for order and the number three, he's never been tempted to veer off course. But perhaps one should never say never . . .

One winter night and their lives intertwine. She hates him-his stone-cold demeanor, his arrogance and too-perceptive eye-but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other's looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him.

Nowhere in Christian's plans had he ever prepared for Gianna. She's chaos embodied, not his type, and married, but none of that can stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes.

All along, she doesn't even know that she's his-his frustration, his fascination.

His maddest obsession.