Clarissa D Steinbach

I fought. It was a losing battle. I ran. His relentlessness ensnared me. I'm a token. A trinket. A toy for Victor's amusement. He's seductive. A dangerous deviant. Although I can't stop the madness, staying is lethal.

It started as as a simple search for a landscape designer. I wanted a beautiful backyard for my new home, and my neighbors suggested I look into ward landscaping and design. The owner had no pictures of himself on his website. Just a portfolio of nice outdoor sitting areas, pools, and vibrant gardens that I’d always dreamed of having. Of course, I hired him. I expected to meet an average guy, but Mr. Marcel Ward is far from your average man.

Kandy: It was love at first sight when I met Mr. Cane. He was handsome, broody, tattooed, and rich. For years, he's been mine. He just didn't know it. I wasn't expecting to fall in love with him, or for him to want me in the ways that he did. None of it was ever supposed to happen, but after all we've done together, it's too late to turn back now. A once harmless crush had blossomed into so much more. Cane: When we first met, she was just a kid - my best friend's daughter. But now, she's a young woman who knows what she wants, and all she wants is me.

Respect all, fear none.... I lived by my father’s motto until River entered the MMA cage; River’s brown eyes reflected mystery, and his soul held darkness. Off-limits to a good girl like me. One day, the demons that haunted River swallowed him whole. Forever passed away, yet I failed at forgetting the beast who showed me a tender side of him. Now, I’m the law. A cop. River’s as gorgeous as sin. An ex-convict. And I’m the reason he was tossed in the slammer.

A fighter beat my best friend to within an inch of her life, and I lost it.... I stormed into a Russian gym, and threatened an MMA champ with sinfully dark eyes and dangerous muscles. Of course, I’d already cursed every Russian by the time I got to him. He introduced himself as Vassili Resnov, my heart dropped into the pit of my stomach. Only idiots threaten Resnovs, and then they die - which is logical. The Resnov Bratva is the largest crime syndicate in Russia, maybe the world.

Camdyn MacKenzie’s lips are like every wicked sin I’ve ever craved but denied myself. For my sanity, our first kiss should’ve been our last - dark, depraved, and addictive. Since my mom’s tragic accident, I’m in self-destructive mode. Camdyn’s a sadistic, crazy distraction, but he’s wickedly bad for me.

Brody: I’ll die for me clan. Though, I never met a woman worth a single bullet - until I set eyes on Justice Flowers. Justice’s in trouble, but won’t ask for clan protection. I give it anyway. Justice: I’m living for me now. Although Brody MacKenzie’s tropical blue eyes pierce through me, the rest of him is rugged, deadly. Brody paid my debt without my consent. I never intended to trade in a lunatic, to be chained to the devil. He’ll realize that I won’t submit. And I never will.

In Clan MacKenzie, we fight for each other. We die for each other. And when I fell for Chevelle, those same rules applied to her. She loves me, but hates the family business. So, I hid the villain in me until today. Today, I need to do what must be done and that requires the help of the same people she would rather us keep our distance from.

Mary Jane, a struggling comedienne, stumbled into the wrong club at the wrong time. She didn't notice the gangster gripping the gun and the two scary men on his sides. She just jumped on the stage, tested the microphone, and went into her routine. That's where things got interesting. Noah was the gangster that gripped the gun. The beast of Din City. The boss of the streets. The one who ruled them all from the North to the South. Not liking to murder women, he'd now been thrown into an uncomfortable situation. She'd accidentally become a witness to something she shouldn't have seen.