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THE ALPHA'S DEADLY ADDICTION
4·Cassidy MooreJason She's the one thing I can't have—and the only thing I need. Angel Zakharov belongs to the Konstantins. She's their property, their prize, working in the darkest corner of the Scarlet District where men like me don't belong. But when has ownership ever stopped me from taking what I want? From the moment I saw her glaring at me across campus, I was done for. That fire in her eyes, the way she looks at me like I'm beneath her—it's an addiction I can't shake. She thinks I'm just another entitled rich boy playing games. She has no idea how deep this obsession runs. I'd start wars for her. Burn bridges. Defy my family. Break every rule that's ever been written. Because Angel Zakharov is mine. She just doesn't know it yet. ANGEL I hate Jason Beauregard. Hate his perfect face, his arrogant smile, the way he walks around campus like the world exists to worship him. He's everything I've learned to despise: the golden boy heir who's never had to fight for anything, never had to survive. He can have any girl he wants. So why won't he leave me alone? What he doesn't know is that I come with baggage. Debts. Danger. A past that could get us both killed. What he doesn't understand is that the Konstantins don't let go of what belongs to them. But Jason Beauregard has never been told "no" in his privileged life. Never taken no for an answer. And apparently, he's not about to start now.
TAMING MY MAFIA STEPBROTHER
140.0K·Cassidy MooreCara: There’s not a single man alive that will tell me what to do with my life and with my body but my new stepbrother; the Don of the Italian mafia is determined to change that. I hate him, almost as much as I hate how he makes me feel. One moment, I’m sure I despise his guts, the next, I’m seeking him out like an unholy addiction until I'm not sure where to draw the line between hatred and lust, anger and passion. Luca: My stepsister is the last woman on earth I should want, but with every word that leaves her smart mouth, every glance in her direction, I find myself aching for her like a senseless obsession only she can satiate. I want her so bad I can hardly think when she’s near. With a deadly enemy encroaching on my territory and leaving dead bodies in its wake, the last thing I need is an affair with my stepsister but the relentless lust welling in my abdomen at the sight or thought of her destroys all reason when it comes to her. I want her; on my arm, by my side and in my bed. And I always get what I want, ethics and consequences be damned.