Bratva Series Series by T.J. Maguire

A hard, dominating Bratva PrinceA fearless, crazy Cartel PrincessAleksandr VolkovI've lived my life with rigid control.A tight vice on myself and my emotions.Scars from my past have left me broken. Riddled with guilt and anguish.When my baby sister was kidnapped, I feared the worst. That she'd suffered the same fate as our mother. It stirred up those feelings I've tried so desperately to bury and ignore.I never expected to find her .Drea Ortega... moreA hard, dominating Bratva PrinceA fearless, crazy Cartel PrincessAleksandr VolkovI've lived my life with rigid control.A tight vice on myself and my emotions.Scars from my past have left me broken. Riddled with guilt and anguish.When my baby sister was kidnapped, I feared the worst. That she'd suffered the same fate as our mother. It stirred up those feelings I've tried so desperately to bury and ignore.I never expected to find her .Drea Ortega.A 5ft, tattooed, killing machine who took my breath away from the first moment I laid eyes on her.She was my beacon of light in my dark chaotic world.My heart. My soul. My everything.Drea OrtegaI loved my life in the Cartel.It was brutal and violent. Rough and bloody. All things I thoroughly enjoyed.I liked the way it challenged me. Forced me to think on my feet and adapt.Getting kidnapped happened sometimes in my line of work. It was nothing to cry over. Nothing to freak out about. You rolled up your sleeves and dealt with it as best you could.The Bratva were the stuff of nightmares. Rumours of their brutality and viciousness circled far and wide in the organised crime world. My dad told me to steer clear of them, and now I was stuck in the lion's den.I never expected to find him.Aleksandr Volkov.Tall. Dark. Sexy. He was hotter than any man had the right to be. Over 6 and a half feet of pure muscle and sin with a secret heart of gold.He forced his way into my life and now, I wasn't sure I could live without him.Authors Bratva Prince is NOT a standalone. It is the second book in the Bratva series. This series is an INTERCONNECTED series. Although each book center's around a different couple, the overall storyline flows throughout the entire series. This means that some questions may be left unanswered at the end of a book, but will be addressed in the book that follows.Each couple does receive a HEA.This series is not for the faint of heart. The themes in this book could be considered dark romance. There is hand necklaces, m*rder/d*ath, k!nks, extreme violence, harsh language, graphic sexual scenes, and talk of sexual abuse. If these things offend you then this book is not for you.It is not suited for anyone under the age of 18. less

Nikolai VolkovThe funny thing about trust is it’s so hard to gain but so easy to lose. One stupid mistake cost me the only woman I’ve ever loved.Cost me her.Tatiana Andreeva.My fierce, golden-haired goddess with the face of an angel and the attitude of the fucking devil. She was my everything, and I would do whatever it took to get her back, because a life without her was a life not worth living... moreNikolai VolkovThe funny thing about trust is it’s so hard to gain but so easy to lose. One stupid mistake cost me the only woman I’ve ever loved.Cost me her.Tatiana Andreeva.My fierce, golden-haired goddess with the face of an angel and the attitude of the fucking devil. She was my everything, and I would do whatever it took to get her back, because a life without her was a life not worth living.Tatiana AndreevaEven though I didn’t play an active role in the Bratva, I was still very much a Bratva woman.My dad was an advisor to the Pakhan.My best friend, a Bratva Princess turned Cosa Nostra Queen.And her brother, a 6’6 Bratva killing machine, was the man who owned my heart but shattered my soul.My dad used to read me bed time stories when I was a little girl, of princesses and their knight and shining armour. I used to fall asleep dreaming of the day when I would finally find mine. Someone to love me. Protect me. Be there for me in every way.But when I needed my Knight, he wasn’t there.Authors Bratva Knight is NOT a standalone. It is the third book in the Bratva series. This series is an INTERCONNECTED series. Although each book centres around a different couple, the overall storyline flows throughout the entire series. This means that some questions may be left unanswered at the end of a book, but will be addressed in the book that follows.Each couple does receive a HEA.This series is not for the faint of heart. The themes in this book could be considered dark romance. There is hand necklaces, m*rder/d*ath, extreme violence, harsh language, graphic sexual scenes, and a few other things. Make sure to check the content warning page before reading. If these things offend you then this book is not for you.It is not suited for anyone under the age of 18. less

The Bratva Butcher When my wife died at the hands of my enemies, a part of me died along with her. For 10 long, agonising years, I yearned for her. Day and night. I vowed to never look in another woman’s direction again, and for those 10 years, I didn’t.Then Autumn DeValos bulldozed into my life.I tried to kill her. Several times. But her skills as an assassin made her one of the toughest opponents I had ever faced... moreThe Bratva Butcher When my wife died at the hands of my enemies, a part of me died along with her. For 10 long, agonising years, I yearned for her. Day and night. I vowed to never look in another woman’s direction again, and for those 10 years, I didn’t.Then Autumn DeValos bulldozed into my life.I tried to kill her. Several times. But her skills as an assassin made her one of the toughest opponents I had ever faced.When we’re both kidnapped by the same man, and forced to work together in a fight-to-the-death, gladiator-style tournament, things change.A side of me that had been dormant since my wife’s death arose, like a dark, angry beast demanding to be free. Demanding Autumn.But how could I possibly allow that when I swore to remain faithful to my wife, even in death?The Crimson Death Dimitri Volkov, The Bratva Butcher. The man, the myth, the legend. A literal bogeyman within the organised crime syndicates, the world’s biggest asshole, and my partner for a stupid fight to the death tournament.Joy. Not.I tried to kill him. Several times. But a man like him doesn’t die easy. He was rude. Arrogant. Obnoxious. And the hottest man I’d ever met in my life. Not that I would ever tell him that.Somewhere in the middle of all the arguing and attempted murder, things slowly began to change between us, and I saw a side to him I never knew existed.We connected, despite the fact that neither of us wanted too.But none of it mattered.Dimitri Volkov would only ever love one woman in his life, and it wasn’t me. less

Lukyan VolkovIt was my time to motherfucking shine.I've always been underestimated. The type of personality I had ensured that. I liked to joke around a lot. Have fun. Make people laugh. Being underestimated kinda came with that territory, and that was okay. I didn't mind.But now, I had the chance to prove myself. To show that I wasn't just the idiot, class clown of the Bratva. To show my true potential. What I was capable of... moreLukyan VolkovIt was my time to motherfucking shine.I've always been underestimated. The type of personality I had ensured that. I liked to joke around a lot. Have fun. Make people laugh. Being underestimated kinda came with that territory, and that was okay. I didn't mind.But now, I had the chance to prove myself. To show that I wasn't just the idiot, class clown of the Bratva. To show my true potential. What I was capable of. To show my siblings and my father that I could be depended on by doing the impossible.Killing the patriarch of our family.A man the whole world feared.My grandfather, Sergei Volkov.A plan was in place to accomplish that, which involved me taking part in an arranged marriage. There was just one, small problem.My stalker would never allow it.LylaFrom the moment I saw him, he was mine. Lukyan Volkov. Handsome, broad-shouldered, with Golden Retriever energy and a soul that yearned to be dominated.He was everything to me. My whole world. And I would do whatever it took to have him.For the better part of a year and a half, I've stalked him. Broken into his house just to watch him sleep. Catalogued his every move and added thousands of photos to my ever growing scrapbook.I couldn't stay away, even if I tried.Our connection transcended everything. I was obsessed. I knew that. Understood that, and I didn't fucking care. Nothing and no-one would ever come between us.My plan to make him mine was a risky one, but what was love without a little risk? less