Series: Bratva Blood #3
Bohdan. His name means given by God.
He seemed to be. With a body to rival Adonis, a sharp mind, and the face of an angel.
Pity his soul was forged by the devil himself.
He was the boy I loved.
He was the boy who broke me.
I never wanted to see him again.
Dasha. My ballerina, with the red hair and the bluest eyes.
The girl who betrayed me.
The girl who lied to me.
The girl I still see as mine.
Mine to love. Mine to hate.
Mine to either reap unholy vengeance on, or ply with endless love.
She thinks our story is over.
I say it’s only just begun.
The one thing my books in both genres have in common are gritty themes, and alpha heroes who are damaged but oh-so-redeemable!
When I’m not writing, I’m either walking my dogs, drinking coffee, or watching my fave TV shows such as The Sopranos, McMafia, and Little House on the Prairie, yep I have eclectic taste!