Ultimate Dark & Spicy Bundle - Ebooks

Info About The Books:

Explore the seven dark, kinky books that made Sasha Leone a best-selling Amazon author!

Includes the top-100 bestselling “Wicked Vows”—as well as fan favorites “Devil’s Play Duet” & “Boss’ Bride Duet”

Perfect for those who love:

🔥 Forced Proximity

🔥 Billionaire Romance

🔥 Mafia Men

🔥 Enemies to Lovers

🔥 Age Gap

🔥 Arranged / Forced Marriage

🔥 No Cheating/OW Drama

🔥 HEAs

 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Over 1,500+ 5-Star Reviews Across All Retailers

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Bound

What do you give a man who has everything? Whatever he wants.

Ronan Kelleher is built like a Gaelic God. It’s the first thing I notice when he comes crashing through my shop’s window just before closing.

But he’s not just another junkie or local thug. His expensive clothes and steely grey gaze attest to that. 

Clearly, this man is cultured. In the ways of violence, sure. But also in power—and seduction.

The next thing I know, I’m waking up after the most earth-shattering one-night stand of my life. 

I figure that’s that. He goes ghost, and I don’t even try to reach out… until I find out I’m pregnant with his child.

That’s when I learn who he truly is: the most feared man in Chicago. Head of the Irish mafia. My baby daddy. 

And he wants what belongs to him.

Me.

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Devil's Pawn

I took her as a pawn, then made her my princess. 

Want to make a statement? Easy. Kidnap a politician’s daughter. 

That’s how a mafia boss like me reminds the world who’s really in charge.

It doesn’t hurt that the act comes with a pretty little prize. 
A porcelain princess with bright brown eyes, dark raven hair,

And teeth so sharp they threaten to pierce my stone heart. 
Hell, it only takes a single night together before she has me reconsidering my strategy. 

Sure, kidnapping is all well and good, but marriage is the real path to power.
Tying the knot with my feisty captive could bring me all I’ve ever wanted.

Or ruin everything.

Not that I have much say in the matter. With every passing day, my obsession grows. 

As do my list of enemies.

I need to control her. Break her. Rule her. And I need to do it now.

If I don’t, I could lose more than just power.
I could lose myself. To her. Forever.
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Wicked Vows

I stole her from her gilded cage—and locked her in my own.

Beautiful. Naive. Captive.
Zaira Ferelli is mine. 

I made sure of that when I overthrew her father. The former Don of the Italian mafia.

He was weak. I am strong. And where he failed, I will succeed.

First and foremost, that means corrupting his innocent daughter until I get what I want: 

An heir to my mafia empire.

But taking her means war. And some want her dead almost as much as I need her alive.

The fools. No one threatens my princess. They’ll lean quickly enough. And so will she.

Happiness comes at a cost. And that cost is wicked.

Wicked Vows

“Had enough?” he asks.

I can feel the heat of my new husband’s hand mark across my
left cheek. I squirm against his powerful thighs, trying to disguise the
arousal I feel.

“No,” I taunt, only half-lying. I’ve
never been spanked before, and I can’t tell if I’m more embarrassed or turned on. 

Another blow against my raw cheek
still doesn’t give me a straight answer. The tinge of pain that ripples up my
skin is competing in a deadly battle against the ball of fire surging just
below my core.

I just hope he doesn’t feel how stiff my nipples are against
his thigh. He can’t know he’s winning. He can’t know I want him to win.

Fucker.

“You will obey me,” he says, palming
my ass with his giant hand. “Or you will be punished. Understand?” 

I bite my tongue and then my lip, not
quite ready to give myself completely to him just yet. This little slice of
defiance is almost as hot as the idea of complete subservience.

But he’s way ahead of me.

This time, when I don’t respond to
him, Diego doesn’t spank me. Instead, I feel his hand cup the inside of my
thigh, and his strong, thick fingers reach somewhere no one’s ever touched
before.

I flinch away—if only to hide my
wetness. 

“Do. You. Understand?”

“I’ll do as you say,” I whimper,
feeling the hardness growing under his pants.

God, it feels huge.

But how big could it really be?

I gulp.

I'm about to find out.

Explore the seven dark, kinky books that made Sasha Leone a best-selling Amazon author!

Includes the top-100 bestselling “Wicked Vows”—as well as fan favorites “Devil’s Play Duet” & “Boss’ Bride Duet”

Perfect for those who love:

🔥 Forced Proximity

🔥 Billionaire Romance

🔥 Mafia Men

🔥 Enemies to Lovers

🔥 Age Gap

🔥 Arranged / Forced Marriage

🔥 No Cheating/OW Drama

🔥 HEAs

 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Over 1,500+ 5-Star Reviews Across All Retailers

Devil's Pawn (Book 1 of Devil's Play Duet)

This is exactly the kind of mansion
I’ve been working so hard to get myself into. I just didn’t picture it
happening like this… as a hostage.  

It’s not like I have to remind myself.
Montoya’s making it pretty fucking clear that I’m just some tool he’s using, no matter how much I protest.

He should know by now that I’m useless to him as a
hostage, but he doesn’t seem to want to hear it.  

“Listen, Montoya,” I try to explain
as he unlocks a door on the top floor of his sprawling estate. 

“Call me Angel,” he teases. 

I huff. “You’re no angel.”  

He pushes open the big, creaky door and points me inside. I don’t budge. I’m not going into any room that locks from the outside—not willingly. 

“Don’t I know it,” he smirks. Those
fucking dimples of his are too cute to be on such a monster. But they only serve to make me all the more stubborn. I will not be seduced into captivity—at least, not without a ring. “But let me remind you, Angel is not a title. It’s my name.” 

“How ironic,” I hiss, standing my
ground. 

His lips tighten as he cranks his
thick neck. “You’ll go inside on your own two feet, or I’ll carry you in off of them.”

“I’d like to see you try—”

Suddenly, I’m swept off my feet and plunked over his broad shoulders. For a moment, I’m shocked into submission. Then, I snap.

“How dare you!” I fight back. But all
I can really do is scratch at his back.

It’s like fighting a brick wall—a
warm, muscular wall covered in a thick mosaic of tattoos…

The Boss (Book 1 of the Boss' Bride Duet)

“Oh, so now you’re a gentleman all of a sudden.” 

 I shut her up with a kiss. 

She stumbles backward into the
shed as I push forward. The taste of her lips is as golden as the sunlight.

Her hands explore my back, and when I feel her ass hit the carpenter counter at the far end of the office, I bend down and sweep her off of her feet, setting her down on the oakwood desk.

“If you wanted me to act like a
prince, maybe you shouldn’t have worn that dress.” The shack rattles as the door swings shut behind us. “No. You drive me feral, baby. Turn me into a fucking animal.”

Billie’s dress is thin and light, much easier to rip through than the one she wore to the gala.  

“Careful,” she sighs breathlessly, with hardly any conviction in her voice at all. “I have to wear
this thing out of here.” 

I’m hardly thinking about the
future as I slip my hand under the soft silk.

"I’ll buy you a new one.” I graze
my teeth across her neck and pull her forward until I catch the edge of her panties with my fingers. “Lingerie, too.”

With that, I rip it all apart. Nothing is allowed to stand between us again.

And I mean nothing.

She'll learn that the hard way. But oh, how I will enjoy teaching her...