I hit on her first. Realized she was my best friend Finn’s little sister second. And got a bloody nose third-compliments of Finn.
After all I did have a reputation on campus, word on the street was that a girl could orgasm within one minute just watching me eat Lucky Charms. You can’t make this stuff up-even though it was at least four minutes and included outside circumstances. Ahem, I digress. Point is, not only did I earn the attention of the worst sort of girl for me-my best friend’s only sibling-but now she’s out to seduce me. Me! One of the most famous Pleasure Ponies of them all!
I can’t shower-she follows me to the bathroom. Literally. I can’t sleep-Lucky me, she lives in the same dorm. And I can’t focus on anything except for her taunting eyes every single time something goes her way.
I want her, but I don’t want her to know I want her, and I definitely don’t want to die before graduation, which is looking more and more likely considering we can’t keep our hands off each other. Something’s gotta give, and I have an inkling I should probably start writing my eulogy now because that something is probably going to be me.
Contains mature themes.

He was my best friend … until he became my enemy, all within the span of one night.

Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.

The rapid fire of gunshots became the soundtrack to my life.

This is the Mafia. Lines are blurred. Choices are never black and white. And the life you thought you knew is one giant lie.

He was dead. I didn’t want his life to be in vain, so I tried to make something of myself. I tried and failed.

Now he’s back. Alive. And he wants me.

Nobody ever said the Mafia played fair. Welcome to the family.

Losing your ability to speak at the age of seventeen; it’s not normal or fair. But trauma has a way of throwing normality out the window. Dani lives anything but a normal life: her sister is married to one of the biggest names in Hollywood, her best friends are rock stars, and she has more love around her than most people experience in a lifetime. But that doesn’t change the fact their parents are dead, or that it’s her fault. It seems her new normal is being a mute, living on the inside, unable to actually communicate on the outside. That is until Hollywood’s newest heartthrob Lincoln Greene hires her as his assistant for the summer. He’s gorgeous, completely unavailable, and unobtainable. But that doesn’t stop her from wondering…if things were different…would he want her? If she was whole, would he be the other half?

Four guys. Constant moaning. And a revolving door across the college suite I somehow ended up in because my first name is Shawn.
They don’t discriminate. Girls. Guys. Grandmas. Plants (okay maybe not plants) all walks of life stroll in stressed to the brim, and leave so satisfied I’m wondering what sort of talents lie behind that door.
My roommate calls them the pleasure ponies. But the rest of the college campus? They just call them the new face of Wingmen Inc. A paid-for relationship service that makes big promises.
Breakup? They’ll glue you back together again.
Depressed? They have the magic pill.
Lonely? Just spend a few minutes while they rub you down and you’ll forget all about it.
And broken hearts? Well, that’s their specialty. They’ll fix you. For a price . . .
I swore I wouldn’t get involved.
But apparently they like a challenge, and a girl who doesn’t put up with their BS is basically like waving a red flag in front of a bull.
They. All. Charged.
But one holds my attention above the rest.
Knox Tate looks like a Viking-and getting pillaged is starting to look more appealing by the day. Though he’s hiding something-all of them are. And the closer I get. The more I realize that some things are left better in the past.
It’s not what you think, or is it? Dive in and find out . . .
Knox, Leo, Finn, and Slater are waiting, and they aren’t patient men.
Contains mature themes.

I grew up as a prince . . . and lead the life of a King. There isn’t anyone or anything that doesn’t want me, that isn’t attracted to me. They can’t help it. And I sure as hell don’t want them to. I live for their lust, I crave touch like an addiction, I make them beg on their knees for one, simple, caress.
As a male siren it’s my job to feed off emotion. And I was happy to do it. I am happy to do it. What I’m not happy about? Being told I have to mate with some withering human and stay loyal to that one person for the next few centuries. There’s a war coming and being the idiot I am-I offered to take one for the team in order to help a friend. Now my sexual appetite is taking a freaking kick in the nuts. And I’m left wondering if it’s worth it. If she’s worth it, with messy hair and dirty human hands. But I have a world to save. A job to do. Now, if only, she would just let me do it rather than fighting me at every turn.
I’ve lived lifetimes as the most irresistible being on the planet. Only to meet my match. With one. Measly. Human.
They say Hell’s hot. They’re wrong. Because Hope, my little human, is way hotter. And before this is over-she may just singe me alive.
Contains mature themes.

I’ve always known pain. Existence. Night.
Made a sinner. Without a soul to keep me tethered to the world I so desperately want to be a part of but am damned to rule . . .
Life isn’t living. Not when everyone sees you as enemy number one, King of the demon race and yet something much more . . . powerful and sinister pulses beneath the surface of my skin.
It started when I met her, the power surging under my fingertips like the cruel universe was finally answering my screams at night for something more. And just like that, the memories come, only I don’t know if they’re mine or someone else’s entirely.
Long ago, I made a bargain with a god. A soul for a soul. I spent thousands of years without this awareness and now?
Everything I touch turns to ash. Even my own immortal friends fear what I am. Everyone but her. The day to my night.
Part of me doesn’t want to know what I am. But it’s too late, too all-consuming. Darkness is coming. That darkness, I’m afraid. Is me.
Contains mature themes.

I’m a werewolf King who chose to step down out of grief for my mate. For centuries I’ve been alone, choosing to live a life of modesty despite the wealth surrounding me.
I deserve to be punished. I crave things I have no business craving. And it is manifesting itself in a way I’m terrified I won’t be able to control any longer. Especially since she arrived.
Vampire. Orphan. Beaten beyond recognition. My blood calls to her in a way that makes no sense.
I’m a wolf. She’s a vampire. The two don’t mate. They barely tolerate one another.
All it takes is one slip of control on my part-one taste. And I doom us all.
Then again, I never knew what is lurking inside has the power to balance good and evil.
Contains mature themes.

A dark mafia tale of love and redemption by Rachel Van Dyken, the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Eagle Elite series

With blood on my hands, I held her.With death in my soul, I took from her.With the devil in my heart, I coveted her.

There are many definitions of Hell.My list was exhaustive, my definitions tragic.Tonight I was adding something new to the very top.Girl number six thirty-two.

She arrived on my birthday, the same day, every year: I play Russian Roulette and pull the trigger.She was my omen.My end game.She made it personal.And for the first time in my life, I gave in.A virgin mob boss with no soul.

My name is Andrei Petrov.They call me the devil.All I want is for the pain to end.All she wants is for me to share it.

I am the last remaining heir to a dynasty that should burn in Hell.And my last wish remains for it to die with me.

“I’m sorry for your loss.” I would rather be tortured for an eternity than hear those damn words from one more person, as if Claire, my dead fiance, was a cell phone or car keys.
How about, I’m sorry your life is over. I’m sorry you want to die too. I’m sorry you see her in your dreams and wake up only to relive the nightmare.
I’m supposed to be the strongest of them all. Ash Abandonato, ruler, assassin, made man, brother, friend-instead, I hurt everyone I touch in hopes that they’ll feel even a sliver of the pain that bears down on my shoulders.
And it’s all her fault, Annie Smith. I daydream about her death. And then I close my eyes, and I see her soft smile. I feel her touch, her kiss-it was a mistake what we did that night, but I can’t take it back, and now she’s under my father’s protection-my protection.
I can’t decide if I want to strangle her or kiss her, and now that she’s stuck in my life, my only goal is to make her feel the same loss I do and destroy her in the process. I’ll trick her with my touch. Seduce her with my kiss. And in the end, when my enemy is at her most vulnerable-I’ll bring down an entire Empire and continue my reign as King.
Contains mature themes.

A mafia romance about family, loyalty, and love, Dissolution is the powerful conclusion to #1 New York Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken’s Eagle Elite series.

“There is always a beginning—I will be their end.”

For ten years the Cosa Nostra has ruled with an iron fist in Chicago—their reign is about to end, and I’ll be the one to bring them down.

One more job for the Italian Americans, and I’m done.Except this “one job” involves saving the boss’s brother and sister.When things go horribly wrong, and a price is put on all of our heads from my Family back home—I’m forced to stay in Chicago, offer not just my gun but my protective services to the young girl I saved while also making sure nobody touches her.Myself included.

My own Family has splintered.Half want me dead, half want me alive, and the only people willing to protect me are the very ones I hate—her included.

I’m the Grim Reaper of the Sicilian mafia, and I bow to no one, not even her, so when she asks me to teach her to fight, when she tells me she wants to be made, I give in just so I can piss off the bosses.

Only I made one mistake.

I protect her from the world.But who protects me from her?

One more battle remains between the families in Italy and in the States.One more battle where I’m torn between both sides.And I’m left protecting the one girl who has the potential to wreck us all.

It all started a decade ago at Eagle Elite University—the beginning.It will end on the streets of Chicago—with me as the end.

I, Santino Sinacore, am their end.

**This may be the end of the OG Eagle Elite, but it is NOT the end of the Eagle Elite World!**

New Adult angst meets The Godfather in this Mafia-themed romance from New York Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken.

Cursed, numb, rejected, scorned, wicked, sinister, dark, and twisted … this is Tex Campisi’s legacy. He killed his father in cold blood and lost his soul right along with him. He craves war more than peace, and he’s about to take his place in history as the youngest Capo dei Capi in the Cosa Nostra–that is until someone stops him, saves him from himself.

But the only person able to do that is Tex’s best friend’s sister, Mo Abandonato, and she just ripped his heart out and asked him to hold it in his hands while she put bullets through it.

He is cursed so he did it.

He is numb so he held it.

He’s wicked so he liked it.

Tex used the pain Mo caused as a catalyst to turn into his biggest nightmare–the five families’ greatest enemy. It is Tex’s turn to take a stand, knowing full well he is going to lose his mind to the madness that is the American Mafia. He has always been told blood is thicker than life. Tex wishes he would have listened, because regardless of who you love, you will betray. You will kill.

Blood always wins.

The only way out is death.

Welcome to the dark side of the family.

Twenty-four hours before we were to be married, I offered to shoot her. Ten hours before our wedding, I made a mockery of her dying wish. Five hours before we were going to say our vows, I promised I’d never love her. One hour before I said I do, I vowed I’d never shed a tear over her death.

But the minute we were pronounced man and wife, I knew.

I knew I’d only use my gun to protect her. I’d give my life for hers. I’d cry. And I would, most definitely, lose myself to a dying girl–a girl who by all accounts never should have been mine in the first place.

I always believed the Mafia would be my end game–poisoning my heart while it claimed my soul. I never could have imagined it would be my redemption … or the beginning of something beautiful.

The beginning of her. The end of us.

The next installment in the Eagle Elite romance series from New York Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken.

He is a killer, a rapist, a monster and knows only pain and survival. That is until the capo’s sister walked into his life and changed everything. She’s a light who makes his darkness darker, her smile makes his heart turn to ice, and he can’t escape the fear her seductive looks instill–knowing it’s only a matter of time before he fails again, and takes her for himself.

This is the story of his redemption. But it’s not pretty because he died, and came to life again–breathing but not surviving. He is Phoenix De Lange, son to a murdered mob boss, estranged brother, horrible friend, monster in the making, newest leader to one of the most powerful families in the Cosa Nostra. And he will have his vengeance–or die trying. Death is all he knows, until she offers him a piece of life Phoenix can’t resist taking.

I have lost everything–my purpose, my love, my soul.

Death knocks on my door. I want to answer, but every time I reach for the handle, the promise I made her brings me back.

So I breathe. I live. I hate. And I allow the anger to boil beneath the surface of a perfectly indifferent facade.

I am broken, and I don’t want to be fixed.

One last trip to New York, one last chance to redeem a lost part of the Mafia family. The Empire is crumbling, and it’s my job to fix it. It’s my job to mend the pieces that were scattered over thirty years ago.

But the only way to fix it is to do something I swore I’d never do again: an arranged marriage.

This time, I won’t fall. Or so help me God, I’ll kill her myself.

My name is Sergio Abandonato. You think you know my pain, my suffering, my anger, my hate.

You have no idea.

I am the Mafia. I am the darkness.

Blood in. No out.

A stand-alone prequel to the bestselling Eagle Elite series

Joyce loves Luca. Luca loves Joyce.

Frank loves his family and will do anything to protect it, even if it means taking away his brother’s reason for existing.

Falling only takes one step, one movement of the chess piece, and in Joyce’s fall she took more than just one heart with her.

Go back to the beginning, where the drama of the Elect all starts.

Go back to the first part of the story, where true love tried to conquer all.

Where true love … failed.

The newest installment in the Mafia-themed contemporary romance series the Eagle Elite by New York Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken.

There are two sides to every story, and theirs isn’t pretty, but then again, what’s pretty about the Mafia? Trace Rooks, that’s what. But she only wants one of them, and he’ll kill the other before he lets him have her.

The only problem is that they’re cousins–and she may just be their long-lost enemy. Whoever said college was hard clearly didn’t attend Eagle Elite University. Welcome to hell, also known as the Mafia, where blood is thicker than life, and to keep yours, you must keep your friends close–and your enemies even closer.

From New York Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken comes the third book in the bestselling Eagle Elite series.

“As burns this saint, so burns my soul. I enter alive, and I will have to get out dead.”

Chase Winter let the love of his life slip through his fingers and into the hands of his best friend and Mafia boss of the Abandonato family. Now that he’s been given a second chance to right a wrong, he refuses to let his own selfishness stand in the way. The only problem is that he’s not fully in possession of his heart. So when he is asked for a favor by Mil De Lange–the girl who’s innocence he stole and who is heir to the worst of the worst Mafia families in the United States–he says yes, not realizing that that one yes has the power to destroy them all.

Mil has been in love with Chase Winter as long as she can remember, but as the years went by, love turned into hate. And now that he’s agreed to help her, she’s wondering if she made a fatal error because Chase isn’t a teenager anymore. He’s a hot-blooded male, bent on owning every part of her, body and soul, and he’s willing to kill anyone in his path who dares stand in the way.

Secrets will finally be revealed–but make no mistake, it’s going to take a lot of bloodshed for those truths to be discovered.

You’ve never read a new-adult Mafia story like this before. Loyalties will be tested, lovers reunited, and friendships obliterated. Welcome to the Family. Blood in–no out.

Author Note: This book was originally written in weekly episodes in my newsletter

Welcome to the world of the Elite … Where nothing is as it seems. All Tanit wants to do is make it through the school year without gaining any sort of attention.

Until she gains his attention. He’s cruel. He’s beautiful. He’s everything she’s been warned to stay away from …

Set ten years into the Eagle Elite future, find out what’s happened to Eagle Elite University and make way for a new boss …

I grew up knowing it would happen one day. Believing that I would fall into my father’s footsteps and become a monster of my own making. So I fought it. I lived. I loved. I teased. And then one day . . . I destroyed. And realized I loved the pain. Obsessed over the feeling. So I cut again and again and again.
She saw my rage, my madness, and tried to stop me from destroying myself, and I hated her for it, pushing her away past the point of no return.
Izzy Abandonato was supposed to be mine. But there are some things people can never come back from. I hurt her, she hurt me, and now I’m living a lie. Telling the ones I love that I’m on one side when for years I’ve been forced to play both. I’m no angel. I’ve fallen. And I may single-handedly bring down the Cosa Nostra-by default.
I, Maksim Sinacore, will have my vengeance. I will win her back. Even if it means I have to kill everyone in my path.
The pain masks the betrayal. I never realized that one day-I’d be the very rat that I hated. That I was sent to kill. But once you’re deep in a lie-you’ll do anything to hide the truth.
She fell for the bad one. She fell for the sinner. So why does that make me smile?
Contains mature themes.

My name is shouted on rooftops. It’s written on bras, on the inside of bathroom stalls, hell, my name is everywhere. To say my name is to experience an orgasm without ever leaving your damn house. My name is Zane Saint Andrews. I’m sex. I’m a rock god. I’m also…a virgin. What they don’t know won’t kill them right? Give the people what they want. And what they want is the idea of me; the pleasure they gain at listening to my song and knowing without a doubt I’m talking about them and only them. It worked for a while. Until a nerdy girl with glasses falls at my feet, literally, and suddenly I don’t want to be Saint anymore. What I want? What I really need? Is to be kept. By her.

From #1 New York Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken comes a standalone new adult romance set in the competitive world of K-pop.

It’s not all K-dramas and happily ever afters.

Intern with Korea’s number one record label? Yes, please. Find out there’s a huge scandal I need to help “manage” … not so much. Add in the fact that I don’t recognize the “superstars” of the label and think they’re interns …And my dream job quickly becomes more of a nightmare.

But I’m in Seoul, the one place that is beginning to feel more and more like home …Except it isn’t home, and the drama surrounding the biggest K-pop group in the world, SWT, is consuming my every moment. Spoiler alert. They hate me. Everything I do is wrong: wrong clothes, wrong honorifics, wrong manners. Till the leader of SWT takes pity on me.But pity is dangerous when it comes from someone as beautiful as him.

Every SWT member is gorgeous, perfect, and cultivated to be an idol … lethal to a girl’s heart.And sanity. But fame plus a perfect face and voice don’t equal an easy life. As their comeback nears, the stakes rise higher. Suicide watch …Angry fans …Threats …

All I want to do is survive. But the price for survival might mean losing my heart.And like a character in a K-drama, I’m not sure if there will be an actual happily ever after …Or simply a lesson learned.

Pretty things aren’t meant to be broken. But I broke her, and now we both have to pay the price.

I’m her nightmare.I’m her savior.And now that I have her signature on an ironclad contract, I own her body and soul.She doesn’t remember me.She will.It’s inevitable.Because as much as I know I need to stay away, for fear of unlocking the memories I helped her father bury–I can’t.She was the apple in the Garden, dangled in front of me, her core so tempting and sweet. A voice whispered. Just. One. Bite.I bit.I tasted.I fell.

Welcome to the world of the Russian mafia, where death is your only future.

A mafia romance about best friends turned enemies by Rachel Van Dyken, the number one New York Times bestselling author of the Eagle Elite series.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend . . .
I never thought my father would ask this of me, to become the second generation at Eagle Elite University, to rule with an iron fist, and to take care of anyone who gets in our way. But ever since the incident. Ever since Him. There’s been a war in our little clique. After all, a house divided cannot stand.
He’s the problem, not me. He used to kiss me like I was his oxygen. Now he looks at me like I’m his poison. But we both drank it, again and again, never believing there would be a day when our love would start a war. And our friendship would shatter into a million pieces. Then again, the worst thing you could do in the mafia is hang on to hope that your life will be normal.
The second worst thing? Fall in love with your best friend. Enemy. And heir to the Nicolasi throne.
Contains mature themes.

I was born under fire and swore to protect her until my dying day, I just never knew that one day, I’d be the very monster I was protecting her from.
She didn’t know it was me. She didn’t know that I had no choice and would do it again and again to save her.
I may as well have given her the mark on her finger. The one that shows where her loyalty must lie. Because we don’t sin in silence. And eventually, you have to pay up what you owe.
My need to protect her turned into a lie to save her. And when she found out-I turned in to the very monster I was trying to protect her from. Watching Violet Abandonato walk out of my life was like a knife to the chest, a wound that refused to heal. The bosses sent me to protect her, to watch over her even though I was the demon she fled.
We both carry scars. But if all I can have is her hate for as long as I breathe. I’ll take it. Because at the end of the day, I should burn in Hell forever thinking Chase Abandonato’s perfect angel would pick me-over her perfect life.
“I broke you,” I confessed. “The worst part . . . is that you liked it,” she snapped right back.
Contains mature themes.

We’ve all been there, some more than others, you know what I’m talking about, where you have the hots for the new business teacher.
I was one hundred percent that guy. I shamelessly flirted with her my senior year, only earning her irritation more and more. On graduation, I stood up to her husband after he got violent, and I’ll never forget the look in her eyes when she told me it wasn’t my place.
Fast forward to my senior year of college and what do you know, the new adjunct professor is the one and only Mrs. Robinson, she’s eight years older than me and smoking hot. Did I mention divorced?
She looks at me like I’m trouble, and I’m only happy to deliver on that promise. I’m going to show her how a real man treats a woman and use every weapon in my Pleasure Pony arsenal to do it.
Go big or go home.
Contains mature themes.

What’s harder than having to babysit a bunch of musicians in the small town of Seaside, Oregon? Adding your ex to the mix. She hates me. I freaking loathe her. I was stupid enough to say yes. Stupid enough to take one last chance on helping rebuild her acting career. I’m a sucker for a challenge. But I didn’t expect to care…

I had his posters on my wall when I was sixteen, and when I accidentally got pregnant in high school, his was the face I dreamt of when I closed my eyes at night. Now, over twenty years later, that dream has turned into reality. Not only is Drew Amhurst in my tiny town of Seaside, alive and in the flesh, but he’s mentoring my rock-star son. Drew says he’s mine for a week, and he made me three promises: no strings attached, no falling in love, and only seven days. He’s confident he can help me rediscover myself both in and out of the bedroom, and I’m confident he’s too arrogant for his own good. At the end of seven days, he swears he’ll walk out of my life the way he came into it. The only problem is, the more I get to know him the more I want to surrender the last pieces of my heart and beg him to stay.

To touch a Dark One is death.
To talk to an immortal is suicide.
Yet, I’ve been marked by both.
A Vampire.
And the King of the immortals.
My life is no longer my own.
And now I know the truth, my life was never mine to begin with.
It was theirs.
It’s always been theirs.
Contains mature themes.

Life’s Too Short meets The Unhoneymooners in this sparkling, steamy, and swoon-worthy novel from #1 New York Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken, in which two sworn enemies must share house, home–and maybe their hearts–when they become co-parents after a sudden loss.

Colby’s living her best life: as a popular food blogger, she gets to fulfill her dreams of exploring the globe. But her world comes crashing down when a tragic accident leaves her co-guardian of her best friend’s two adorable children. Not only does she need to put down roots–fast–but she’ll be sharing custody with the one man she can’t stand sharing a continent with, let alone a house.

Accountant-extraordinaire Rip values rules and plans. But when he loses his sister and his best friend and becomes an insta-guardian all in one night, Rip sees his organized life imploding. What he really doesn’t need is his sister’s irresponsible, flighty–albeit kind and gorgeous–best friend making it worse.

Rip doesn’t trust Colby to take their new responsibilities seriously, while Colby can’t believe Rip thinks children will thrive under his rigid control. Yet soon Rip and Colby discover they need each other more than they hate each other. Could it be possible that following their hearts is just what their new little family needs?

The first day she was sitting by herself-I felt sorry for her. After all, it couldn’t be easy wrangling all the testosterone at Wingmen Inc as one of the only female office managers. The second day she literally counted her carrots during break-she had seven by the way, right along with seven sips of her drink in between taking seven tiny little bites of the first carrot.
Now I’m not one to brag, or maybe I am, but math and science fascinate me, so do problems. And this woman screamed puzzle from the way she ducked her head every time anyone looked at her, to the way she counted food and tapped the table when she didn’t think anyone was watching.
I’d like to think I took pity on her that day when, in fact, she was the one that took pity on me and asked if I needed a friend. She assumed I had a learning disability since I’d been staring so damn hard.
Things would have ended there, except, my bosses need someone to test the new Wingmen App and since I was the only single guy on the floor-I was nominated, right along with the only single woman, the same one who thinks I need to use my fingers to count.
Contains mature themes.

I’ve been given thirty days to prove my love to another immortal-as a human. Cursed to use nothing but the side of myself I’ve always despised to win her affection. I am Cassius, the King of the immortals, A Dark One.
And today I tasted fear for the first time. How can I win her when my human emotions over take every ounce of logic I possess?
A darkness is brewing. One I cannot stop as a human. One that Stephanie, my love’s visions, have shown, will be my end.
Thirty days ago I was King of the immortals. Today I know fear. Today I know how I will die.
By her hand.
The woman I love.
Contains mature themes.