Cover Reveal: Fractured Ties by Bethany-Kris

FRACTURED TIES: BOYKOV BRATVA

by Bethany-KrisCover Credits: London MillerPublication Date: June 8, 2020Genres: Adult, Romantic Suspense, Organized Crime. Erotic Romance, Standalone

Everything comes with a price.Kolya Boykov isn’t afraid to die—he’s already been dead for a long time.All it takes is one look at her from across the bar, and Kolya comes to life again. She’s fragile and beautiful and caged. Taking her was the last thing he should have done, but he’s never wanted anything like he wants Maya. As the son of a Bratva boss, no one can stop him from having her.Maya Kozlov wishes she was invisible—mistreated and unloved, they never let her forget it.All it takes is a few words from him, and Maya’s life is turned upside down all over again. He’s cold and harsh and terrifying. She should have run the first chance she could, but that’s the thing about Kolya; he makes her want to stay. As the unwanted daughter of a dead man, she just wants to be happy.There’s only one problem. It’s more than just Kolya who wants to keep Maya forever. Family, legacy, and the mafia … nothing will stand in their way.The cost of this betrayal is high.What will be the price?*Note: Fractured Ties is a standalone Boykov Bratva mafia romance.

“Kolya,” Ivan greeted, “since when do you make your way to my part of town?”

“Since tonight.” Kolya drummed his leather-clad fingertips to the worn bar and gave Ivan a look from the side. “Seems I’m needed down this way, unfortunately.”

“Thought you weren’t the type to—”

“Could I get you something?”

Kolya stiffened.

That voice.

Soft, and sweet, yet bubbly and friendly.

Not at all what he expected to greet him when the bartender made his—no, shit, apparently her—way down to serve him. It was something about the fact there was a woman here … a woman with the softest, sweetest tone he had ever heard … that made him hesitate.

And tense.

A knot of stress pulled his shoulder blades together.

Still, he looked at the woman.

Pixie-like in her features, the top of her head would barely reach his chest. He could probably use her fucking head as an arm rest when he was standing beside her. Her tiny button nose accentuated the rest of her dainty features. She had small lips, pink and uncolored by makeup or stain, that smiled even though he found hesitance and uncertainty in her blue eyes.

And blue.

Damn, so blue.

Like the ocean right before a storm.

Or a sky on a cloudless summer day.

But her hair was pin-straight hanging over her shoulders, and jet-black.

Like the darkest night.

Like tar.

Like his soul.

She wasn’t particularly dressed up, but she wasn’t dressed down in her outfit, either. Simple straight-leg, tight jeans and a bohemian-style blouse. It told him she had dressed to look appropriate, but not draw attention.

He didn’t blame her.

The only attention a woman like her—delicate, beautiful, and sweet-looking—might find here was the bad kind.

Kind of like him.

Because, yeah, Kolya noticed her.

Something he didn’t do.

“Maya, stop standing there,” Ivan barked, drawing Kolya’s attention away from the woman, “and make yourself useful, yes? Go do anything else but be near me.”

“Sorry,” the woman—Maya—whispered.

Quickly, she scurried off.

“I wanted a drink,” Kolya groused, shooting Ivan a glare.

Really, he just wanted Maya to come back.

So he could tell her to run.

ABOUT BETHANY-KRIS

Bethany-Kris is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother to four young sons, one cat, and two dogs. A small town in Eastern Canada where she was born and raised is where she has always called home. With her boys under her feet, snuggling cat, barking dogs, and a hubby calling over his shoulder, she is nearly always writing something … when she can find the time.

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