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Natasha Knight is the USA Today Bestselling author of Romantic Suspense and Dark Romance Novels. She has sold over a million books and is translated into six languages. She currently lives in The Netherlands with her husband and two daughters and when she’s not writing, she’s walking in the woods listening to a book, sitting in a corner reading or off exploring the world as often as she can get away.
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Titles By Natasha Knight
He says you can only rise up once you hit rock bottom.
Only be made whole once you’re fully broken.
I don’t know that there’s anything left to break.
Time is running out for me. Enemies are closing in at every turn.
But this time I won’t be alone.
One brother has vowed his protection. The other reaffirmed his hatred of me.
Yet they both want me.
But something dark is unraveling inside me.
An event too terrible clawing its way into my consciousness.
And even as things begin to change between us, it’s those memories that may undo us all.
I never imagined my first trip to Italy would be to bury my father.
But there I stood, alone in the ancient cathedral with my father’s casket, a handful of soldiers standing guard.
It never occurred to me that anyone would disrupt the sanctity of the moment.
But the Caballero brothers have little regard for the church and even less for my family. They marched in weapons in hand and turned my world upside down.
They shattered what peace I had.
They desecrated my father’s body.
And they took what they wanted. Me.
I’m a princess in a tower in a breathtaking villa.
My bedroom overlooks the turquoise sea but the door is locked.
And I have to contend with not one but two dragons.
Stefan Sabbioni showed up uninvited in my bedroom on my sixteenth birthday. He stood in the shadows smelling of whiskey and death and wrapped a broken, blood-crusted necklace around my neck. I thought he’d strangle me with it.
That night, he left a message for my father. He said he’d be back to take something precious.
I never delivered that message, though. I wonder if things would be different if I had because now, two years later, he’s back. And he’s not hiding in any shadows.
He’s come to make good on his promise.
He’s back to take that something precious.
Marchese is the manipulator of my family’s tragedy. I won’t just bring him to his knees. I’ll bury him for what he did.
Taking his daughter is only the beginning. I’ll do it knowing I’m starting a war. I’ll do it knowing my enemies will become his allies. They’ll stop at nothing to destroy me and he’ll stop at nothing to get her back.
I’ve never shied away from war, though. I’m not one to play nice and I don’t share my toys. I’ll demolish you if you touch what’s mine.
And she is most definitely mine.
A Society rooted in power, wealth, and long-held dynasties.
Where men are Kings, and women are pawns.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve dreamt of escaping the shackles of my expectations.
But it can only ever be a dream.
I made a fatal mistake, and those shackles became a cage.
Now I’m trapped in a war with a man who controls my every move.
He’s my brother’s best friend.
My enemy, my tormentor, and my solace.
His words have the power to wound me.
His touch just might break me.
But this is his kingdom, and as long as I’m here I only have one choice.
I’ll play by his rules.
Note from the authors: The Rite Trilogy is set in the world of The Society. It is the story of Mercedes De La Rosa and Judge Montgomery. The trilogy can be read on its own.
If you’re new to The Society and would like to read the first series of books in the world, you can start with Requiem of the Soul.
I betrayed my best friend. A man who was more a brother to me than my own blood.
And now I fear I have lost her too.
She claims men hold all the power in our world, but she has brought me to my knees. I love her. I know that now. Too little too late.
Breaking a heart is easy. Mending one is more complicated.
But a predator lies in wait of her. And I’ll do anything I must to keep her safe.
With a look I send men to their knees.
Yet she stands tall against me, taunting me with her rebellion.
But we all have rules we must live by.
And I have broken the most sacred.
I took her to my bed.
I claimed that which did not belong to me.
And now that the beast within has had a taste, it wants more.
Just when I was beginning to trust my husband, he betrayed me.
Just when I thought I was falling in love he showed me the beast he truly is.
I understand his thirst for revenge. But I don’t want to play this game of pawn and puppet master.
No matter how his hands make my heart race and my body crave his devil’s touch, I won’t give in.
I love his daughter.
But I can’t let myself fall in love with her father.
I have exactly what I want. Revenge.
Soon everything the Bishops have will be mine.
But it will cost me more than I bargained.
Isabelle Bishop hates me. As she should.
I know what I am. And now she does too.
But falling in love with my wife was never part of my plan.
Jericho St. James hates my family.
Powerful, wealthy beyond belief, he's the most dangerous man I know.
And I belong to him.
He’s taken me from my home.
He'll make me his wife.
And he’s made it very clear I’ll be sleeping in his bed.
But my beast has a secret.
His one weakness. One that makes hating him impossible.
He has a daughter.
And he’ll do anything to keep her safe.
The Bishops stole what money cannot replace.
A life for a life. Now I’ll take one of theirs.
Isabelle is my pawn.
I will make her my wife.
I will bed her.
She will be mine in every way.
And once I take what I need from her, I will erase the Bishop family as if they never existed at all.
It all started with a contract signed by him, then by me, while our families watched. While my father sat silent, a man defeated, giving his daughter to the Benedetti monsters.
I obeyed. I played my part. I signed my name and gave away my life. I became their living, breathing trophy, a constant symbol of their power over us.
That was five years ago.
Then came the time for him to claim me. For Salvatore Benedetti to own me.
I had vowed vengeance. I had learned hate. And yet, nothing could have prepared me for the man who now ruled my life.
I expected a monster, one I would destroy. But nothing is ever black or white. No one is either good or evil. For all his darkness, I saw his light. For all his evil, I saw his good. As much as he made me hate him, a passion hotter than the fires of hell burned inside me.
I was his, and he was mine.
My very own monster.
I owned the DeMarco Mafia Princess. She belonged to me now. We had won, and they had lost. And what better way to teach a lesson than to take from them that which is most precious? Most beloved?
I was the boy who would be king. Next in line to rule the Benedetti Family. Lucia DeMarco was the spoils of war. Mine to do with as I pleased.
It was my duty to break her. To make her life a living hell. My soul was dark, I was hell bound. And there was no way out, not for either of us. Because the Benedetti family never lost, and in our wake, we left destruction. It’s how it had always been. How I believed it would always be.
Heir to a powerful dynasty.
Wealth. Power. Aristocracy.
Temptations too dangerous to resist.
Until someone tried to steal it all.
Scarred and broken, I emerged from the flames.
Now I’ve returned to take what’s mine.
The first item on my agenda?
Make Ivy Moreno my wife.
Bend her until she breaks.
For generations, the Scafoni family have demanded a sacrifice of us. A virgin daughter to atone for sins so old, we don't even remember what they are anymore.
But when you have as much money as they do, you don't play by the rules. You make them.
And Sebastian Scafoni makes all the rules.
The moment I saw him, I knew he would choose me. Even though the mark on my sheath declared me unclean. Even though my beautiful sisters stood beside me, offered to him, he still chose me.
He made me his.
And then he set out to break me.
That’s how long it took me to find her.
Five years after my world shattered, leaving me a scarred and broken man.
By then, the girl I knew was gone. In her place stood a woman. One who looked like an angel. An impossible, beautiful angel.
I killed for her. Soaked my hands in the blood of those who hurt her and rescued her from hell.
But hell has a way of following you. Becoming a part of you. Maybe the only part you recognize.
I had every intention of bringing her home. Setting her free.
I swear I did.
But the men who stole her all those years ago weren’t done with her yet. They’d stop at nothing to get her back. And I’d kill any man who tried to take her from me.
She calls me her avenging angel.
But I know the truth.
I’m no angel.
Because even as I tell myself I’m protecting her I know one thing for sure.
I am a monster, too. No better than them.
Because just like them, I’ll never let her go.