Accidentally Impregnated by the Bratva
(2026)(Book 16 in the Zolotov Bratva series)
A novel by Isla Brooks
I’m the Bratva’s pretend girlfriend. But he got me pregnant for real.
I caught my now ex-boyfriend cheating, but he wouldn’t let me leave and trapped me.
Until a much older, hotter-than-hot Bratva guy storms in like he owns me and hauls me into his car.
He says we need to be pretend lovers in public to take revenge on my ex. And I say…Okay?
I have no idea who he is or what the Bratva does. But the tattoos on his body speak for themselves.
He tells me of a Russian world I didn’t know exists, and that he has serious beef with my ex.
When he proposes to be pretend lovers so that we can both take revenge on my ex, I hesitate.
But who am I kidding? I have no place to go anyway. I might as well say yes.
He lays out the rules clearly. Public appearances will be convincing, and we stay professional.
But it’s difficult to know where the black and white end, and the gray begins.
His hand starts on the small of my back, but ends up in areas that are off limits.
My belly starts out flat, and then it grows and grows with something that’s very much his.
How much longer until he owns me completely?
The Zolotov Bratva control Philadelphia. They are cruel, relentless, and resolve conflicts solely through bloodshed. But when you’re the woman they want, you’ll discover the meaning of tough, addictive love that only their frosted Russian heart can give you...
Genre: Romance
I caught my now ex-boyfriend cheating, but he wouldn’t let me leave and trapped me.
Until a much older, hotter-than-hot Bratva guy storms in like he owns me and hauls me into his car.
He says we need to be pretend lovers in public to take revenge on my ex. And I say…Okay?
I have no idea who he is or what the Bratva does. But the tattoos on his body speak for themselves.
He tells me of a Russian world I didn’t know exists, and that he has serious beef with my ex.
When he proposes to be pretend lovers so that we can both take revenge on my ex, I hesitate.
But who am I kidding? I have no place to go anyway. I might as well say yes.
He lays out the rules clearly. Public appearances will be convincing, and we stay professional.
But it’s difficult to know where the black and white end, and the gray begins.
His hand starts on the small of my back, but ends up in areas that are off limits.
My belly starts out flat, and then it grows and grows with something that’s very much his.
How much longer until he owns me completely?
The Zolotov Bratva control Philadelphia. They are cruel, relentless, and resolve conflicts solely through bloodshed. But when you’re the woman they want, you’ll discover the meaning of tough, addictive love that only their frosted Russian heart can give you...
Genre: Romance