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Who are we? Like you even need to ask. We’re the seven richer-than-sin legacies causing debauchery at the prestigious Astor University in Manhattan.
Some call us spoiled.
Some call us trouble.
But everyone calls us the Park Avenue Princes.

Notorious Park Avenue Prince is the sixth standalone novel in the Park Avenue Princes world.

James “East” Easton
“The Pompous One”

I’m so over college. It was supposed to be the time of our lives, a time of debauchery, but one by one, Cupid aimed his arrow and hit every one of my moron friends.

Relationships.

Could there be anything more soul-sucking and lame? To be tied to one person, and have to think about their…feelings.

Who are we? Like you even need to ask. We’re the seven richer-than-sin legacies causing debauchery at the prestigious Astor University in Manhattan.
Some call us spoiled.
Some call us trouble.
But everyone calls us the Park Avenue Princes.

Who are we? Like you even need to ask. We’re the seven richer-than-sin legacies causing debauchery at the prestigious Astor University in Manhattan.
Some call us spoiled.
Some call us trouble.
But everyone calls us the Park Avenue Princes.

Preston Abernathy “The Perfect Guy” When people look at me, I know what they see. -a model student -senator’s son with a shining future in politics -Serena Carrington’s boyfriend -the studious, polite, dependable Park Avenue Prince But sometimes looks can be deceiving. Because I’m hiding a secret. A big one. One that could shake the very foundation of the…

Donovan “Van” Truitt “The Model” Wrong place. Wrong time. Right guy. Showing up at a very indecent film shoot was an accident. I was a highly paid model. A professional. I didn’t get down and dirty for the cameras, but one look at the sex god needing a scene partner and I found myself reconsidering. After all, with a name like Sin, a body out of my rugged…

Who are we? Like you even need to ask. We’re the seven richer-than-sin legacies causing debauchery at the prestigious Astor University in Manhattan. Some call us spoiled. Some call us trouble. But everyone calls us the Park Avenue Princes. Weston LaRue “The Playboy” I’m never one to turn down a bet. Especially not when it comes to retaliating against the…

“They took something that belonged to me—
and nothing will stop me from getting him back.”

The Fiores have made their move.
In a last-ditch effort to save their crumbling empire, they’ve managed to take back their heir, landing a blow to the Rossettis—in particular, Dom.

But failure is not an option for Dom, and soon he finds himself at a crossroads:
Follow his father’s orders and leave Luca to the wolves, or defy the boss and get back what he lost.

The question is, will Luca choose to trust Dom to keep him safe even after all he’s put him through, or will he put his future in the hands of his long-lost family instead?

As the war between enemies reaches its breaking point, both Dom and Luca face the most difficult decision of their lives.

Do they fight for their families or do they fight for each other?

“What are you going to do with me?”
“Whatever the hell I want.”

In Manhattan, tensions are rising.
In a play for power, the Rossetti family has made a decisive blow, crippling their rivals—an act that has forced the Fiores to make a desperate move to maintain their supremacy.

Many miles away, Luca Davis, a young medical student, has no idea his life is about to change.
No idea that everything he’s been told about his life has been a lie.
Enter Domenico Rossetti, the ruthless Mafia prince. Powerful and unforgiving, he’s a savage in a suit—and the one who holds the cards when it comes to his new captive.

But when the war escalates and both are forced into seclusion, the two men are faced with a new threat: the rising sexual tension between them.
You don’t fall for the one person you’re supposed to hate, but it’s a temptation neither can resist.
Because falling in love with the enemy isn’t only wrong—it’s forbidden.
And the cost for defying everyone will be their lives.

I wasn’t supposed to want him. The bronzed god lying by my pool in tight shorts that left little to the imagination. But I was only human, and with the temptation constantly within reach, it was only a matter of time before I could no longer resist.

It was wrong. I knew that.

He was my son’s age.
Hell, he was my son’s friend.

But even worse...I was his teacher.