Mafia Books for Women
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Beneath The Mafia's Dark Mind
What's more important to you in life? Is it love, life, or is it power? It is believed that doom brings worlds together in unity, but in reality it is a power struggle between what we want and what we get. Derek D'Amico is a perfect philanthropist, who has everything from power and fame to wealth. He is known by all as one of the youngest and most successful of bachelors but unknown to everyone, behind that handsome dream is a nightmare. Derek is a tyrant and ruthless mafia who doesn't have an ounce of empathy and is believed to be heartless. He has gynophobia but rumors had it that he is gay. Concurrently, his dark world becomes misty as he crashes with Scarlett Fernando. Scarlett is the first and only lady Derek has been in close contact without experiencing an attack or feeling repulsive, which spikes his curiosity. He is set to know who the strange lady is and what makes her so different. Little did he know that his curiosity will cause a crack on his stern wall, hereby unraveling secrets and bringing lots of drama to his hellacious life. Will his decision to bring Scarlett into his world become all rosy and a thrilling experience that he wants? Or will Scarlett's decision to step into his dark world become a box of pain that doom has to offer?/1/114602/coverorgin.jpg?v=647b8ec2327f2ef98bb0fad7973e3408&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Abandoned Heiress, Now His Mafia Bride
I was tracing the gold paint on my own tombstone when a hand tapped me on the shoulder. It was Clayton. The same man who, five years ago, had left me bleeding out in a ditch because he didn't want to be late for my sister's engagement party. "Die quietly, Ivy," he had said over the phone before hanging up. Now, standing over my grave, he dropped his cheap plastic flowers in shock. "Ivy? You're... we buried you." They hadn't buried me. They had buried an empty box to save face, mourning a "troubled" daughter they had actually discarded like broken trash the moment I became a liability. Clayton's shock quickly turned to that familiar, arrogant anger. He accused me of faking my death for attention. He told me I was sick for putting the family through such pain. He even reached out to grab my arm, intending to drag me back to my father to apologize. "You're coming with me," he spat. "You owe us an explanation." But he made a fatal mistake. He thought he was talking to Ivy Dillard, the soft girl who cried when she skinned her knees. He didn't notice the town car waiting at the curb, or the man stepping out of it. Before Clayton's fingers could graze my coat, a hand made of steel caught his wrist. Collin Richardson, the most feared Capo in Chicago, stepped between us. "Touch my wife again," Collin whispered, his voice promising violence. "And you lose the hand." I smiled at the terror draining the color from Clayton's face. I didn't come back from the dead to explain myself. I came back to bury them./0/58754/coverorgin.jpg?v=e073fbc101c80749953c05230cd34b13&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia King's Property
Cecile Russo is the princess of the Russo cartel. She lives a sheltered life where she is given everything that she wants on a platter of gold while blissfully unaware of the business her father is into and just how dangerous it could be for her. Danger looms when she takes the risky decision of sneaking past her security details the night before her birthday. Because of that decision, she is plunged into a world of lies, deceit, pain and blood which she is forced to endure. Will she be able to get away from that life or will she be forced to stay in it? Will she lose herself or will she emerge victorious and unscathed? How does she manage as a green eyed woman in a world that was created to be merciless to everyone especially women? Find out in this gripping story that keeps you glued to its pages with every sentence that you read./0/75180/coverorgin.jpg?v=9582bedb2578c4be8c72dfda20982d30&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sierra Morgan: The Don's Bride
In the dark underbelly of Philadelphia, two opposing crime families-the Morgans and the Rinaldis-have maintained a tenuous peace. However, when a merciless Japanese gang executes the killings of their leaders to instigate turmoil, the equilibrium of power breaks, sending the city into a lethal battle of trickery, treachery, and vengeance. Sierra Morgan, the unacknowledged and overlooked daughter of the Morgan clan, is plunged into a perilous task: wed Dominic Rinaldi, the icy and strategic new Don of Il Condottiero, and deceive him for the sake of her vengeful half-siblings. It's a task she cannot decline, but as Sierra enters the foe's lair, she realizes that Dominic is not the cold-hearted villain she thought he was. Underneath his harsh facade exists a man marked by grief, allegiance, and hidden truths. As their arranged marriage develops into an unforeseen situation, Sierra feels conflicted between her allegiance to her family and the increasing emotions she harbors for the man she was meant to ruin. But betrayal runs deep on both sides, and when shocking truths emerge-including a secret child, forbidden affairs, and an insidious mole within the Rinaldi clan-Sierra realizes the true enemy may not be who she thought. With bloodshed escalating and time running out, Sierra must make an impossible choice: protect the man she loves or betray him to save herself. Can love survive in a world where loyalty is bought with blood, and betrayal is just another business transaction? A story of forbidden love, power struggles, and shocking twists, this gripping tale will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very last page./0/97864/coverorgin.jpg?v=b2fc98c2eda0c45a9ad842ef87860b11&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Discarded Mafia Bride: My Empire Rises
I woke from a five-year coma not to the faces of my family, but to my own death certificate. It was signed by my parents and my fiancé, Dante Moretti, the most ruthless Don in our world. He had sworn on his father's grave to wait for me. Instead, he replaced me with Sienna—the very woman who put me in that hospital bed. My own son, Luca, looked at me with cold, unfamiliar eyes. "You're not my mother," he sneered, hiding behind the woman who wore my face. My parents rushed to shield her, not me. "You must understand the bigger picture," my father said. "We did what was necessary for the Famiglia." But the final betrayal came after Sienna pushed me off a bridge and needed a blood transfusion. My own parents signed the consent form to use my blood, and my fiancé gave the order. "Save her," he snarled. The nurse told me they were ordered to "discard the blood bag after use." As if I were trash. I walked out of that hospital, a ghost in my own life. I took the new identity my old professor offered and vanished. This time, I wouldn't be Elara Bianchi, the tragic fiancée. I would build an empire of my own./1/116793/coverorgin.jpg?v=5a03922f29bd07945212a58a921c1f2f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Leaving The Underworld For True Love
For five years, I was the undisputed Mafia Queen, the only exception to the ruthless Don's lethal boundaries. That was until I was locked out of my husband's encrypted tablet. His new, ambitious associate answered his most guarded phone line. "The new passcode is my birthdate. He lets me play games on it." When I handed Dante the divorce papers, he violently tore them to shreds, coldly reprimanding me for throwing a tantrum over a young girl. My own parents refused to offer sanctuary, demanding I turn a blind eye to his mistress just to maintain our family's syndicate power. Serena even showed up at my estate, flaunting the custom clothes Dante bought her and bragging that they had already slept together. When I told her to get out, Dante protectively pulled her behind him. "You are a hysterical lunatic. Be magnanimous to the young associate." I had foolishly loved a man who could so easily replace me, treating my five years of devotion like dirt. He was so busy defending his mistress that he never knew I was already carrying his long-awaited heir. I stopped crying and calmly booked a one-way international flight. I went to an underground clinic to terminate the pregnancy, leaving the blood-stained receipt and the ultrasound photo as his anniversary gift before vanishing from his world forever./0/78310/coverorgin.jpg?v=9402704f459c007fa2278f7f22559fa3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia Widow's Revenge
When Elena Russo's husband, the formidable mafia boss Lorenzo Russo, is brutally murdered, her life is shattered. But as she delved deeper into his past, she began to doubt all she thought she knew about him. Secrets emerge-dangerous ones-and she wonders if she ever truly knew the man she married. With each discovery, the distinctions between love, treachery, and revenge become less clear. Adrian DeLuca, a powerful rival with a personal vendetta, becomes the prime suspect. He not only owned a stake in Lorenzo's casino but had a heated confrontation with him just a day before his death. But Adrian has his own demons-forever haunted by his mother's brutal murder at the hands of his father's enemies. Determined to prove himself to the man who never saw him as enough, Adrian sees Elena as both a key to the truth and the woman he's secretly desired for years. With the truth emerging and unseen foes waiting in the shadows, Elena must decide if she can trust Adrian to help her solve the mystery of Lorenzo's death. But as the truth emerges, it threatens to shatter the illusion of the man she once loved, forcing her to choose between vengeance, survival, and a passion she never expected./0/97865/coverorgin.jpg?v=2e9a99751772e765a80f3fc6fc325381&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Mafia Wife to Rival's Queen
After fifteen years of marriage and a brutal battle with infertility, I finally saw two pink lines on a pregnancy test. This baby was my victory, the heir that would finally secure my place as the wife of mob capo Marco Vitiello. I planned to announce it at his mother's party, a triumph over the matriarch who saw me as nothing but a barren field. But before I could celebrate, my friend sent me a video. The headline read: "MOB CAPO MARCO VITIELLO'S PASSIONATE NIGHTCLUB KISS!" It was him, my husband, devouring a woman who looked like a younger, fresher version of me. Hours later, Marco stumbled home, drunk and reeking of another woman's perfume. He complained about his mother begging him for an heir, completely unaware of the secret I held. Then my phone lit up with a text from an unknown number. "Your husband slept with my girl. We need to talk." It was signed by Dante Moretti, the ruthless Don of our rival family. The meeting with Dante was a nightmare. He showed me another video. This time, I heard my husband's voice, telling the other woman, "I love you. Elara... that's just business." My fifteen years of loyalty, of building his empire, of taking a bullet for him—all dismissed as "just business." Dante didn't just reveal the affair; he showed me proof that Marco was already stealing our shared assets to build a new life with his mistress. Then, he made me an offer. "Divorce him," he said, his eyes cold and calculating. "Join me. We'll build an empire together and destroy him."/0/62354/coverorgin.jpg?v=a2daa07f4265f10ef343e7c4ef30ece2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Queen of Shadows
Betrayed by the family that was supposed to protect her. Forced into a marriage meant to break her. Alessandra Russo is not a woman to be silenced. After the mysterious death of her father, the powerful mafia boss of New York, Alessa is cast aside by the men in her family-her rightful place as heir taken away from her. They believe her only worth is in forming an alliance through marriage to Luca DeLuca, the ruthless leader of a rival mafia clan.But Alessa has no intention of being a pawn in their deadly game. In the shadows of her forced marriage, she learns to play the game of power and deceit, outwitting those who dare to underestimate her. As secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, Alessa finds herself caught in a web of lies.With betrayal at every turn and the weight of an empire on her shoulders, Alessa must decide whether to rise as the queen of both families or burn them all to the ground. Power comes at a price, and in the mafia, nothing is as dangerous as a woman with nothing left to lose./0/60164/coverorgin.jpg?v=a5884f193db24b36ab12f5acc78b8c83&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE MAFIA'S MISTRESS
"I hate you." she whispered, as her voice trembled with anger and desire. "I know Clara but your body doesn't." he replied, his eyes gleaming with intensity. "Shut up and just leave from here!!!!!." she growled as her hand pressed against his chest. "why does your lips say one thing but your eyes say another??" he asked, his mouth inches from hers. He moved closer to her as they felt the warmness of their bodies. "After everything you put me through, you have the audacity to come here??? you are a fucking monster Arsenio!!" she breathed. "And you are mine." he said as he crashed his lips to hers. Their hate filled words were lost in the passion of their kiss and their bodies entangled in an angry embrace, a clash of love and hate, desire and repulsion. "I hate you Arsenio." she repeated as her voice muffled by his lips. "I Know but I love you and I am here to get you back." Clara Nivera, a beautiful, young and timid woman who is forced to live with her step Father and his family, gets maltreated by them but escapes one day after finding out about a ploy to kill her. The night of her escape, after withnessing a murder, she finds herself entangled in the dangerous world of the mafia when she forcefully becomes the mistress of the powerful and ruthless Arsenio Robert. As she becomes deeper embroiled into Arsenio's life, she falls in love with him but learns the dark secrets of his criminal empire and the truth behind her own troubled past. After a misunderstanding leads Clara to finds solace in the arms of another, the question is, who will she finally settle for?? and what lies in her past??./0/63606/coverorgin.jpg?v=6fe8cfe124dc7709ab1bd2b1f21b34b2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She Who Laughs Last
Serenity, trapped in a loveless marriage with the abusive Cole, finds her world shattered when she discovers his infidelity. Her heart is torn apart, not just by his betrayal, but by the realization that his mistress is someone she never expected. As if that wasn't enough, Cole and his mistress hatch a sinister plan to destroy Serenity's life, leaving her fighting for her survival. Will Serenity find the strength to overcome adversity and exact her revenge, or will she succumb to the darkness that threatens to consume her?/1/107565/coverorgin.jpg?v=f58c6b99058f39968794f83eb1f86d31&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Jilted Heart, A Mafia Don's Love
For four years, Ember traced the bullet scar on Chace's chest, believing it proved his unwavering protection. Their anniversary gala was supposed to be the night he finally proposed, a symbol of their future. Instead, she stood frozen, watching him slide his mother's sapphire onto Karyn Warren's finger—the daughter of a rival family. His voice, amplified by the silent ballroom, declared, "Karyn is for power. Ember is for pleasure. Don't confuse the assets." Her heart incinerated. Publicly humiliated, she was ordered to remain his mistress, threatened with her dead mother's grave. Chace, confident her father's debts trapped her, forced her from their shared penthouse. He then used a fake "Help. Sick." text to lure Ember to a club, only to humiliate her further, calling her "loyal like a dog." Karyn ordered a soldier to "touch" Ember while Chace watched, indifferent. With no other choice, Ember drank a punishment cup containing wine she was severely allergic to. She collapsed, suffocating on the club floor, as Chace and Karyn watched, annoyed. Waking in a sterile hospital room, her throat raw, she faced Chace's cold relief and Karyn's dismissive cruelty. The betrayal was absolute, the injustice sickening. But moments before, in her despair, Ember had invoked a Blood Oath. She texted Keith Mosley, the ruthless Don, accepting his price for her father's debt: marriage. She would become his, and she was ready to pay./0/97866/coverorgin.jpg?v=f013275ce4b74d1ffa48ca217e847834&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She Returned: A Mafia Boss’s Nightmare
The man who swore he would burn the world down for me has been married to another woman for three years. I found out the day I was finally discharged from the Swiss clinic he'd sent me to. I flew home to surprise him, only to discover my release was a year overdue. He had forged my medical reports, painting me as a fragile, broken thing just to keep me locked away while he built a new life. His new wife, Isabella, hit me with her car. He defended her, calling me hysterical. She stole my art portfolio and claimed it as her own, and he forced me to take the blame to protect his family's reputation. She even killed her own puppy to frame me. While I jumped into a freezing river to retrieve my father's medallion that she'd thrown in, he stood on the terrace pointing out a meteor shower to her. The final betrayal came when Isabella faked her own kidnapping and named me as the culprit. I didn't understand. This was Dante Moretti, the Devil of the East Coast, my guardian, the man who had sworn to be my shield. Why was he letting this woman destroy me piece by piece? Believing I was the kidnapper, he had me tied to a helicopter, dragged across a field, and left me for dead. But I didn't die. I survived. Five years later, I have a new name, a new life, and a husband who loves me. And today, I just ran into Dante on the street. He looked at me like he'd seen a ghost./0/67361/coverorgin.jpg?v=2562b81b133b71408961d129dea21409&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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His Betrayal Forged My Ruthless Soul
Seven years ago, my fiancé, Don Dante Moretti, sent me to prison to take the fall for my adopted sister, Chiara. He called it a gift-a way to protect me from a worse fate. Today, he picked me up from prison only to abandon me at my family's estate. His reason? Chiara was having another one of her "episodes." My parents then informed me I'd be staying in the third-floor storage room, so as not to disturb the fragile girl who stole my life. They celebrated her "recovery" with a lavish dinner party, while I was treated like a ghost. When I refused to join, my mother hissed that I was ungrateful, and my father called me jealous. They assumed I couldn't understand their venomous whispers. But prison was my university. I learned Spanish. I understood every word. It was then I realized I wasn't just a sacrifice; I was disposable. The love I once felt for all of them had turned to ash. That night, in the dusty storage room, I logged onto an encrypted channel I'd set up years ago. A single message was waiting: "The offer stands. Do you accept?" My hands, scarred and steady, typed back, "I accept."/1/108504/coverorgin.jpg?v=6547dd35be95b619de85bc089c98af7f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia Heiress's Scorched Earth Revenge
I spent a year scrubbing floors in my fiancé’s club, hiding my identity as the daughter of the Capo dei Capi. I needed to know if Connor Bishop was a King worth merging empires with, or just a puppet. The answer came walking in wearing a neon pink dress. Jaden Juarez, a civilian he was infatuated with, didn't just treat me like a servant; she deliberately poured scalding espresso over my hand because I refused to be her valet. The pain was blinding, my skin blistering instantly. I video-called Connor, showing him the burn, expecting him to enforce the code of our world. Instead, seeing his investors watching, he panicked. He chose to sacrifice me to save face. "Get on your knees," he roared through the speaker. "Beg her pardon. Show her the respect she deserves." He wanted the daughter of the most dangerous man on the East Coast to kneel to his mistress. He thought he was showing strength. He didn't realize he was looking at a woman who could burn his entire world to ash with a single phone call. I didn't cry. I didn't beg. I simply hung up the phone and locked the kitchen doors. Then, I dialed the one number everyone in the underworld feared. "Dad," I said, my voice cold as steel. "Code Black. Bring the papers." "And send the wolves."/1/107722/coverorgin.jpg?v=d3bbf68453252603daecd575b1775f64&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn: The Mafia Heiress They Abandoned
In my past life, the bullet chambered in the gun on the desk was less lethal than the indifference of the two men standing beside me. Dante and Matteo were supposed to be the future kings of Chicago, and I was their queen. But they threw it all away for Sofia—a liar with a pretty face and a fake sob story about a gambling father. They forced me into a gilded cage, making me serve Sofia like a maid while they played her saviors. They let me rot in isolation until I swallowed a bottle of pills just to escape the coldness of their neglect. They didn't even mourn me; they were too busy comforting the girl who would eventually destroy them. I died realizing that my loyalty was my fatal flaw. I had worshipped men who saw me as nothing more than an accessory, while they sacrificed their empire for a woman who played them for fools. But the universe has a sick sense of humor. It sent me back. Back to the day that sealed my fate. The Consigliere pushed the assignment papers toward us—the path to becoming Bosses. "We are not going," Dante said, looking at me with cold eyes. "Sofia needs us. She is fragile." In my past life, I begged them to stay. This time, I stepped forward and picked up the pen. "I will go," I said, signing my name in sharp black ink. "I don't need your protection anymore."/0/70490/coverorgin.jpg?v=547872e2a2c0a328041464af170d345a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
WEB of SHADOWS
The underbelly of the city is alive with power struggles, secrets, and betrayal. As rival mafia families vie for control, Emilia finds herself entangled in a dangerous game where loyalty is tested, and trust is a rare commodity. With each twist and turn, uncovers dark truths that could shatter everything she thought she knew. Will Emilia navigate the treacherous waters of the mafia world, or will the shadows consume her? Dive into a tale of intrigue, ambition, and survival in a realm where the line between friend and foe is perilously thin./1/107566/coverorgin.jpg?v=6508bedc773c8d3f8fa5f871a6fab856&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Left To Burn, She Rose A Queen
I was the Chicago Outfit's princess, and Luca and Matteo were my sworn protectors. We had mixed our blood at ten years old, promising that nothing would ever touch me. But that oath turned to ash the night Sofia Ricci aimed a Roman candle at my chest. The firework slammed into my shoulder, igniting my silk dress instantly. As I rolled on the concrete, screaming while the flames ate into my skin, I waited for my boys to save me. They didn't. Instead, I watched through the smoke as they rushed to Sofia. They wrapped their jackets—the ones meant to shield me—around the girl who had just set me on fire, comforting her because the "kickback" had scared her. They let me burn to keep her warm. When I woke up in the hospital with permanent scars, they brought me a letter of apology from her and defended her "accident." They even cut their palms to pay her debt, ignoring the fact that I was the one in bandages. That was the moment Elena Vitiello died. I didn't scream. I didn't beg. I simply packed my bags and defected to the one place they couldn't follow: the arms of Dante Moretti, the lethal Capo of New York. By the time they realized their mistake and came crawling back to beg in the rain, I was already wearing another man's ring. "You want forgiveness?" I asked, looking down at them. "Burn for it."/0/97867/coverorgin.jpg?v=8adcd38a47eac827828ab02e680c22d8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
