Mafia Books for Women
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Claiming The Queen: The Mafia Boss's Rise
When the Syndicate Elders issued a blood decree, my Underboss fiancé had seventy-two hours to marry me or lose his territory. But instead of securing our alliance, Pietro slid my four-carat blood-diamond engagement ring onto the finger of Mia, the nineteen-year-old protégé I had rescued from the gutters. He let her leak confidential intel that cost our Family over a million dollars, yet he fiercely protected her while blaming me. He publicly stripped me of my rank as Consigliere, relocating my desk to the entry-level floor. Then, he demanded I forfeit my controlling shares directly into Mia's name. "Stop making a scene before you ruin your chances of ever becoming my wife," he warned me patronizingly. I looked at the man I had dodged bullets with for four years to build this legitimate empire from nothing. He was so poisoned by power and ego that he truly believed I would accept being his powerless trophy wife while he paraded his mistress around. He thought I was just a submissive woman who desperately needed him to survive. Without a second of hesitation, I picked up the pen and signed my power away. What Pietro didn't know was that I had already secretly transferred my true holdings to the daughter of the city's most feared Don. I left him holding a worthless piece of paper, packed my bags, and went back to my old territory to build a new fortress./0/69563/coverorgin.jpg?v=36bcb7980002931dd2f5a63a2155a8a4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Lovely Spy
Bella Trump is an aspiring Actress that wanted to fulfill her life long dream as well as her dead mother's of becoming a famous actress. Her dream and wishes were aborted when she had a one night stand with a man by mistake and her father gave her a mission to spy on the notorious Mafia group in the city if she wanted him to help in sponsoring her Career. Bella had no other choice than to venture into the Lion's den and there she met the least expected person! The man she slept with. Miguel Rodriguez, the most notorious Mafia lord that ushered several drug distribution across the state. As things goes on, Bella discovered that behind the mask of a notorious Mafia Lord was a loving man with a painful past. What happened when Bella asked him to marry her because he slept with her so that she could spy on him?/1/102728/coverorgin.jpg?v=b597e91734b0cda3a0bb7985971e1d9d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Betrayed Bride's Ultimate Retribution
In my last life, my stepsister and my husband murdered me. They stole my position, my children, and my future, leaving me with nothing but a cold, lonely death. My sister, Belen, was consumed by a cancerous jealousy over my status and my healthy heirs. My husband, Dedric, a man I once loved, saw our children as nothing more than political pawns to secure his own power. Their shared ambition led them to conspire against me, and in the end, they took my life. I died betrayed and alone, a pawn in their twisted game, never understanding how they could be so cruel. Then, I woke up. I was back at the very moment it all began-with Belen on her knees, begging me to fix her broken engagement to Dedric. This time, I looked at the man who would destroy me and the woman who would help him, and I smiled. "He's all yours."/0/90526/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb2024cae1f0b4d0e32d201fea898cd9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The vow of shadows
✨ The Vow of Shadows ✨ When night falls, promises written in blood can never be broken. Isha thought she had escaped her family's dark legacy, trading shadows for a fragile semblance of freedom. But when a stranger cloaked in smoke and silence appears at her door, she learns the truth: you don't walk away from the underworld-you're dragged back in. Umar, ruthless and untouchable, is a man bound by an oath forged long before she was born. His life is built on loyalty and vengeance, his soul a weapon sharpened by betrayal. And now, fate entwines him with the one woman he cannot allow himself to want-because desiring her means breaking the vow that keeps them both alive. Between them lies a dangerous attraction that burns hotter than any vendetta. But in a world where shadows keep secrets and vows are paid in blood, love is the most lethal risk of all. They can run from the truth. They can hide from the world. But they cannot escape the vow of shadows./0/86772/coverorgin.jpg?v=2aab98df60ea79bce0744637f3561164&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Deadly Obsession.
Aurelio Giovanni is the second in command of THE DARK BULLS, one of the biggest mafia empire in Los Angeles, he's the underboss He ruthless, to him "second chance" doesn't exist in his vocabulary Just like air, one never knows his next move. He can be as calm as a gentle breeze but the next minute, a raging hurricane What happens when he sets eye on 22 years old Amour who's just curious to discover the world around her? "This.. Is just the highest level of my kindness compared to what I can do. Remember this, you're mine! Mine to touch, mine to fuck, mine to do whatever I want with... No one else... But me" How did both of them meet? What happens when Aurelio claims Amour as his possession?/0/67061/coverorgin.jpg?v=2beb1f72134fb9bb6a20402a8a985c2c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Raven And Her Wolves
"Girls like you aren't exactly welcomed at a place like this, so keep your head down and look the other way." Those were the exact words of my social worker when she dropped me in my newest hellhole, a place for "troubled teens." I didn't listen, and now I'm on their radar. They expect me to play along in their games of hierarchy, to fall in line in the social order they've deemed me fit. Too bad for them, I don't follow rules. Too bad for me, they're determined to make sure I do. Inconceivably attractive and treated like kings...these are the boys of Brayshaw High. And I'm the girl who got in their way./0/81297/coverorgin.jpg?v=fde01d8ba6dd04e49f375d0b8eaa8035&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Daughter Who Refused to Break
Emily Callahan had finally done it. Full scholarship to the state university, a dream come true for her and a testament to her late father' s legacy, her mother Susan beaming with pride from their beloved Sunrise Cafe. But the aroma of coffee turned to the stench of fear when local crime boss Paddy O' Doyle, whose offers for the cafe were always refused, stormed in. What began as intimidation quickly became a brutal assault, leaving Susan battered and their cafe in ruins. This attack was no isolated incident; it was just the first domino. The police chief turned a blind eye, revealing a pervasive corruption that shielded the O' Doyles from justice. Emily' s scholarship was mysteriously revoked, her future snatched away. Then came the orchestrated smear campaign, turning the community against her, followed by a terrifying home invasion where her dog was brutally murdered and her father' s cherished Medal of Honor desecrated. Now, even her mother' s vital medical care was at risk. How could a hero' s family be so horribly betrayed and abandoned, their pleas for justice met with silence or outright hostility by the very system meant to protect them? The injustice burned, transforming her grief into a searing rage. With every official avenue blocked and nowhere left to turn, Emily clutched her father' s Medal of Honor, a symbol of everything good and true, and embarked on a desperate cross-country journey to seek out the only man who could possibly help: her father' s former commanding officer, a four-star General./0/73006/coverorgin.jpg?v=fdc0fb821d349e988c12aae4dac92818&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Entangled With The Merciless Mafia Don
Elena Russo lost the one person who meant the world to her-her brother, and ever since then, she has been deeply fueled by the strong urge for revenge on the family that murdered him. She dedicated her life to this cause as an understated waitress by day and a renowned genius hacker in the Mafia underworld by night. All her efforts to track down the Moretti family were useless. Everyone knew who they were, yet no one knew them. What happens when Elena decides to loosen up on a certain night and recklessly has a one-night stand with the same man she had been searching for all her life-Luca Moretti? And when she finds herself falling deeply for this same person, and facing a shocking revelation that all she had believed for years was nothing but a lie, what happens next? Why don't you find out?/0/67844/coverorgin.jpg?v=e1f20671d1949dc33a6a84d234f022c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Niccolo Fierri
"You have quite the mouth on you princess," he seethes, brow quirked. His grip on my arm tightens and a whimper escapes me. "Watch your mouth when you're talking to me." "Or what?" I retort, attempting and failing to get out from his grasp. ************************************************ Autumn Jacobs, 26-year-old, wants to prove to her parents that she can build a successful life without their money. With dreams of becoming a dancer and owning her own dance studio, she applies to become a stripper at a nightclub. Little does she know, her bosses are members of the biggest Mafia family in all of New York. After the death of his father five years ago, 30 year old Niccolo Fierri became angry with the world. To him, everyone and everything around him is just a means to an end. That is, until he meets Autumn Jacobs. Have they finally met their match? Will they become the thing that saves or breaks one another?/0/89746/coverorgin.jpg?v=d737c4d64085481531ad266987a16964&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After My Death, He Crumbled
Nathan Cross, the infamous underworld boss, married Jane Rivers on the day her family's wealth collapsed. He had harbored a secret love for her for a decade. After their marriage, he treated her like royalty. Jane believed she had found the right man, until their fifth year together. She discovered she was pregnant, but Nathan, who had always cherished her, demanded she terminate the pregnancy. She overheard him speaking with a friend and learned that Nathan had betrayed her with another woman, and for the woman, he forced Jane to get rid of their child. Worse, she learned he had engineered her family's downfall, driving her parents to their deaths. Out of no choice, Jane contacted Nathan's sworn enemy abroad and faked her death to escape. After she was gone, Nathan wept, pleading for her return. But it was too late. The pain he inflicted would be repaid a hundredfold./1/100384/coverorgin.jpg?v=80edb6159cac4354a2a9884b21e2b322&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unwanted Wife: The Mafia Boss's Regret
I warmed the Underboss’s bed for five years, only to be discarded the moment my twin sister returned. Haleigh claimed she was dying of terminal cancer. She was the golden child, the tragic heroine. I was just Bailey—the spare, the placeholder, the glitch in their perfect reunion. To secure her place, Haleigh framed me with a venomous spider and a deepfake video, turning the men I loved into my executioners. My own brothers whipped me in the basement while Jameson watched in cold silence. When I caught fire on the family yacht, they ignored my screams to tend to Haleigh’s scratched knee. The final blow came on the cliffs of Dead Man’s Drop. Accusing me of pushing her, Jameson ordered my brother to dangle me over the raging ocean by my ankles to "teach me a lesson." They waited for me to beg for my life. Instead, I pulled a switchblade from my boot. I didn't cut my brother. I cut my own laces. I plummeted into the icy black water without a sound, choosing death over their cruelty. It wasn't until they found my hidden diary—and proof that Haleigh never had cancer—that the monsters realized what they had done. Now Jameson is tearing the world apart to find his "innocent" Bailey. But he’s looking for a ghost. The woman who loved him died the moment she hit the water./0/61588/coverorgin.jpg?v=c7b568fb9db9a8b22fb1a398caca0572&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Contract with the Devil's Mafia
Miya Ashton has always lived a life of luxury until it all comes crashing down in an instant. Her father suddenly leaves, leaving her in a difficult financial situation. Chased by unpaid debts, humiliated at college, and betrayed by her boyfriend, Miya almost loses hope-until a mysterious offer from a school principal changes everything. Victor Wyatt introduces Miya to Damian Sawyer, who's known for being a bit cold. To save her family from total destruction, Miya signs a crazy contract: she'll have Damian's heir in exchange for everything she's ever had. However, what seems like a simple deal soon turns into something much more complex. As Damian becomes caught up in a brutal conflict that threatens her family, Miya finds herself increasingly drawn into Damian's dark world and into a heart she never expected to open. But there's more going on behind the scenes than meets the eye. Damian's dark secrets and the lies of those closest to him put Miya's life and the child she's carrying in danger. As the power struggle reaches its peak, Miya must fight not only for her life but also for the future she and Damian have in mind. Will they succeed in overcoming their opponents, or will their relationship be ruined by a devastating secret?/1/100385/coverorgin.jpg?v=d2377f2e89744f564e672d62cce9c375&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marrying The Rival: My Ex-Husband's Despair
I stood outside my husband's study, the perfect mafia wife, only to hear him mocking me as an "ice sculpture" while he entertained his mistress, Aria. But the betrayal went deeper than infidelity. A week later, my saddle snapped mid-jump, leaving me with a shattered leg. Lying in the hospital bed, I overheard the conversation that killed the last of my love. My husband, Alessandro, knew Aria had sabotaged my gear. He knew she could have killed me. Yet, he told his men to let it go. He called my near-death experience a "lesson" because I had bruised his mistress's ego. He humiliated me publicly, freezing my accounts to buy family heirlooms for her. He stood by while she threatened to leak our private tapes to the press. He destroyed my dignity to play the hero for a woman he thought was a helpless orphan. He had no idea she was a fraud. He didn't know I had installed micro-cameras throughout the estate while he was busy pampering her. He didn't know I had hours of footage showing his "innocent" Aria sleeping with his guards, his rivals, and even his staff, laughing about how easy he was to manipulate. At the annual charity gala, in front of the entire crime family, Alessandro demanded I apologize to her. I didn't beg. I didn't cry. I simply connected my drive to the main projector and pressed play./1/102106/coverorgin.jpg?v=191f2bf236d678c4c98476fda93bdb0b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Broke Me, Another Man Fixed Me
My husband, the ruthless Don of the Parks family, made his choice. When his mistress burst in screaming that her son was sick, Jackson didn't hesitate. He left me—his wife who had just been poisoned—pinned against the wall to die, rushing to comfort a child who wasn't even his blood. That night, "Elena Parks" died in a fiery car crash. I spent years rebuilding myself in France, hidden by Hamilton Nixon, a man who loved me in the shadows. I finally found peace. I finally felt free. But Jackson found out the truth. He discovered the boy was another man's son and that his mistress had been drugging him. Instead of letting me go, his grief turned into a terrifying obsession. He hunted me down, kidnapped me, and dragged me back to the estate that had been my prison. I woke up tied to our marriage bed with silk ribbons. "I'm building a garden," he whispered maniacally, stroking my hair as I struggled against the bonds. "Just like you wanted. We're going to be happy." He thought kidnapping was a grand romantic gesture. He thought he could erase the abuse with a fresh coat of paint and forced proximity. But he underestimated me. And he underestimated Hamilton. After a violent rescue, I rose from the ashes not as his wife, but as a titan of industry. Six months later, Jackson stormed the stage at my global summit. He knelt before me on live television, holding a ten-carat pink diamond, thinking he could buy my forgiveness. "I'm ready to take you back," he announced to the world. I looked at the man who had destroyed me, then at Hamilton, the man who had saved me. I grabbed Hamilton's lapels and kissed him in front of millions. "There is no 'us', Jackson," I told him into the microphone, watching his world shatter. "You are just haunting a graveyard."/0/95223/coverorgin.jpg?v=251641eaf4a6d10c378c6016b89eeee5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Lover Who Became My Killer
The first time I kidnapped my lover's mistress, he had me killed for it. I gave him eight years, built his empire brick by bloody brick, and was secretly carrying his child. But for a fragile art student, he had me drugged on a gurney. I was awake as a back-alley doctor cut our baby from my womb. I heard our child's single cry, then silence. "Anything that threatens her, I will destroy," he whispered, his voice void of all emotion. "Even you. Even our child." He then left me for his men to violate and discard. My last thought was that I was just a queen he was willing to sacrifice for a pretty new pawn. But then my eyes snapped open. I was in my car, my stomach flat, my hands gripping the steering wheel. The date on my phone seared itself into my brain. I was back on the day of the first kidnapping. This time, I wouldn't be a sacrifice. This time, I would survive./0/66126/coverorgin.jpg?v=b4c9266a052fe46f1b44df799b57f395&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Clarissa & The Grand Mafia
For readers' discretion. Clarissa & The Grand Mafia contains raw scenes including sex, romance, and violence. Therefore, it is not recommended for people below 18 of age. ^ ^ ^ Determined to save her mother from dying of Cancer, Clarissa agreed to her father's arrangements to marry a money lender she hadn't met before. An abusive husband with no dignity or respect for women. What happens when his identical twin shows up at the house pretending to be Clarissa's husband, only he is an entirely different person in terms of character? Will he save her from the devil of a husband? Or will he take advantage of her broken heart?/1/100386/coverorgin.jpg?v=87c9b5906bb82e9d441383d9fe57406b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Capo's Regret: The Curse Was A Lie
For fifteen years, my husband Bennett refused to let me get pregnant. "My blood is a curse, Kelsey," he would say, gripping my hand with terrified intensity. "It kills the women who carry it. I won't risk you." I believed him. I mourned the children we never had just to stay alive for him. Then he brought Aria home. He claimed she was a distant cousin in trouble. But from the shadows of the ballroom, I watched him caress her swollen belly with a tenderness he never showed me. When I confronted him, the mask fell. "You provide the image, Kelsey," he said coldly. "She provides the bloodline. Do not make a scene." To teach me a lesson in obedience, my horse's reins were sabotaged. I woke up in the hospital with a fractured leg, only to learn he had ignored my emergency calls to hold Aria’s hand during a routine ultrasound. Lying in that sterile bed, the truth hit me harder than the fall. There was no curse. He had medically gaslighted me for a decade, stealing my fertility with a lie, just to replace me with a mistress he called "cousin." He thought he had broken me. He thought I would fade quietly into the east wing. Instead, I wiped my tears and planted listening devices in his office. He wanted a legacy? I boarded a train to Paris, leaving behind a bomb that would burn his entire world to ash./1/100387/coverorgin.jpg?v=b66f2a12027939723a9021f03bb1fea0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Regret: Chasing His Ex-Wife
I was the canary in the gilded cage, the clean face of the O'Neill Syndicate. My husband, Cameron, was the Don, and I was supposed to be his cherished trophy. But at my own art exhibition, the facade cracked. A notification lit up my phone: 'Watch your husband touch the woman he actually loves.' It was Kacie, his legal 'fixer.' She smirked at me across the room, whispering that I was just a number on a ledger while she was the partner he couldn't afford to lose. Things turned deadly when I went riding to clear my head. My saddle snapped mid-air. I hit the ground hard, shattering my leg. It wasn't an accident; the leather had been cleanly cut. Lying in the hospital bed, I waited for my husband's rage to defend me. Instead, Cameron calmly peeled a pear and fed it to me. "Leather wears out," he said dismissively. "Don't be paranoid." That night, I heard him whispering with Kacie in the hallway. He knew she had sabotaged the saddle. He knew she could have killed me. He laughed and said, "A cripple doesn't look good at galas. Keep her docile." He chose his mistress over my life. He sacrificed my safety for his public image. The tears stopped falling instantly. I didn't want an apology anymore. I picked up the phone and called Sarah Vance, the city's most ruthless divorce attorney. "I don't just want a divorce," I told her. "I want to take his empire, piece by piece."/1/100388/coverorgin.jpg?v=425b2f9b2783c973a6bd269beb1570a6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Chose A Fake Heiress Over His True Queen
I waited seven years for Jax Vetti, the youngest Capo in New York, to finally claim me. Instead, five minutes before our scheduled engagement, he called me a burden behind a velvet curtain. Standing on the center stage of the Gala, he didn't reach for my hand. He took the hand of Chloe Davenport, his rival’s daughter, and announced to the underworld that she was carrying his heir. When the explosion tore through the ballroom moments later, Jax didn't hesitate. He threw his body over Chloe, shielding her completely, and dragged her to the safe room. I was left behind, exposed and helpless, until a massive crystal chandelier crashed down, crushing my legs and slicing my throat. While I lay bleeding out on the cold floor, Jax returned. He looked at my shattered body not with horror, but with disgust. "You're a liability, Savvy," he sneered, ordering his guards to dump me in the courtyard like trash so I wouldn't upset his pregnant fiancée. I clutched the bullet casing he gave me years ago—a blood oath he swore would bind us forever. He had promised to protect me, but tonight, he stepped over my broken body to comfort the woman who was secretly plotting his demise. His second-in-command found me before the cold took me. "He's lost his mind," Ben whispered, scooping me up and driving me to a private jet bound for Sicily. I didn't die that night. But the girl who loved Jax Vetti did. Six months later, I returned from the dead. Not as his victim, but as the woman who would turn his wedding into a funeral./0/68162/coverorgin.jpg?v=6626d576f8c1a4bcd5ad120a1319952b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
