Mafia Books for Women
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Loving A Gangster ~ Seduced By Danger, Bound By Passion
"Shit, she is escaping," the man with the scarred eyes, cursed out, and grabs the rope I was using to escape. Taking the vase from the table beside the window, I threw it over to his head, "Get your fucking hands off," I snapped and jumped out the window with the rope as my guide, and he followed. Turning my head, I sighted him. "Great, today is not just my day," I murmured as I landed on the.... In a world of crimes, spies and a forbid-den romance. I'm Sophie Rust, an 18 years old. College student. If I may brag a little, I would define my-self as someone who is clever, stubborn, fun-loving and adventurous. I've always known my parents were more than what they seemed, but never in my wildest dream did I imagine they were secret spy agents working for an underground Secret Service. The Rusts – Wild-cat pair is what they were called. Their secret life was full of danger and emotional roller coasters, a life I secretly craved. However, everything changed when I met Alexander Kova, a ruthless Russian gangster leader with a vendetta against my family. And love took an unexpected turn. Tragedy struck, at the High-Ranking official estate where we stayed, leaving me as the sole survivor among the children of other spies. Terrified and homeless, The Kovas, our enemies, turned into our protectors, offered me a blanket of safety. But that hope turned to nothing when a clash between the Kovas and a New York gangster family erupts, turning me into something formidable, a being with powers unimaginable. I never knew I could be the person that I have become.. In the realm of power, secrets, and vengeance, our unlikely romance faces its ultimate test. As Alexander unleashes mayhem to claim what he believes is rightfully his, will our love survive the relentless storm, or will it crumble in the battle for power?/1/101855/coverorgin.jpg?v=a5c49fac0a5c3265e1e791eb822736e9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Unwanted Wife Is Another Man's Treasure
The exact moment Marcus Thorne, the most violent Capo on the East Coast, chose to leave our anniversary dinner to answer his mistress's call, I didn't cry. "Business," he rumbled, ignoring the untouched meal I had cooked. "Don't cause a scene, Ellie," he commanded before walking out the door. I later found out his "business" was a polo match with Izzy. She posted a photo of them laughing, her hand on his chest, wearing the shirt I bought him. When I tried to leave, he humiliated me publicly. He kissed her on stage at a gala, just to prove he could. He told his men I was merely acting out. "Ellie is the furniture," he laughed. "You don't throw away antique furniture just because you bought a new TV." But the final blow came when a bomb detonated at a family gathering. Marcus didn't look for me. He dove to cover Izzy with his body. He actually stepped over my bleeding leg to carry her to safety, leaving me in the dust and debris. He thought I was trapped. He thought I was dependent on his money and his name. He thought I would be waiting at home when he was done playing hero. He was wrong. I signed the divorce papers, destroyed my wedding ring, and boarded a one-way flight to Italy. Three months later, when he finally tracked me down in Tuscany, he fell to his knees in the street, begging me to come back. But I just held the hand of the man standing next to me—a man who treated me like a partner, not a prop. "You are trespassing," I said coldly. "Go home, Marcus."/0/85273/coverorgin.jpg?v=d0c3985d46c681cc38a304795d7646c1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Devils Offer
Blurb: When Claire Marco enters Damian's world, she's just trying to get to the bottom of her father's mysterious death. The powerful and arrogant mafia king offers her a chilling deal: marry him for six months, and he'll spill the secrets she's been dying to uncover. But this bargain comes with a steep cost. Her freedom, her pride, and maybe even her heart. Damian doesn't believe in love. He lives for control, obsession, and power. To him, Claire is just another pawn in his game, beautiful, compliant, and a bit broken. But what starts as a simple game of possession takes a dangerous turn filled with passion and betrayal. Because some secrets won't stay buried. And hearts can't be tied down by contracts./0/68065/coverorgin.jpg?v=6dbbbb9f099f7df8b479dcab403a432c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forcefully Betrothed to the Mafia King
"You are to be my wife before dawn" Vincenzo Koslov tells me, his eyes fixed on mine. "No. I will never get married to you." I say determined, my eyes throwing daggers at him. "Well then suit yourself little one, I'm sure this gentlemen here, will have a fine time devouring your soft and milky flesh the moment I walk out of that door." The cold-hearted man tells me. Seraphina Sanchez finds herself thrown into an auction room by her own uncle's goons after the death of her father. Her fate had already been tied to Vincenzo Koslov but her greedy uncle insists on getting his own daughter married to the most powerful and wealthy mafia King instead. What happens when Seraphina has to choose between her safety or her stubbornness and pride. Will she choose a less miserable fate or allow herself to be sold off to a much more horrible stranger./1/104515/coverorgin.jpg?v=12ce53e75361778a3218e6b93b0c659c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Runaway Mistress: The Mafia Boss Begs On His Knees
The heavy steel door of the industrial meat locker slammed shut, sealing me in at four degrees below zero. Ten minutes ago, I was the woman Dante Moretti promised to burn the world for. Now, I was the rat accused of poisoning his heir. Dante didn’t just lock me in. He looked at me with eyes devoid of warmth and said, "Evidence says otherwise." He chose the lie of his arranged wife, Sofia, over my truth. For months, I endured the price of loving the Underboss. I watched him marry Sofia in a grand ceremony to secure a family alliance. I let him force me onto a table to drain my blood to save her life when she was injured. I took twenty lashes from his family’s enforcers, all while he stood by and watched, claiming it was necessary to "protect" me. He told me to wait. He told me the marriage was a sham. But when I finally escaped and he came chasing after me, revealing that Sofia was a fraud and he wanted me back, I didn't feel relief. I felt nothing. Even after he threw his body over mine to save me from a collapsing building, taking a jagged shard of timber through his chest, I couldn't forgive him. In the hospital, his mother handed me his journal. It was filled with entries about his undying love for me, written on the very same days he allowed me to be tortured. "Tell him the debt is paid," I told his mother as I handed the book back. "He saved my life. I saved his child. We are even." I turned my back on the ICU and walked out into the rain. Dante Moretti might have been willing to die for me, but he never knew how to live for me./0/73854/coverorgin.jpg?v=c7be17b8e5287e59b606ebe7ab760b23&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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THE DEVIL WEARS MY RING
Sold to the cruelest mafia lord in Italy, Ariana wears his ring but not his heart. Trapped in a marriage built on blood and betrayal, she dreams of escape with her secret lover. But when the truth unravels, she realizes... The devil she fears may be the only man who can save her. And the one she trusted? Might destroy her./1/104516/coverorgin.jpg?v=695762d7f669fe295cdc0620e8a99576&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Runaway Nurse: The Mafia King's Remorse
For seven years, I served as the eyes for Dante Vitiello, the blind Capo of New York. I pulled him back from the edge of madness, tending to his wounds and warming his bed when everyone else had given up on him. But the moment his vision returned, the years of devotion turned to ash. In a single phone call, he decided to marry Sofia Moretti for territory, dismissing me as just "the maid's daughter" and a "comfort" he intended to keep as a mistress. He forced me to watch him court her. At a gala, when a chaotic accident caused a tower of champagne glasses to shatter, Dante threw his body over Sofia to protect her. He left me standing there, bleeding from the glass shards, while he carried her away like she was porcelain. He didn't even look back at the woman who had saved his life. I realized then that I had worshipped a broken god. I had given him my dignity, only for him to treat me like a disposable bandage now that he was whole. He arrogantly believed I would stay in the penthouse, grateful for his scraps. So, while he was out celebrating his engagement, I met with his mother. I signed the severance agreement for fifty million dollars. I packed my bags, wiped my phone, and boarded a one-way flight to Australia. By the time Dante came home to an empty bed, realized his mistake, and began tearing the city apart to find me, I was already a ghost./0/61653/coverorgin.jpg?v=9cc33c83574ece928610642c0f206a95&imageMogr2/format/webp)
TEMPTED BY THE MAFIA LORD
Natasha Davies, an ex-assassin is tasked with the job of finding “Hell”, the lord of the Italian mafia and assassinating him. The job seemed practically impossible but with her sister’s life on the line, Natasha is determined to give it her all. Along the line she meets the domineering Lorenzo Lizzo, a man who stirs unexplainable raging feelings within her. Unaware of his identity as “Hell”, She gets carried away by his pressing demands, touches and caresses. What happens when they both discover their true identities underneath the mask they have both created for themselves? Will Natasha Davies be far too deep in their forbidden romance, risking the life of her sister or will she bury a knife in his chest? Read more to discover a crisscross between forbidden love, loyalty, and power/1/104517/coverorgin.jpg?v=196a2ba7a43be92f753a882827572c91&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Don's Regret: She Saved His Life
On our fifth anniversary, instead of a ring, I gave Elena a death sentence. I believed her father killed mine. So, I spent five years making her fall in love with me just to break her. I replaced her with Sofia, the woman I thought donated her kidney to save me. I stripped Elena of her dignity, forced her to crawl over hot coals, and locked her in a freezing cellar until her artificial heart gave out. She died alone in the mud, pulling the plug on her own life to escape me. It was only when I saw her body on the autopsy table that I found the truth. Sofia’s skin was flawless. It was Elena who had the scar. Elena gave me her kidney. Elena saved me while I destroyed her. Broken by the truth, I drove a knife into my own chest to join her in hell. But I didn't die. I woke up ten years in the past, back in high school. I thought God gave me a second chance to fix it. I saved her father. I cleared the path for our love. I walked toward her in the school courtyard, ready to be the hero she deserved. But she didn't look at me with love. She looked at me with absolute, freezing terror. I wasn't the only one who remembered the previous life./0/95444/coverorgin.jpg?v=f02427387988ae24fb8437d7e7025887&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mob's Bride
I was Ava Hudson, the future daughter-in-law of a prominent councilman in the city of Windhaven. My fiancé, Leo Kennedy, was a celebrated rising star in politics, admired by all. But deep in his heart, he harbored a love for a woman named Isabella Fuller, his untouchable ideal. Now, the notorious crime lord Alessandro Marcello had declared his intent to marry Isabella. I overheard Leo's chilling voice from outside the study. Send Ava to him. No matter how ruthless he is, would he dare touch the councilman's future daughter-in-law?" I followed his plan and married into the Marcello family. Later, it was Leo who lost his mind./1/101858/coverorgin.jpg?v=a1a57c290b1281689bd348ba4cc92598&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Escaping The Ruthless Don's Golden Cage
I stood at the gala, draped in diamonds worth millions, playing the role of the perfect Mafia wife. But the illusion shattered when his mistress walked in wearing a necklace identical to mine—a cattle brand dipped in gold. When I confronted them, Liam didn't defend me. He shoved me aside to protect her. I hit the floor, and as my blood soaked into the white stage, I realized he had killed our unborn child. But the nightmare didn't end there. I woke up to find that Liam had ordered me sedated to "manage my hysteria." The complications from his control and the trauma had forced an emergency hysterectomy. He hadn't just killed his heir; he had stolen my future. Yet, he still tried to lock me in his estate, convinced he could force me to love him again if he just kept me hidden long enough. He thought I was broken. He thought I was his property. He was wrong. With the help of a doctor who had loved me from the shadows for years, I faked my death and vanished. Six months later, the great Don found me in a small-town bookstore, falling to his knees to beg for a second chance. I looked at the man who destroyed me and handed him a single dollar bill. "Loyalty is the only currency, Liam," I said, quoting his own vow back to him. "And you are bankrupt."/0/83399/coverorgin.jpg?v=1df627a02d012636d1d70c8570b8926f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia Heiress
" it's a matter of life or death and am not ready to face any but I can't be a coward either " I muttered to myself...not until nightmare ventured towards me and hit ahhh ...this idiot just hit my stomach...I winced on the floor that was when I noticed something liquid drip out from my mouth...what the ...bloood ! ./1/104518/coverorgin.jpg?v=232fd786c4d3d31a1385ebe68dec0fbd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed For A Fake Heir: The Wife's Exit
At the auction, my husband raised his paddle and bid five million dollars on the only keepsake I had left of my dead mother. But he didn't buy the sapphire necklace for me. He handed the velvet box to his pregnant mistress, Mia, right in front of the entire New York underworld. When I reached for it, Mia faked a stumble. Dante moved with the speed of a predator. He shoved me hard to clear space for her. My body slammed into a marble pillar, shattering my hip, while he scooped her up and carried her out, stepping over my dress without a single glance. That was only the beginning. He forced me to drain my blood to save her during a false emergency. He exiled me to a freezing cabin with no heat, leaving me to be buried alive in an avalanche while he comforted her over a lie. Lying in the hospital bed after surviving the snow, I realized I no longer hated him. Hate is passion. Hate implies he still matters. I felt nothing but a cold, heavy silence. So when he finally left the house to hunt down the truth about Mia’s baby, I didn't wait for his apology. I left my wedding ring on the bathroom counter. I dropped my phone into a sewer grate. By the time the Dragon of New York realized his wife was gone, I was already in Seattle, painting a new life where monsters couldn't find me./1/102485/coverorgin.jpg?v=47949f2245d7292508540e0fa2a4e063&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Runaway Wife: Hiding The Don's Heir
The combination to my husband's private safe was the date of his mistress's birth. Inside, arranged beside his gun and stacks of cash, I found a legal document that shattered my world. Clause 4: Upon the birth of the heir, my architecture firm is absorbed into the Moretti Trust. Clause 5: Primary guardianship is transferred to the father and his proxy, Kaleigh. Kaleigh is my step-sister. She is also the woman currently warming my husband's bed. When I confronted Jacob, the Don of the city, he didn't offer a shadow of shame. He simply gripped my chin, his eyes cold as ice, and whispered, "There is no divorce in this life. You leave in a coffin." My lawyer betrayed me. The police were on his payroll. I was trapped in a gilded cage, waiting to be discarded. Then came the final blow—an intercepted audio recording. "The moment the head crowns, she is done," Jacob's voice said on the tape. "If she fights, she dies on the table." They didn't just want my baby. They wanted to erase me completely. I realized I couldn't win in court, and I couldn't win in a street fight. To escape a man who owned the city, I had to cease to exist. I drove my car to a desolate ravine and doused the leather seats in gasoline. I took off my wedding ring, placed it on the dashboard, and lit a match. I wasn't going to kill my son. I was going to burn the world down for him./0/73075/coverorgin.jpg?v=6540ff8681e04daffdea6d839626a44f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Crimson Trail of Death
Sierra Monroe's life spirals into darkness when she's drawn into the world of the powerful De Santos brothers-one a ruthless, undisclosed mafia leader, the other a billionaire hiding dangerous secrets. Desperate to save her mother, Sierra agrees to a contract marriage with Adrian De Santos, hoping for protection but uncovering far more. As she seeks revenge against those who destroyed her family, Sierra is forced to confront love, betrayal, and survival in a city that takes no prisoners./1/104519/coverorgin.jpg?v=546324815e96a7b801a935eacd6589e0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia King's Unwanted Wife Shines
My husband ordered me to turn around and face the altar. He unbuckled his heavy leather belt, his eyes cold and devoid of mercy. "You need to learn respect," Dante spat. He whipped me in the family chapel until my back was a bloody mess. All because his mistress, Sofia, had framed me for breaking his grandfather's urn. He didn't ask for the truth. He didn't hesitate. He just wanted to punish the wife he considered a burden. As the belt tore into my skin, I didn't scream. I just counted the memories dying. He didn't know I was the one who dove into the frozen lake to save him in high school. He didn't know I was the one who took a knife for him during the ambush. He believed Sofia's lies that she was his savior. I had loved him for ten years. I had bled for him. And in return, he scarred me permanently for a crime I didn't commit. That night, I didn't tend to my wounds. I packed my bags, signed the divorce papers, and swore on the Code of Omertà to never love him again. Three years later, Dante found my old diary hidden under the floorboards. He read the truth about who really saved him, and realized he had tortured his guardian angel. He found me in Paris, fell to his knees in a crowded hotel lobby, and begged for forgiveness with tears in his eyes. I looked at the man who broke me and smiled. "Lie down and die, Dante," I said softly. "Because I have a life to live."/1/110308/coverorgin.jpg?v=d06a93424e05642135fe410d64d0600e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: The Capo's Ex-Wife
To save my husband, the crime lord of this city, I took a bullet to the gut. As I lay dying, Dante didn't even glance my way. He was too busy shielding his mistress, Camilla, checking her for scratches. When I woke in the hospital, I found out that while I was unconscious, my brother had called, screaming for help. Camilla answered my phone. She told Dante it was just a prank. The next morning, my brother was found dead in a dumpster. When I confronted Dante, he defended her innocence, told me not to make a federal case out of it. He forcibly removed my grandmother's heirloom ring from my finger and slipped it onto hers. He mocked me for being unable to bear his heir, completely disregarding the fact that I'd lost that ability five years ago, taking shrapnel for him. Camilla delivered the final cut: our marriage license was never registered. Ten years. I was never his legal wife. He thought I was trapped. He thought without the Moretti name, I was nothing. But I didn't cry. I went to the guest room and packed my knives, not my clothes. Two years later, I run the only security firm that can rival his. When a man, his face a ruin, appeared at my brother's grave begging for forgiveness, I felt neither love nor hate. "I'm free," I said./0/52270/coverorgin.jpg?v=b76242ace765409f94ce363780d4bf7f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Temptress
Abeni's world turns upside down when her father can't repay his debt to NYC's most dangerous man - Dmitry Kuznetsov. With her freedom on the line, Abeni gets sucked into Dmitry's glamorous yet treacherous domain. Though Dmitry commands her obedience, Abeni feels an irresistible spark with the magnetic crime lord. As the stakes climb higher, she faces an impossible choice - submit to Dmitry's demands or put her family at risk. Torn between loyalty and desire, Abeni engages in a high-stakes game with the cunning kingpin. But Dmitry never loses control - he wants Abeni, and he intends to own her in every way. Will Abeni give in to Dmitry to protect those she loves? Or will she defy the Russian Devil to save herself?/1/104520/coverorgin.jpg?v=2aa98307adaca2df0099d2423ef47421&imageMogr2/format/webp)
