Mafia Books for Women
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Sweet Escape
Blair Humphrey’s life had suddenly come to a halt when she was captured and thrown into an enormous hell hole by members of a mega crime cartel. Life in her new environment was a disaster and in order to ensure her survival, she was forced to indulge in unimaginable deeds by the gang leader. In her quest to break free, she encounters a member of the cruel group who had newly joined in, claiming an intent to seek revenge for his guardian whom the gang had lost through one of their dangerous operations. Unknown to everyone, he was an undercover police officer, who in fact, found the place thrilling. Will Blair’s plans to escape finally become a reality? Or would her encounter with the mystery man proclaim the affection she had missed her whole life? But what then would happen if the cartel finds a police officer falsely portraying the role of a member?/0/64660/coverorgin.jpg?v=5550c4095db76e075798fec0b311da01&imageMogr2/format/webp)
STOLEN HEARTS: FALLING FOR THE ENEMY
"I don't care how you do it, Alessia," Dante's voice cut through the silence like a blade. "You have two days to find five million dollars. If you fail, your brother won't be the only one paying the price." Life was never fair. It didn't care if you worked until your bones ached or if you were barely scraping by just to survive. Life doesn't wait for the weak. It crushes them until there's nothing left but the debt they can never repay. Alessia Russo knew that better than anyone. But when her brother steals from the Crimson Empire, she's forced to confront a brutal reality-survival now means dealing with the cold and merciless Dante Russo. Desperate to save her family, Alessia faces impossible choices. But as she's dragged deeper into Dante's deadly world, an unexpected feeling starts to bloom-an attraction to the very man who holds her fate in his hands. He's her enemy, her captor, and the one person who can destroy her life completely. Falling for the enemy was never part of the plan. But sometimes, fate is cruel. How can she protect her heart from the one man who could destroy everything she was? Still, in Crimson Empire, debts aren't just paid in money-they're paid in blood./0/67256/coverorgin.jpg?v=1316023bddd8fcf83dba043209abd3b0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Kiss me Not
She spent eighteen years in an orphanage, but it was time to get out. According to the orphanage rules, once a child reaches legal age, they must depend on themselves. Celine didn't know what to do; luckily, she met her savior that day. If only she had known what she was getting herself into, she would never have gone with him. Celine found herself caught in a life of addiction, living in his house, where he was ready to sell her organs to get his fix. To save her life, she had to help him sell drugs. Her innocence became a liability. Soon, she found herself targeted by the king's men-kidnapped, bound, and tortured for selling drugs without their permission. But sometimes, what we fear the most might turn out to be the best for us. Celine found herself trapped in the king's palace, drowning in his love and married to him by force./1/122088/coverorgin.jpg?v=4e444eb8be36ec1454a56d0b8b4910bf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Burning The Syndicate For My Broken Girl
I was the daughter of a powerful Mafia Capo, but behind the grand estate doors, my parents treated me like a defective asset. My only comfort in this brutal world was a stray kitten named Tangerine. When my mother found out, she threw my kitten into a dumpster, and my father whipped my back with a heavy metal belt buckle for daring to shed a tear. I fled to the Syndicate Academy for sanctuary, only to find everyone staring at me in terror. My mother had weaponized our family's power. She broadcasted forged medical documents to the entire underworld, diagnosing me with severe schizophrenia and violent delusions. "She is completely detached from reality," my mother lied to the public. No one believed my bloody wounds, and the Academy ordered me to be sent back to my abusers to be locked away forever. I wasn't sick, I was just terrified of them. Why did a system built on "honor" protect monsters who gaslit their own blood and called it discipline? Stripped of all hope, I threw myself off the roof of the Academy to escape them. But my story didn't end when my broken body hit the cold cobblestones. Floating above my own corpse, I watched Dante, the most ruthless boss in the Syndicate, pick up my fractured phone. He uncovered the truth, rescued my surviving kitten, and turned his lethal gaze toward my parents. "I will protect your truth, even if I have to burn this whole city to the ground."/1/135715/coverorgin.jpg?v=e5a98ff70ce0e11429a0752701181228&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Jilted Mafia Queen's Ultimate Revenge
I knew my husband, a ruthless Mafia Capo, was cheating on me. But no matter how hard I dug, I couldn't find out who the mistress was. For an entire year, I tracked his armored SUVs, checked his burner phones, and interrogated every woman who came near him. At my most desperate and unhinged, I swallowed a handful of lethal pills right in front of him, just to force him to confess her name. But when I woke up, Enzo was sitting by my hospital bed, looking utterly exhausted. He stared at me for a long time before pulling me into a tight embrace. "Serena, there is no one else," he swore, his voice trembling. "What do I have to do to make you believe me?" Everyone in the Syndicate said I was clinically insane. Even I began to doubt myself, wondering if this elusive mistress was just a phantom of my fractured mind. Only Tessa, my childhood best friend of eighteen years, held me time and time again. "You're not crazy, I believe you," she said, wiping away my tears. "If you want a divorce, I'll take care of you. If you stay, I'll help you keep looking. One day, we will drag that bitch out of the shadows." But every time I thought I was close to catching her, all the clues would vanish into thin air. Until the day Tessa was admitted to the underground clinic for severe stomach ulcers, and I went to bring her my homemade restorative broth. Standing outside her VIP ward, I heard my husband's agonizing voice through the crack in the door. "Tessa, I can't pretend anymore. I need to tell Serena that you are the one I truly love." "No! You can't tell her!" Tessa panicked instantly, sobbing hysterically. "After my parents died, she was the one who kept me alive! If she finds out that her husband and her best friend have been playing her for a fool for three years, it will kill her!" Outside the heavy oak door, I covered my mouth with trembling hands, suffocating my own sobs. The third person I had spent three years hunting down... had been standing right between my husband and me the entire time. I was absolutely disgusted by the realization that I had been played for a fool by the two people I protected with my life. I calmly took off my diamond wedding band, invoked the ancient blood oath to legally seize eighty percent of his empire, and booked a one-way ticket to Chicago./0/80559/coverorgin.jpg?v=91a41c41f0acb4e80b9e053cf8488371&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Virgin Bride
Liana DeLuca grew up in silence, obeying every rule under her uncle's strict church roof. So when he forces her into marriage with a known mafia playboy, her world flips upside down. Matteo Romano is sin in human form and she wants no part of him. But Matteo isn't used to hearing "no." He's tasted every kind of pleasure life offers... except a woman like Liana. She's untouched, unbothered, and completely unimpressed by his power. He wants her. She wants him to beg. In a world full of secrets, violence, and desire, Liana finds herself pulled deeper into the underworld and deeper into Matteo's arms. But can love survive where lies were the foundation? Or will Matteo's past burn down the only good thing he's ever wanted?/1/109435/coverorgin.jpg?v=f1fa58a93b720004bc61e014564a736e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Vows in Blood and Silk
He offered her protection. She offered him a vow she never meant to keep. Isabella Moretti didn't choose this marriage. As the daughter of a revered anti-mafia judge, she became a bargaining chip the moment her father made enemies of the wrong people. Now she belongs to Luca De Santis, ruthless heir to a criminal empire, a man whose reputation is built on fear and calculated violence. To the world, their union is an alliance. To her, it's a gilded cage lined with surveillance and secrets. But Luca isn't the monster she prepared for. He's controlled. Strategic. Watching his enemies close, and watching her closer. Every move she makes, he's already three steps ahead. Every question she asks, he answers with another layer of mystery. As rival families circle and whispers about her father's past grow louder, Isabella realizes the real danger isn't outside their marriage. It's woven into the very fabric of it. Someone wants Luca destroyed. Someone who knows her every breath. Someone who orchestrated this union long before vows were spoken. When the truth shatters everything she thought she knew, Isabella faces an impossible choice: trust her instincts, trust the evidence, or trust him. In their world, the wrong choice doesn't just break hearts. It starts wars./0/72448/coverorgin.jpg?v=1fea9fb96eff3046f50307252acdb621&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife Nobody Wanted
The Wife Nobody Wanted A Psychological Thriller of Betrayal, Survival, and Revenge Olivia Sinclair has been many things-a wife, a widow, a fugitive. But one thing she has never been is wanted. Framed for a murder she didn't commit, hunted by a ruthless crime syndicate, and betrayed by the only man she ever trusted, Olivia is running out of time and allies. When a cryptic message leads her back to a past she buried, Olivia must unravel a deadly conspiracy before it consumes her. Secrets long thought forgotten are surfacing, and the truth is more dangerous than she ever imagined. Because in this game, survival isn't about who you trust-it's about who you outlast. As enemies multiply and shadows close in, Olivia is forced to ask herself the one question she has spent her life avoiding: If no one wants you alive, how far will you go to stay that way? Indefinite Sequel Expansions: Each installment in The Wife Nobody Wanted series will push Olivia deeper into a world of lies, deception, and danger. Whether she is hunted by the past, drawn into new betrayals, or forced to face the ghosts she thought she had escaped, one thing is certain-Olivia's fight is never truly over. Future Expansions Could Include: The Wife Nobody Could Find – Olivia disappears, but when a shocking crime bears her signature, the world asks: is she dead, or has she become something far worse? The Wife Nobody Could Forgive – A survivor of Olivia's past seeks vengeance, forcing her to face the sins she thought were buried forever. The Wife Nobody Saved – As Olivia's enemies close in, an impossible choice awaits: escape once and for all, or save someone she once swore to abandon. The Wife Nobody Could Kill – A final showdown against the crime syndicate that has haunted her-where every ally is a potential traitor, and every betrayal could be her last. In a world where trust is a weakness and survival is a gamble, Olivia Sinclair is the woman nobody wanted-until the moment they needed her dead./0/82506/coverorgin.jpg?v=3e5f7ae1a10d788fc4688f8ed557b104&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MAFIA'S SURROGATE MISTRESS
He wasn't supposed to look at her the way he did. And she wasn't supposed to feel Anything. Louisa Delaney gets bound to an Italian Mafia Don of a secretive and dangerous mafia family. After being manipulated by her husband into accepting surrogacy in return for money, Louisa steps into this Don's dangerous world- with his child growing in her. From the moment Alessandro De Luca looked at her, something dangerous ignited. He was everything she didn't want to get involved with. Intense. Possessive. Powerful. Her heart was beginning to waver, his charm had began to slowly get to her until a blow hits her. He was married. Now she's trapped in a family who hid their secrets behind a deceiving smile and a venomous wife who wants her gone while on the outside her indifferent husband suddenly cares and wants her back by all means. It's either her head or her heart. Because what happens when a man she was meant to avoid and forget... starts acting like she already belonged to him? "The mafia wanted a child, Alessandro wanted her"/1/102622/coverorgin.jpg?v=e64c4836121d85a85aadd155b0a48ba1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Not Her: The Shadow Bride's Great Escape
I was the invisible daughter of a low-level mobster until Ethan Cole, the city’s most terrifying Don, plucked me from the streets. He claimed it was love at first sight. He married me, draped me in vintage diamonds, and treated me like a fragile porcelain doll. I thought I was living a fairytale until I found the secret room in his library. It was filled with photos of a dead woman named Olivia. A woman who had my hair, my eyes, and my face. I wasn't his soulmate. I was a replacement part for a broken machine. When I became pregnant, Ethan didn't hug me. He placed a possessive hand on my stomach and whispered, "The heir." He didn't see me. He only saw an incubator for a ghost's legacy. My father tried to warn me and died for it. I realized that once I gave Ethan this child, I would be trapped in his gilded cage forever, a broodmare for a man in love with a corpse. So, I did the unthinkable. I walked into a clinic and paid cash to remove the one thing he valued more than his empire. I went home, collapsed on the marble floor in a pool of blood, and looked up at the monster who thought he owned me. "I lost it," I screamed, tearing at his lapels. "I lost our baby!" I watched his heart break, knowing I had just declared war./1/116898/coverorgin.jpg?v=641108e3886d81081d8833f503225136&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Broken Oath: The Surgeon's Spectacular Comeback
I am the best trauma surgeon in the New York mafia. For five years, I used my underground surgical earnings to fund my fiancé Dante's rise to Capo. But after a grueling six-hour surgery saving his soldier, I walked out into the pouring rain to find his new ward, Sofia, sitting in my front passenger seat. In our world, the front seat of a Capo's car is a throne that belongs exclusively to his future wife. Yet Sofia was sitting there, wearing his tailored coat and drinking from the custom silver flask I bought him. When I confronted them, Dante didn't apologize. Instead, he publicly humiliated me. "Just get in the back, Serena. She is a traumatized kid having a panic attack." He demanded I bend the knee to an associate, completely disregarding my authority and our sacred blood oath. Sofia looked at me with wide, artfully innocent eyes, but hid a victorious smile behind my flask. I had laundered half a million dollars to build his marital fortress. I had bought his loyalty with my own blood and scalpel. Why was he treating my five years of absolute devotion like garbage over a manipulative girl's fake tears? I didn't argue, and I didn't beg for his love. I simply took off the massive diamond betrothal ring, dropped it into a biohazard bin full of clotted blood, and walked away. If he wanted to give away my seat, I would take back my money, destroy his standing, and let the ultimate Boss of Bosses court me instead./0/88996/coverorgin.jpg?v=82dd7b3af93eecd4b88dfed4a166e571&imageMogr2/format/webp)
OBSIDIAN VINES
When Siena Caruso, daughter of a disgraced mafia captain, returns to the city that destroyed her family, she only wants two things: vengeance and survival. What she doesn't expect is to cross paths with Nikolai Moreauthe most powerful, untouchable man in the criminal underworld... and the very person unknowingly tied to her family's ruin. But Nikolai doesn't know her. Not yet. Because she's just another face in the crowd. Until the night she saves his life... and disappears. From that moment on, he's obsessed. With her voice. Her scent. Her secrets. And he will find her-even if he has to burn the entire city to the ground./1/102623/coverorgin.jpg?v=f32dbc03ae1aca6ebef45427d1e9b24c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Escaping The Mafia Don's Golden Cage
I stood over the fresh dirt of my four-year-old son's grave. My husband, the Don of the Stark family, didn't hold my hand for comfort. He only adjusted his cuffs and checked that the diamond necklace he forced on me looked good for the cameras. "Stop crying," he whispered into my hair. "You're making a scene." Two days later, I woke up to the sound of shattering glass in the nursery. A strange boy stood there, smiling over the broken remains of my son's favorite snow globe. "This is Cody," my mother-in-law said coldly. "He's family. He stays." When I demanded he leave, Eli looked at me with dead eyes. "Material things can be replaced, Harper. The boy stays." Suspicion led me to the library door, where I heard the impossible truth. Cody wasn't a distant cousin. He was Eli's illegitimate son. And worse—while my son was drowning alone in the pool, Eli hadn't been at a business meeting. He had been in bed with his mistress. I realized then that the silver bracelet he had gifted me wasn't jewelry. I pried it open and found the blinking red light of a tracker. I was a prisoner in a cage of gold. So, I decided to die. I staged my suicide at the bridge, vanished into the night, and paid a shadow doctor to wipe my memories clean. I became Avery. I was happy. I was free. Until six months later, when a man in a black suit walked into my small-town cafe and looked at me with the eyes of a wolf. "Harper," he growled. "Come home."/1/116900/coverorgin.jpg?v=776e0f9a8eff4bb60b920033db318ce7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Broken Don: Losing My Only Queen
For five years, I was the shadow of the city's most ruthless Mafia Don—stitching his gunshot wounds, surviving gang wars, and believing every promise he whispered in the dark. I thought our love was forged in blood and unbreakable. Until his childhood flame crawled back to the city with nothing but debt. Suddenly, the man who once sprinted through a blizzard to bring me medicine had no time for me. He secretly wired fifty million dollars of syndicate money to buy back her ancestral estate. He abandoned me in a bridal boutique for twelve hours—just to go hang a vintage chandelier for her. When I brought him homemade soup, he shoved me violently against a doorframe to protect her from a tiny, fake scratch. He never noticed the blood pooling down my legs. I lost our two-month-old baby on an operating table that night. Alone. I signed the surgical consent forms myself while he drove off into the rain because she was scared of a thunderstorm. When he finally returned, weeping on his knees and clutching my bloodied consent form, my heart was already dead. I walked away. Left the penthouse keys. Moved into a studio on the East Side. Started designing dresses instead of stitching wounds. Now he stands in the rain outside my office, the former king of the underworld reduced to a ghost with ruined shoes. He thinks I'll soften. He thinks a few tears can erase five years of betrayal. He's wrong. Because I'm standing on a stage at Paris Fashion Week, a crystal trophy in my hand and a good man on one knee. And when I catch a glimpse of his hollow face in the shadows, I feel nothing but relief. This is not a story of forgiveness. This is a story of what happens when a queen remembers she doesn't need a king./0/73424/coverorgin.jpg?v=39d2592d1c0d026b59abd95703e6ef35&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia's Dangerous Desire
After being kicked out of Ethan's family-the man she had a One Night Stand with, Claire runs away. The only thing she got was Ethan's child in her womb. She thought she would build a new life for her twins before Ethan come back. Her life turns to hell since her approval to be surrogate mother: Claire faces the cruelty of Ivanna Dakota - Ethan's wife and Ethan's family, bitter secrets are revealed, and a budding relationship is on the brink of sinking! How will she survive until the end of her relationship with Ethan? Will she choose to give up rather than fight for the lives of her twins?/1/122742/coverorgin.jpg?v=7ef8f121d065fb7aa701bf8446ebfb98&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Broken Vows: The Mafia Princess Strikes Back
I died once. Betrayed. Broken. Left to bleed out in a cold alley with no one to close my eyes. But I woke up. Back in my own body. Before the wedding. Before the lies. Before they destroyed me. This time, when my fiancé's mistress screams that I pushed her down the stairs and killed her baby-I don't beg. I don't cry. I smile. Because I remember everything. And now I know exactly who I am. I am Isabella Valeriano. the Princess of the Chicago. And the weapon they tried to bury is now aimed straight at their throats. I summon my father's deadliest operative. I order the family doctor to examine the "grieving" mistress. And when her fake pregnancy shatters under cold clinical proof, I don't just walk away-I take everything. The engagement? Terminated. The Griffin empire? Crippled. The man who chose a liar over me? On his knees, pen in hand, signing away his family's future. They wanted a scapegoat. They got a queen. My own brother shows up to challenge me, jealous and desperate. Let him. Power isn't given. It's taken. And I've already died once for being weak. Never again. They framed me. They shamed me. They thought I'd break. Now they'll learn what happens when a Valeriano fights back. I am Isabella Valeriano. And this time, I hold all the cards./1/101978/coverorgin.jpg?v=a803a489fb4c7da8eae42211e7723515&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn To Reign: Choosing The Monster Over The Prince
The bullet tore through my chest, ending my life as the perfect mafia princess. My fiancé, Connor Walls, watched me bleed out on the cold tile floor while he calmly cleaned his gun. Standing beside him was my cousin Jana, the girl I trusted with my life, looking at him with adoration as I took my last breath. I died realizing that the "Golden Prince" of the Chicago Outfit was actually a monster who had beaten me behind closed doors for years. And the man I had been terrified of—his brother Brannon, the "Butcher"—was the only one who had ever truly protected me. I died full of regret, hatred, and the metallic taste of blood. But then, I gasped, my body jolting upright on a blue gym mat. My skin was smooth. My heart was beating. Connor stood above me, young and arrogant, offering me a hand. I was twenty-one again. The beatings, the betrayal, the murder—none of it had happened yet. Connor smiled, thinking I was still the naive girl he planned to break and discard. He thought I would walk into the Rite of Choice tonight and obediently become his property. He was wrong. That night, under the crystal chandeliers, the Don asked me to pledge myself to the heir. The entire room held its breath, waiting for the rehearsed "I do." I looked at Connor, then turned my gaze to the terrifying shadow in the corner. "The debt requires a union with the Walls bloodline," I said, my voice steel. "It does not specify the heir." I pointed at the monster everyone feared. "I choose Brannon Walls."/1/114956/coverorgin.jpg?v=004ee58234d5726137ef6e2d9dde1bcf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Ex Husband's Biggest Regret
She signed the divorce papers with a steady hand and walked out without looking back. Roman Ashford expected tears. He got silence. And somehow, the silence was worse. For three years, Seraphina Montague was the quiet woman at his side. Forgettable, he thought. Easy to overlook. He was wrong about all of it. She was never just his wife. She was the heiress to one of the most powerful families in the country. She managed empires from the shadows. She saved his company in secret while she was already planning to leave him. Now she is untouchable, and Roman cannot stop watching. He wants her back. She has moved on. He is chasing a woman who never needed him. And the more he learns about who she really is, the more he understands exactly what he threw away. Some mistakes cannot be undone. Roman Ashford is about to find out if they can be earned back./0/62071/coverorgin.jpg?v=6c93166a3c047b6b43ec80f64e9c37ce&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Owned By The Ruthless Mafia - A burning passion for her
In the dark , she could only hear the sound of her heartbeat and laboured breath, lost in the shivering nerves wrecking her fragile soul, that was the place she was forced to co- habit. Get out, your services is needed by the boss, A servant spat. Britney uncurled herself from the cold floor of the basement she could now call her only home, followed the hasty servant with precise caution. Standing before her stepbrother, she was frightened and had to stare down to be able to endure his enraged gaze. The maids will get you ready, you are meeting up with someone soon, I don't want you saying nonsense later, Theophilus, her stepbrother commanded. In the abyss of finding peace , freedom and light, Britney strives to fight and emerged relentlessly, but what does fate have in store for her?/0/71156/coverorgin.jpg?v=6f660076dac1d22d8a51fef9748518f4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
