Mafia Books for Women
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Jilted Ex-Fiancée? The Ruthless Mafia Heiress!
I was supposed to be his wife. Instead, he made me his punchline. For five years, I hid who I was to build a life with Dominic. I patched up his wounds, bankrolled his dreams, and convinced myself his coldness was just the pressure of the game. I curated the flowers, the music, the guest list—three hundred pages of love poured into a single day. He repayed me by planting a microphone and a mistress. I heard everything. The mockery. The plot to humiliate me in front of five hundred guests. The sound of his lips on hers. So I did the one thing he never expected. I walked. But Dominic doesn't know the girl he discarded. He doesn't know that the cheap silver key around my neck opens a different kind of legacy. He doesn't know that my real name is Seraphina Vitale, heiress to an empire that runs on blood and silence—and that I’ve just spoken the one word that will burn his world to the ground. Papa. Now he’s searching for me. He’s learning what he lost. And watching me fall for the powerful, patient man who’s been waiting for me for six years is the kind of agony no bullet could ever inflict. A standalone mafia romance where the forgotten girl holds all the cards, and the man who broke her learns that some vows—once broken—can never be mended./1/114597/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260507150604&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Was Never His Real Wife
My little brother's heart monitor was screaming its final warning. I called my husband, Dante Volkov, the ruthless underworld king whose life I'd saved years ago. He had promised to send his elite medical team. "I'm handling an emergency," he snapped, then hung up. An hour later, my brother was dead. I found out what Dante's "emergency" was from his mistress's social media. He had sent his team of world-class surgeons to deliver her cat's kittens. My brother died for a litter of cats. When Dante finally called, he didn't even apologize. I could hear her voice in the background, asking him to come back to bed. He even forgot my brother was dead, offering to buy him a new toy to replace the one his mistress deliberately crushed. This was the man who had promised to protect me, to make my high school tormentors pay. Now, he was holding that very tormentor, Seraphina, in his arms. Then came the final blow: a call from the clerk's office revealed our seven-year marriage was a sham. The certificate was a forgery. I was never his wife. I was just a possession he was tired of. After he left me to die in a car crash for Seraphina, I made one call. I texted a rival mob heir I hadn't spoken to in years: "I need to disappear. I'm calling it in."/0/77365/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260527061248&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The mafia's little possession
She only wanted his money. Now, she's carrying his heir. Valeria De Luca has spent her life chasing wealth, using beauty and charm to get what she wants. Love? It's a fairytale for fools. When a one-night stand with a mysterious stranger leaves her pregnant, she plans to disappear-until she learns the man she slept with is Alessandro Moretti, the ruthless mafia lord who controls half of New York. Alex doesn't do relationships. He doesn't trust women-especially gold diggers like Valeria. But when he discovers she's carrying his child, he makes one thing clear: she belongs to him now. She can fight, she can run, but she will never escape him. Trapped in a deadly world of power and betrayal, Valeria refuses to surrender. But as secrets unravel and enemies close in, she realizes that the most dangerous thing of all isn't the mafia... It's the way her heart races when Alex looks at her like she's already his. But in their world, love is just another weapon-one that might destroy them both./1/118821/coverorgin.jpg?v=42a75bf554dd9d9939724c644172c394&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Kneel Before Your Ex-Wife, Ruthless Boss
For seven years, I secretly funneled my family's wealth to build my husband's mafia empire, even paying exorbitant black-market fees to keep his dying mother alive. But today, Julian threw annulment papers onto the mahogany table. He wrapped a possessive arm around his mistress, proudly announcing to a room of armed men that she was carrying his heir. "Sign the papers and walk away, or my men will consign your body to the river," Julian commanded. He mocked me as a fruitless branch, completely useless to his legacy. His mistress smirked, aggressively demanding I get on my knees and beg for her forgiveness. The entire room of hardened killers erupted into coarse laughter, reveling in the ultimate humiliation of a discarded, barren wife. They had no idea about the secret I buried. Six years ago, a piece of shrapnel in a drive-by shooting had rendered Julian permanently sterile. To protect his life and fragile pride in a brutal syndicate that despised weak men, I had sworn myself to absolute silence and taken all the insults. I had given him everything, only to be thrown away for a child that couldn't possibly be his. Looking into the cruel eyes of the man I had shielded for half a decade, my last vestige of naive hope withered. I calmly signed the annulment without a moment's hesitation. Then, I pulled out my phone to call the Consigliere of New York's ultimate Don—my father—ready to reduce Julian's holdings to ash./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./1/119760/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260611184054&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed By The Queen: A Don's Revenge
I washed my hands of blood and gave up my undisputed underworld throne to build my wife, Lucia, a pristine corporate empire. But tonight, I caught her male secretary breaking into my encrypted mafia files. Instead of punishing the rat for breaching Omertà, Lucia shielded him behind her back and demanded I apologize to him. "You are acting like a street thug, not a husband." She called my mafia heritage a toxic paranoia and threatened to freeze my access to the very accounts I created. When the secretary shattered my late mother's priceless emerald heirloom, she protected him again, telling me to stop acting like a savage over a piece of jewelry. She even stood by while he mocked the unspeakable torture I had willingly endured in a cartel basement years ago just to secure her safe release. For five long years, I played the quiet, supportive husband, taking bullets and laundering funds to give her a legitimate crown. Yet she chose to hand the keys of our empire to a treacherous parasite, dismissing the blood I spilled for her as dirt. I looked at the woman I had once sworn an eternal blood oath to protect, feeling the last thread of my humanity snap. I felt no grief, only a profound and cold clarity as I realized my sacrifices meant absolutely nothing. "Our blood oath is dead, Lucia." I signed the annulment papers, liquidated every cent of the blood money backing her company, and threw her to the wolves./0/85031/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106205606&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Gambler's Wife: A Blood Betrayal
The delivery room was cold, the sterile white walls closing in on me as my newborn son, Leo, fought for every breath down the hall. Then my husband, Liam, called, his voice a panicked whisper: "Ava, I'm in big trouble. I owe six point sixty-six million dollars to 'The Gambler.' If I don't pay, he'll kill me." I emptied our savings, sold my father's cherished comic collection, maxed out high-interest loans, and worked myself to the bone for four agonizing years while Leo battled his own health issues. I even sold my blood, twice a week, because Liam said it was the only thing keeping him alive, that we shared a rare blood type. Finally, I had the money. But when I delivered the duffel bag of cash, "The Gambler's" henchman told me the price had gone up to sixteen point sixty-six million, showing me video proof of Liam being tortured, screaming in agony. Then I walked into a lavish VIP room, ready to beg for his life, only to find Liam, unbruised and in an expensive suit, draped around a stunning woman who looked eerily like me. He wasn't tortured. He was The Gambler. "The blood wasn't for him, darling," his mistress, Scarlett, purred, "It was for me. I needed a little 'top-up.' You were a walking blood bank." My sacrifices, my love, my life-all a lie. He looked at me, a hollowed-out wreck, and called me a failed "evaluation." Then, he threw a pittance of my own money on the floor: "Now get out. You're not welcome here anymore." My world shattered. My son was sick, fighting for his life, and my husband didn't just not care, he was the monster who had profited from our agony. But when he demanded I continue to be his mistress's blood bank, even as Leo lay dying in the hospital, something inside me snapped. "The blood bank is closed. Permanently," I told him, hanging up the phone. He sent his thugs to the hospital to take Leo. My son, my dying son, was just another resource to him. "Mommy?" Leo's tiny voice echoed over the walkie-talkie, Liam's phone still connected to the thugs. "Is... is Daddy there?" That pure, innocent question, crashing through Liam's carefully constructed lie, was all the opening I needed. My son was gone, taken by the man who was supposed to protect him. Now, I would watch Liam's world burn./0/66415/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250327085335&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Let Me Go, Mr. Mafia
"I must have her back within 24 hours, without a single strand of her hair harmed." In a world where loyalty is a rare luxury, Vivian's father seals her fate by selling her to Lincoln Rizzo New York's most feared mafia king. Lincoln Rizzo, infamous for his ruthless rule, harbors an unusual weakness: an allergy to women. Yet, when Vivian enters his life, everything changes. For the first time, Lincoln's deadly obsession finds a focus. Vivian, the only woman he can touch, ignites an unrelenting passion within him. He brought Vivian into his world as payment for her father's debt. But anyone who plays a game with Lincoln must pay dearly. When Vivian arrives at Lincoln mansion, he sets strict rules for her-rules no one dares to defy. But Vivian is different. What happens when she breaks each of the rules set for her? What happens when Vivian becomes Lincoln's possession? What happens when Vivian becomes his weakness? And when Vivian is kidnapped, Lincoln vows to destroy anyone who stands between him and her safe return./0/61722/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250414042934&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Contracted to the Mafia lord: The devil and his pet
If you agree to be my pet for a year then you and your father will be free."The devil whispers coldly with his eyes full of desires''. She knows this will drag her to hell but she says,YES. To save her father who stole from the ruthless Mafia lord,Mia stands up for her father's life.Everyone surrender to him,but she dares to confront him.Even though she is trembling with fear,her tearful eyes shows determination. Staring straight into her eyes,a playful smile curls his lips. Will this deal that started as a pleasure trade by force grow into love that they will crave and fall for each other or will they go their separate ways when the contract expires,leaving their passion behind?/0/85344/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106205924&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Burned Alive, Reborn Anew
The smell of gasoline and burning flesh clung to my last breath, a horrific perfume of my own end. My wife, Olivia, and her grandmother, the woman I' d sacrificed everything to save, celebrated my agonizing death. "You staged the kidnapping, you killed my lover and my son, how dare you still be alive!" Olivia shrieked, as flames licked at the cage they' d locked me in. Her grandmother, my supposed savior, added, "You couldn' t give me a child, so you targeted my grandson, I' ll teach you a lesson you\'ll never forget!" I died watching them smile, consumed by fire, bewildered by their monstrous accusations. I had given my family' s entire fortune to rescue her grandmother, even taken multiple stab wounds in the process. The media had hailed me as a hero, "the ultimate proof of our love," but it meant nothing to them. Olivia' s lover, Ethan Hayes, jealous of the attention, had tragically drowned with their son, Lucas, and they blamed me. They smiled as I burned alive, a fool who gave everything and received only contempt. Then, a frantic, insistent ringing pierced the fiery memory. My eyes snapped open. I wasn't in a burning cage; I was in my bed, the one I shared with Olivia. The calendar on my phone screamed a terrifying truth: it was the fifth anniversary of my marriage, the very day her grandmother was kidnapped. I was back, forced to relive the nightmare. But this time, I wouldn't be the fuel for their fire. I silenced the phone, the urgent ringing of the kidnappers cut short. This time, their fate was their own./0/63443/coverorgin.jpg?v=20241028154357&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ana's legacy
Following the death of her father the only surviving child Ana Marson, left college to secure her birthright in Monaco through a marriage contract with Armani Ortega the head of the Ortega family, one of the highest-ranking families and mafia in Monaco. On her arrival, she faces several complications as Armani is already in a relationship with Sofia Arison, the daughter of another high-ranking mafia. Ana has to enact the contract and force him to marry her in exchange for a joint partnership in her family's oil well to entice the agreement and keep her legacy. He eventually leaves Sofia and marries Ana. Ana faces challenges with keeping the inheritance as there was a catch to the contract, due to an outstanding clause that states that if she divorced him, she loses her inheritance. Romance sparks between the both of them and the marriage becomes easier but Fueled with jealousy and hatred, Sofia comes after Ana making sure she destroys every inch of her happiness but then goes too far in the process which breaks a war out between both families. Will they be able to make Sofia pay and at what cost? Find out more in the book!/0/82372/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106200339&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Sister's Shadow, His Family's Downfall
For seven long years, I built my life in Las Vegas, brick by careful brick. I was Ava, Marcus Thorne' s shadow, his loyal dog-cold, calculating, and feared. But it was all a lie. My true name burned deep inside: avenger. My half-sister, Sarah, loved Marcus. His family-wicked and powerful-took her. A whispered ritual. A sacrifice. Sarah, my sole childhood kindness, was brutally stolen. I endured Marcus' s cruelties, cleaned his messes, and fought his women, all while he saw only Sarah' s ghost in my reflection. I even staged public meltdowns and self-harm, meticulously crafting a dangerously obsessed image, solidifying my crazed devotion. Why Sarah? Why my kind sister for their unspeakable rituals? The Thornes' dark whispers forged my grief into a precise, cold fire of revenge. Her profound injustice and their unshakeable power fueled my every move. I became pure darkness, plotting patient destruction. I would burn their entire world down, as they burned mine. Marcus Thorne, seeing his dead love in my eyes, would unwittingly light the match. He just didn' t know it yet. Seven years was a long wait. For Sarah, I had eternity. My trap is set, and they are already marching into the flames./1/111313/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260528014702&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rising From Ashes: The Mafia King's Bride
I discovered the dark secret my stepmother Beatrice had been hiding for years. When I threatened to expose the truth to the mafia, my half-brother Angelo and step-sister Carmella locked me in an abandoned Brooklyn warehouse. Carmella stood there in my mother's expensive silk dress, her voice sweet and venomous as she confessed how she had meticulously stolen my life and my father's love. Angelo looked at me with cold indifference, pouring gasoline over my feet before striking a match. "You're insane for threatening to break the code of silence," they laughed, leaving me to burn alive to protect their stolen thrones. My own father turned a blind eye, letting his trueborn daughter turn to ash just to maintain the illusion of his perfect family. The smell of charred flesh filled my throat. Until I died, I didn't understand. I had bled for our survival, even taking a bullet for the terrifying Moretti Matriarch. Why did my father let the bastard children of a Chicago bootlegger steal my inheritance and murder me? Opening my eyes again, the phantom heat of the inferno faded into a cool New York afternoon. I was seventeen again, sitting in the backseat of a Cadillac, just returning from my three-year exile in Switzerland. This time, I wouldn't just scream. I would marry the terrifying Prince of New York and watch my stepmother's entire bloodline burn./1/116632/coverorgin.jpg?v=3c131c0c81f48b8cd1b6e2cbe205352f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Jilted Wife Builds Her Own Empire
Julieta thought a quiet night might finally bring some warmth to her cold marriage with Denver Kensington. But his mistress, Aisha, shattered that illusion by staging a fake fall down the grand staircase and framing Julieta for the miscarriage. Denver didn't listen to a single word of Julieta's defense. Instead, Aisha trapped Julieta on the terrace, shoved her over the stone railing, and screamed to the staff that Julieta was committing suicide. Severely injured from the fall and secretly pregnant herself, Julieta woke up in a private clinic only to face Denver's absolute disgust. He refused to believe the child was his. "You will terminate this pregnancy immediately." Denver left her locked inside with a rogue doctor, who quickly pinned Julieta to the floor with a lethal syringe aimed at her neck. As she fought desperately for her baby's life on the cold tiles, Julieta's heart completely shattered. How could the man she loved be so maliciously blind, willingly allowing his mistress to slaughter his legitimate wife and unborn heir? Just as the deadly needle descended, the clinic door was violently kicked off its hinges by the powerful Kensington Patriarch. Saved and granted absolute authority over the main estate, Julieta watched Denver storm away, silently vowing to build her own empire and make them pay./0/52180/coverorgin.jpg?v=cd310f0418c315791988df8dd165ef16&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Torn Loyalties
In the compelling story of "Torn Loyalties," Mia meets the mysterious Alexander, a man whose attraction is surpassed only by his wealth and power, and her life takes an unexpected turn. Mia finds herself giving up all she previously held dear in the chase of love after being drawn into a whirlwind affair. But when Alexander's true colours come to light, Mia is forced to face the terrible reality of their relationship—a risky game of deceit and manipulation masterminded by a mafia boss. Mia must travel a perilous journey filled with treachery, heartache, and self-discovery as she fights to escape Alexander's toxic grasp. Mia needs to find the strength to face her past and embrace a future characterised by her own strength and perseverance because she is faced with the painful decision of choosing her own happiness above the temptation of a love that once promised the world. "Torn Loyalties" is an engrossing story of love, treachery, and the enduring strength of self-worth, set against the backdrop of a world where passion meets peril. This book will have readers gripped from start to finish with its grip-pounding turns and intriguing characters. It serves as a reminder that sometimes the greatest love of all is the love we discover within./0/74707/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260527034058&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forced To Spy On My Boss, But End Up Falling For Him
# Book 2 of the Dark Desires Series His eyes wander on my body and his eyes narrow when he notices the cane marks on my body. "Who the fuck did this to you?" He demands, his tone dangerous as my heart begins to this loudly. "I... I..." "Tell me, Milochka. Who's the bastard that dared to lay his hands on you?" I gulp nervously. "It's my husband. " ..... Viktor Ivanov is guilty of sleeping with his daughter's nanny, and Milana is trapped in a living nightmare as she is forced to spy on Viktor, a powerful member of the Bratva, by her abusive husband. But the more she learns about Viktor, the more she's drawn to his darkness and his loves to his own daughter. As she navigates the treacherous world of the Russian mafia, she must confront the secrets of her past and the lies that bind her to Viktor. Can she find a way to escape, will she become the Bratva's next victim?/1/118353/coverorgin.jpg?v=7dd9b0f4d9aa6d76813a4ea5e1b6b7bd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trapped By The Ruthless Mafia Boss
I was a former diamond prodigy, now hiding in the city's grimy underbelly as a cheap club waitress. I thought I had hit rock bottom, until the night I took a shortcut home. I accidentally witnessed Broderick Lancaster—the ruthless heir to a criminal empire—dumping a twitching body into an acid vat. I made a sound, and his men hunted me down, putting a bullet in my shoulder before I barely escaped into a freezing sewer. Forced back to work by my abusive boss, I covered my bullet wound with a garish butterfly tattoo and painted my face like a tragic, ugly clown to hide in plain sight. But fate is cruel. Broderick booked the VIP suite that very night. While serving him, I watched him casually slice a man's ear off. In my absolute terror, I dropped a heavy crystal bowl. The room went dead silent. Broderick walked over, a bloody knife in hand, and sliced the strap of my dress, exposing my tattooed shoulder—the exact spot his men had shot. My blood turned to ice. I was inches away from the monster hunting me. I sobbed and babbled like a brainless, terrified idiot, praying he wouldn't recognize the ghost who outran his killers. He bought the act and walked away in disgust. I thought I had survived, until I heard his cold voice declare his next move. "My team takes over security for this entire establishment. Effective immediately." My sanctuary had just become his hunting ground./0/66729/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250205085931&imageMogr2/format/webp)
BLOODLINES OF BETRAYAL
Bloodlines of Betrayal In the shadowy underworld of London, power and loyalty collide in a dangerous game of love, vengeance, and survival. Ryan, a ruthless gangster with a past scarred by violence, finds himself tangled in a forbidden romance with Sofia, the beautiful and cunning sister of his fiercest rival, Daryl. But trust is a luxury Ryan can't afford, and Sofia's betrayal plunges him into a deadly feud that shakes the foundations of their world. As rival gangs clash, an unseen force pulls the strings-a cabal of powerful sponsors with their own dark agendas. Betrayed by blood and hunted by mercenaries, Ryan must navigate a labyrinth of lies and shifting alliances to uncover the truth. When the stakes rise and the lines blur, enemies unite, and the city becomes a battlefield where love is as deadly as the bullets flying through the night. With a relentless detective closing in and danger lurking in every shadow, Bloodlines of Betrayal is a gripping tale of ambition, betrayal, and redemption that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the final twist./1/115381/coverorgin.jpg?v=081f1f50b200dbdf8b7385c75644d8ad&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Abandoned Heiress Is A Secret Zillionaire
Seventeen years after going missing, Brooklyn was finally brought back to her ultra-wealthy biological family. But instead of a tearful reunion, her parents and sisters treated her like infectious garbage, mocking her cheap clothes and calling her a country bumpkin. They dumped her into a remedial class to hide her away, cut off her allowance, and threatened to lock down her trust fund to force her into absolute submission. One night, Brooklyn stood in the shadows of the estate and overheard a conversation that shattered everything. She hadn't wandered off as a child. Her parents had deliberately thrown her away because a fake fortune teller claimed her birth chart was a jinx to the family's wealth. They felt zero remorse, only plotting to banish her again the moment she turned eighteen. Her biological father thought he was putting a leash on a helpless, uneducated girl by cutting off her pocket change. He had no idea that Brooklyn was the anonymous VIP who casually dropped sixty million dollars on an emerald at the city's most exclusive auction. He didn't know she was the elusive medical genius that the world's most powerful billionaires were currently tearing the city apart to find. The last microscopic shred of hope for a family withered into cold ash in her chest. "Lock down my trust fund?" She pulled out her encrypted phone and activated her shadow networks, severing herself entirely from their pathetic surveillance. Since they believed she was a jinx, she was going to show them exactly what a real curse looked like./0/71423/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250302040134&imageMogr2/format/webp)
