Mafia Books for Women
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Bloody Love
Vivian Harrison used to be an ordinary nurse at the hospital, but she had the rare Rh-negative blood type. Three years ago, she saved the life of the king of the underworld, Archie Palmer, who had been on the brink of death, with her blood. From that moment on, she had completely fallen for him. However, when Archie awoke, he just coldly handed her a marriage contract. "I never owe anyone a favor." The marriage, in the name of repaying a favor, became a gilded cage that confined Vivian for three years. Archie made Vivian his wife, yet he gave all his tenderness and devotion to a vivacious and innocent woman-Cassie Fuller. He would drive across half the city on a stormy night just to stay with Cassie because she was afraid of the dark. He would spend a fortune at an auction to acquire a piece of priceless jewelry, because Cassie said she liked it. Yet, all he ever offered Vivian was endless indifference and suspicion. When Cassie suffered even the slightest grievance, he would unhesitatingly lay all the blame on Vivian and even torment and punish Vivian in the cruelest ways. "Your blood disgusts me as much as you do, Vivian." Later, when Vivian took a fatal bullet for him and lay bleeding on the ground, he walked coldly past her, holding the frightened Cassie in his arms, without sparing Vivian even a glance. At that moment, Vivian finally understood that this marriage was nothing but a joke from the start. She decided that she would no longer play along with Archie. But when Vivian, her body battered and broken, resolutely left Archie, and Archie, who had always claimed he never loved Vivian, for the first time felt his eyes sting, and frantically searched for her all over the world./1/120560/coverorgin.jpg?v=7b980c0f9b802ae0fb373efd0ec03e4f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The True Mafia Princess Who Never Came Home
I am the true bloodline daughter of the Romano Syndicate, but my brother, the Don, hid me in a safe house while treating his adopted sister, Natalia, like the real mafia princess. Blood meant nothing to them. So I decided it would mean nothing to me. On my twenty-first birthday, Natalia publicly humiliated my impoverished past in front of his men just to steal my only birthday wish. My brother didn't stop her; instead, he indulged her cruelty just to keep her happy. When I finally decided to pack my bags and leave, they cornered me in a city boutique. Natalia maliciously crushed the only photograph of my dead adoptive parents under her designer heel. "Look at this garbage," she mocked, grinding the glass into my mother's smiling face. When I fought back, my own brother violently twisted my arms behind my back. He held his own blood sister defenseless just so the fake princess could slap me across the face. He claimed he had to protect the family from her tantrums, but all he did was treat my existence like a toxic infection. I finally understood that in this family, blood meant absolutely nothing. I dropped the trunk of mafia money, walked out the door, and boarded an off-the-grid freight train to the rural south. When the Don finally realized his mistake and brought the whole syndicate to my farm begging for my return, I didn't even blink./0/61186/coverorgin.jpg?v=f4ef8ce5dcef02351af75f9f21b9e817&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia Prince's Baby
Leonardo has been on a run for more than two months, he has to get away from his uncle who was after his life. He finally found a perfect place, where he can live his private life. Then he met her. She is cute, innocent, childish and far from being smart. Leo can't help getting attracted to her, the more he tries to stay away, the more he gets closer till he can't go back. Is his uncle going to finally find him? Why is the uncle after his life in the first place? Is he going to succumb to the attraction? And many more secrets. Grab your popcorn, ice cream, cupcakes, chicken whatever it is and join me on this ride./0/83573/coverorgin.jpg?v=beb4a6fccdcca225cafde5e57753fff6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Contract with the devil
"The agreement was to become the fake mother of your twins, live with them and act like their sweet, perfect bossom only. Follow the contract and fucking let go of me" she glared, her hazel eyes wavering as she lay trapped under the devil, on his king-sized bed. "Say that again" his dulcet voice ran deep into her veins, his hand trapping her wrist above the headboard. "Let. Go. Of. Me!" She spat, but her breaths hitched when the man slipped his fingers in between her slick, wet thighs. "Aren't you such a bad little liar, Emily?" --- Emily Laurent wasted five years of her life loving a man who saw her as nothing but his financial fountain. On the day of her wedding with him, she found out a secret which shattered her. Stung by the fatal venom of betrayal, Emily resorted to stabbing Sage on the altar. Jail was inevitable, but in the wild turnaround, she got an offer from the most devilish living mafia, Lorenzo Vasquez, boss of the Asylum. Desperate Emily grabbed the offer with her two hands, but can she get used to living with the devil and his spawns?/1/119587/coverorgin.jpg?v=c7608374c48b705976847dc4ace2d3ce&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, Vitiello: The Bride Strikes Back
I was about to walk down the grand staircase to marry Dante Vitiello, a feared mafia Don, sealing a powerful blood oath between our Families. But at the bottom of the marble steps, I found his former mistress wearing an exact replica of my three-million-dollar bridal gown, bleeding from a minor scrape and screaming that I pushed her. Dante immediately stormed into the foyer, his dark eyes furious, and crushed my wrist in a violent grip. "Bow your head and apologize to her," he demanded in front of the entire underworld elite. His mother stepped forward and spat at me, calling me a vicious, jealous girl who brought shame to their empire. The surrounding made men and high-society guests whispered in condemnation, entirely taking his side. But the deepest betrayal wasn't his mistress crashing the wedding. I soon discovered Dante had ordered his legal team to draft a predatory annulment contract the night before. It was titled "Major Fault of the Bride," a meticulously planned trap designed to frame me and strip my family's port territories as reparations for this staged disaster. I looked at the man I was supposed to marry, realizing he thought I was just a naive pawn he could humiliate, rob, and discard. He truly believed I would break down in tears and submit to his power. Instead, I pulled out my encrypted phone and summoned the Mafia Commission's Arbitrator. "Cancel the marriage ceremony," I commanded coldly, preparing to shed my heavy bridal gown. "Tonight, there is no wedding."/1/120886/coverorgin.jpg?v=0b58fa026a557e1dab9c7b99eb726b96&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married To The Devil's Son (The Debt)
Scarlette Voss has spent her life surviving alone, trusting no one and needing nothing. Until the night a bleeding stranger collapses into her apartment. Lucien Morretti, heir to one of the most powerful mafia empires, a man of lethal control and dangerous obsession. She could have walked away, but she saved him instead. Now, drawn into the shadowed world of Vesper Academy, an elite and ruthless institution for mafia heirs, Scarlett's is forced to play the role of Lucien's fiancée a claim he refuses to release and protection she never asked for. At Vesper, power is everything, weakness is hunted, and survival is a game only the cunning win. But Scarlette is no pawn. Her defiance and courage catch Lucien off guard, and soon their bond grows into a dangerous, magnetic obsession neither can resist. She saved a devil. But Lucien Morretti is about to find that she might be the only one who can own him in return./0/80330/coverorgin.jpg?v=3efab84a2b0ad1711a9fe24f1e08723b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Silent Keeper
When 23-year-old Cassie Reed is kidnapped by a cold mafia Don who claims she holds the key to a billion-dollar secret fund, her quiet college life explodes into a world of secrets, danger, and forbidden attraction. But the deeper she falls for her captor, the harder it becomes to tell who's protecting her-and who's using her./1/115695/coverorgin.jpg?v=adbeeccf00d6b7dcb8d69a5bd137732e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Claimed By The Ruthless Dark Mafia Don
I was the untouchable Mafia Queen, but my reign ended in the blood-soaked depths of a damp dungeon. My half-sister, Kelsey, drove a rusted, sharpened spoon into my chest, screaming about the unfairness of fate. In my past life, my father sold me to the ruthless Don Dante Blackwell as collateral to pay off his debts. To survive, I took a black-market fertility drug, birthed his heir, and clawed my way to the throne through sheer ruthlessness. But in the mafia world, a pregnant woman isn't a queen; she's a walking target. I survived countless bombings and poisonings, only to be betrayed and slaughtered by my own family. Until my last breath, I couldn't understand. I had sacrificed everything to secure our survival in the empire. Why did my blood and tears only earn me a rusted spoon to the heart? Opening my eyes again, I am seventeen, sitting in my father's drawing room. Two black velvet boxes sit on the mahogany table. Kelsey greedily snatches the box containing the fertility drug, her eyes gleaming with feverish triumph. "I'll take this one, Papa." She thinks she is stealing my golden ticket to the crown, completely unaware that she just chose a death sentence. I lower my gaze, letting my eyelashes mask the cold, lethal amusement pooling in my eyes as I take the remaining box. Inside is the detailed psychological profile of the Don's dead fiancée. This time, I won't be a breeding mare fighting off assassins. I will dissect the devil himself./1/119589/coverorgin.jpg?v=db6b770925ec91e494da468acc355dfb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, Sir: We Left You
I was married to the city's most feared Mafia Boss, but for the past four years, his true priority was always the widow of his fallen Capo. He claimed it was his sacred duty to protect her and her son. But this duty meant missing our seven-year-old son's birthday, giving my boy's custom-made present to the widow's child, and abandoning us every time she shed a fake tear. Over thirty agonizing days, I meticulously taught my son to sever his emotional bond with his father. I instructed him to stop saying 'Dad' and start addressing the Don coldly as 'Sir'. Blinded by his haste to rush back to the widow's side, my husband didn't even read the complex Syndicate documents I placed in front of him. He unknowingly signed away his full custodial rights and authorized our permanent relocation. He actually believed he could keep us waiting in his gilded cage while systematically destroying every promise he ever made to his own flesh and blood. How could a man who once swore to set the world on fire for our family become so ruthlessly blind to his own son's quiet grief? Today, the thirty-day irrevocable execution window officially closed. "I never want to see the Boss again, Mom. Let's go." As the Don sped off to deal with yet another of the widow's manufactured emergencies, I took my son and boarded an untraceable private jet, leaving the Boss to return to a completely empty home./0/63784/coverorgin.jpg?v=32cca0a1b8937a65f0a514801c3c509e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Scary Psycho Bad Boy
"P-please d-don't," I said to him fearfully. "Uh huh, let me enjoy tonight, baby," he whispered in my ear. Tears streamed down my face as my body trembled from his presence. I never wanted to wear this to our prom. I didn't choose this. I should have refused back then so none of this would have happened. I knew he'd be angry seeing me in this outfit, but we ran out of time, so I couldn't argue anymore. "Please, Kairus, d-don't, s-stop, please," I begged him. "Shhh, don't test my patience, baby. You know what I can do, right?" he grinned. "N-no, p-please," I cried. "The more you beg, the more I want you," he smirked. He's Kairus Jei Styles, the son of the owner of my school, and he's the bad boy everyone fears. He has friends who are also feared at Styles University. He's the man who raped me and turned my four years in their school into a living hell. I'm Allysiah Quin De Villa, and I was 17 years old when Kairus took control of my life. He was 20 at the time, and I later discovered that he was a terrifying psycho bad boy./0/92660/coverorgin.jpg?v=83deada2c9e20bad4fd2e73bd6b7496a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Bratva's Obsession
She entered the Bratva for revenge. Disguised as a man, she never expected to fall for her merciless trainer-the devil himself. Tessa Moretti's only goal is to find her parents' killer, but the Ivanovs-the most feared mafia family in Russia-stand in her way. To get close, she hides her identity and joins their world of violence. Now, under Enzo Ivanov's brutal training, every day is a fight for survival. He wants to break her. She wants vengeance. But when her disguise shatters, obsession takes hold-and Enzo will kill and burn for the woman he was never meant to love. A dark enemies-to-lovers mafia romance full of disguise, obsession, and dangerous passion./1/121213/coverorgin.jpg?v=5d4716f096920da65ad503b7cb02296a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pampered By The Ruthless Northern Warden
I waited eleven years to marry the Syndicate Underboss. But on the final night of the Old Ways, Silas laughed with his men and announced he would never claim me. Instead, he elevated his adopted sister, Serena, to his side. He left me standing entirely alone at the ceremonial altar, letting the whole mafia family mock me with vulture‑like pity. When I tore Serena's dress in a blind rage, he locked me in an underground fighting cage for his soldiers to jeer at, calling it a fair punishment. His mother openly called me damaged goods, and Silas threatened to give my entire dowry and family territories to Serena if I didn't bow down and apologize to her. For a decade, I endured his emotional abuse, only to realize I was just a convenient shield for his sick obsession with his sister. My heart finally went completely dead. I dropped his blood‑ruby engagement crest into the trash and burned eleven years of memories to ash. Then, I invoked the ancient laws of severance right to his face. "I'm breaking the arrangement." When Alessandro, the lethal Warden of the North, arrived with an armored motorcade to claim me as his Queen, Silas finally panicked. He chased my car, pounding on the glass with bloodshot eyes, begging me to come back. I just looked at him with flat, dead calm and rolled up the window./0/62813/coverorgin.jpg?v=5a846d2557aad24f7b056e4f78b78627&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sold to the mafia lord
(ADULT CONTENT) Lucia - I had gotten to the point in my life where I could totally understand why people felt the need to take their own life. It was a need a lot of people thought they understood but in reality didn't even know the half of it. I would know because it was a need I constantly battled with. My life was complete shit. I'd lost my parents at a young age, been tossed from one abusive chaotic home to the other until I'd finally decided I couldn't take it anymore and had run away. Only running away had made it worse. Way worse. Because living on the streets I witnessed a lot of things no young girl should ever witness. Then for a moment it seemed like I'd found love. He was kind, caring and sweet. But even that didn't last. I told myself then that I was completely done. At first I didn't want to live at all. Later on, I just wanted to live long enough to get my revenge on everyone who had dared to make my life miserable. I never expected I would want to live for him. Bruno - Inheriting a ruthless top mafia gang at a very young age did a lot of damage to someone. It certainly did a whole lot of damage to me. Fucked me up so bad I could no longer tell what was right from what was wrong. I could no longer separate what I needed to do from what I wanted to do. And it was fine, really. I didn't give a flying fuck what anyone thought about it. It was who I was now and there was no going back. At least that was what I'd thought. Until I'd met Lucia. I still couldn't explain it but seeing her up there, hands tied above her head as she waited for whatever asshole was going to buy her at the auction caused some kind of reaction in me. It was enough to tell me that I should probably let someone else buy her so she could be their problem. Unfortunately I'd never been one to stop myself from making a wrong decision. So I bought her anyway. And who would have guessed? She turned out to be the best decision I'd ever made./1/115050/coverorgin.jpg?v=29305298dcf167b7c4fbfb1b0e1eafc1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
You Chose Her, Now Watch Me Leave
For five years, I was married to the most feared Mafia Don in New York. But my husband's heart only had room for one woman: my fragile, manipulative half-sister, Siena. He constantly used his absolute authority to protect her, even forgetting my deadly genetic allergy just to cater to her meals. The ultimate betrayal came during a hostage exchange with a rogue faction at the freezing East Docks. The kidnapper pressed a gun to Siena's head and demanded a one-for-one trade. The Mafia Queen for the sweet civilian. My husband and my son didn't hesitate for a single second. "Walk forward, Tessa," Cassio commanded, his voice devoid of any hesitation. "Go save my aunt!" my young son screamed from the car. I was shoved toward the ruthless mobsters and dragged onto their idling smuggling boat. When I looked back, Cassio was hurriedly wrapping his warm coat around Siena's shivering shoulders. He didn't look at me. Not even once. In that freezing rain, I finally realized my absolute worthlessness. I was never a wife or a mother; I was just a disposable bargaining chip. Memories of a past life suddenly flooded my mind—a life where I withered away in a cage, dying alone while Cassio stood over my hospital bed and whispered his final words. "I wish I had met Siena first." I looked down at the freezing, black ocean churning below the edge of the boat. An underground extractor had already prepared my new identity in Switzerland. With a sudden jerk, I ripped my arm out of the mobster's grip and stepped backward off the edge of the boat. This time, I chose to live for myself./0/99152/coverorgin.jpg?v=94c4757aa2f280cde931ddde5f9e2c89&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond The Billionaire's Cruel Obsession
For five years, I was married to a man the world adored. I told myself he wasn't a monster, just incapable of love. I learned the truth when his men dragged me from a hospital bed to bake a cake for the spoiled lover he cherished more than life. He let that man, Cinnamon, carve a painting into my back with a needle. He had me thrown into a walk-in freezer when I refused to cook. He even made me crawl through a swimming pool filled with broken glass, all to appease Cinnamon's cruel whims. I finally understood. My husband wasn't incapable of love; he was just incapable of loving me. He was a monster, but only for him. The day I walked out of that pool, bleeding and broken, my love for him was dead. The next morning, I finalized our divorce and bought every billboard in the city with my last dollar. My message was simple: "I, Adelaide Atkinson, am officially divorced from Alonzo Taylor. Best wishes for his future with Mr. Cinnamon Webster."/0/91041/coverorgin.jpg?v=b2a0c8c047868f7aacabf75c21a0ff39&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Regret: Rise Of The Boss Lady
Megan thought she had finally won over her childhood first love after her father proposed a marriage alliance between their families. But Joe was secretly in love with her step sister, he only married Megan because he had to claim his mafia ranks. Now gotten what he wanted he abused Megan, mentally and emotionally even sleeping with her own step sister in their bed. Megan has no choice but to leave but she soon returns after being taken in by Kai Slayer, a very powerful mafia man and with his help, she rises to become the world's most deadliest Mafia Queen. Lady M./0/66383/coverorgin.jpg?v=9c23dc1e5da80a3ba6ed711a31d0d4ea&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Agent 64
Nora, an agent, was assigned a dangerous mission: infiltrate the most notorious crime family in Chicago. Disguised and determined, she plans her heist on the day the new mafia boss, Robert DiFronzo, is set to take his oath. Fueled by hatred for the family she blames for her foster father's death, Nora is ready to bring them down. But when the heist sets off a series of gruesome murders, all pointing back to the DiFronzos, Nora finds herself deeper than she expected. To uncover the truth, she assumes a new identity as a bodyguard to the mafia boss's sister. As Nora gets closer to Robert, what starts as a carefully crafted deception turns into something unexpected-real feelings. Torn between her growing love for the man she once swore to destroy and her duty as an agent, Nora's world spirals out of control when Robert gets engaged to another woman in a strategic move to solidify his mafia ties. Heartbroken and desperate to forget, Nora indulges herself to uncover the truth but she realises that there is more than meets the eyes and the price of love might be more than she's willing to pay. To know what happens next please read my book 'Agent 64'/0/99153/coverorgin.jpg?v=5e56e3f9813570790a7e8cf832aed9e1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Unwanted Wife To Unreachable Queen
The day my guardian, Dante Moretti, announced his engagement was the day I started planning my death. Not a literal one, but the death of the girl who had orbited his world for ten years. He was the Don of the Moretti family, the man I'd secretly loved since I was a child. But with his new fiancée, Sofia, on his arm, he began to erase me. He even forgot my severe allergy, gifting me a watch that would blister my skin. He had ripped apart the diary where I confessed my love for him. "I am your guardian," he'd spat. "Do not ever cross that line again." Yet one night, drunk and stumbling, he crashed his mouth onto mine, his hands roaming my body as he pushed me against the wall. He groaned, but the name that escaped his lips wasn't mine. "Sofia..." When I screamed my own name—Elara—he shoved me away in horror. He wasn't horrified by his betrayal, but by the fact that he'd kissed the wrong woman. That was the final straw. I took the acceptance letter to a university in Toronto that I had kept hidden like a prayer. I called my estranged father and booked a one-way ticket. This time, I would burn my old life to the ground and leave nothing but ashes behind./0/78713/coverorgin.jpg?v=c8ed0318229be23931e5dd33ef1a4a97&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Substitute Bride For The Mafia Boss
When Valentina Russo is forced to marry Alessandro De Luca, the ruthless and dangerously handsome heir to the De Luca crime empire, she becomes a pawn in a deadly game of power, betrayal, and desire. She was never meant to be his bride her perfect, obedient sister was. But when her sister vanishes on the eve of the wedding, Valentina is thrust into a world of wealth, violence, and passion she never asked for. Alessandro is cold, possessive, and unforgiving, a man who doesn't take betrayal lightly. He sees Valentina as nothing more than a replacement, a woman he didn't choose but now owns. However, she's different fierce, unpredictable, and unwilling to bow to him. And that makes her dangerous. Torn between the arrogant mafia boss who ignites a fire in her veins and his enigmatic cousin, Lorenzo, who offers her an escape, Valentina finds herself caught in a web of deadly secrets, forbidden attraction, and an irresistible war between love and hate. But in this world, love is a weakness. And trusting the wrong man? b Could cost her everything including her life. Will she surrender to Alessandro's dark desires or escape before she becomes his prisoner forever?"/0/99154/coverorgin.jpg?v=c4d760fba5fe2e6fd881b4f9d4b79e92&imageMogr2/format/webp)
