Mafia Books for Women
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STUCK WITH THE MAFIAN TWINS
"Tell me what's going on?" I snapped, tired of the unnecessary suspense. "I don't know what's going on either but it's not safe here. Please stay where you are, I can't afford to lose another person tonight." He murmured as his voice shook with impatience. "Lose another person? What are you talking about?" I froze, thrown into oblivion. He sighed as tears mixed up his words. "Chelsea, your mother and your sister are gone." ****************************************** After a series of life threatening events, Chelsea Ambers steps out of her shadows to defend her family and investigate the murder of her sister. After landing the most envied position in the business industry, Chelsea is faced with more trauma and confusion as all traces of her sister's death leads to the two men she loves the most. Would Chelsea bury the past and let love reign, or would she avenge as she swore she would? ****************************************** "She was just a victim of a bad mood swing. Your father broke the deal, Chelsea Ambers." He scoffed like her life meant nothing to him./0/59032/coverorgin.jpg?v=b858f8e0ee35afb8b5f08f9fa1c49c99&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Don's Yearn (II)
“Answer me honestly Serena. Did he kiss you?" Arsenio asked Serena. He had backed her against the wall, making her lose her one chance at escaping him. His body was tense and every nerve in him was on end as he awaited her response. “What is it to you Arsenio?! He might be a bad person but at least he knows what he wants and he sure as hell goes for it. You kiss me one moment and the next you tell me it's a mistake. You tell me how badly you want me and try to chase anyone who shows the least interest in me and yet you keep me at arm's freaking length. Enough Arsenio. I will do what I want to do…how I want to do it and with whom I choose. Hell, I'll even spread my legs wide open for Gerald if it would mean…” Arsenio had heard enough and he quickly turned her to face the wall. He held her both hands with one of his above her head before he pressed his body so close to hers. “You have been naughty, Bellisomo. Teased me to no end and made me go crazy countlessly. Now let's find out if your body agrees with your words “ Arsenio said and his fingers went missing under the short blue gown she had worn to test Gerald Mason. ******************** Arsenio Vladmiro - son to Massimo Vladmiro and Amelia Vladmiro finds out about his forbidden feelings for the one person he should not think of in that manner - Serena Toralba. She is the daughter to their family’s Consigliere and their parents raised the both of them in the same mansion together. He struggles between going for the girl he has always seen as a younger sister till seven years ago or letting her go. He had his pretty share of women in the world but the one woman he shouldn't want is the one his heart thrums for./0/67469/coverorgin.jpg?v=982ee74af7b8eb7dd2e645cc3ee1209e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
DANGEROUS DEVOTION
I never imagined my life would lead here-a world where power, fear, and loyalty rule. I was an orphan, lost in the system until I was sold to the most feared and powerful man in the underworld: Zane Stormborn. They told me he was ruthless, a man who controlled cities and commanded armies of loyal followers. But to me, he was just my new master, a man I'd have to serve in the shadows of his mansion. Yet, as I moved through the dark hallways of the Stormborn estate, I saw a side of Zane no one else knew. He wasn't just a feared crime lord; he was a man shaped by pain, haunted by secrets, and drawn to me in ways I couldn't understand. Against all odds, I went from the lowest servant in his home to the only woman he trusted by his side. But life with Zane isn't a fairytale. His enemies lurk in every corner, waiting to use me against him. They tried to break me, to tear us apart, but I won't give up so easily. I've come too far to lose him now, and I'll fight anyone who dares to stand in our way. This is my story-a journey from darkness to love, and a fight to hold on to the one man who changed my life forever./1/117110/coverorgin.jpg?v=ef993fa6d397d6a6e3f507c933ea14cd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Paid In Full: Escaping The Mafia King
My stepfather skimmed millions from the mafia and traded me to Dante Moretti, New York's most ruthless boss, to pay his blood debt. But Dante executed him anyway, and instead of letting me go, he locked me in his fortress as his personal property. I became a prisoner in a gilded cage. He controlled when I ate and slept, paraded me in heavy diamonds, and brutally murdered anyone who even looked at me. Even the only guard who showed me kindness eventually betrayed me, selling me to a rival gang to pay off his own debts. Dante slaughtered an entire warehouse of men just to get me back. He knelt in a pool of blood, his hands trembling as he touched my bruised face, claiming I was his only weakness. But his obsession didn't make me feel safe; it chilled me to the bone. I was never a human being to him. I was just collateral. A pet he wanted to own and lock away. So, during the chaos of a sudden blackout, I ran into the freezing night and never looked back. Three years later, I had a new name and a new life in London. When Dante finally found me, standing in my art gallery with graying hair and begging me to come back to be his Queen, I felt absolutely nothing. I calmly handed him an envelope containing every cent my stepfather had stolen. "The blood debt is paid, Dante. I don't want your money, and I definitely don't want you."/0/92452/coverorgin.jpg?v=1fd638539e4f58a48e422f27515b9026&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After My Fiancé Sent Me to the Mafia's Bed I Sent Him to Hell
On the cruise ship, my fiancé's beloved, Cathy Begum, botched an important performance, which angered the mafia group behind it. The mafia's leader, Nate Adams, declared he would ruin Cathy's piano-playing hands. My fiancé, Chris Dobson, seemed unconcerned, focusing on feeding me soup. However, I fainted soon. When I awoke, I found myself naked and bound to the bed in Nate's room. Chris was tenderly holding Cathy's hands, his face filled with concern. "Cathy makes her living with her hands. I can't just watch them get ruined. You just need to stay with Nate for one night, and once he's calmed down, I'll come get you." I snorted with derision. "What makes you think Nate will calm down? What if he gets even angrier?"/1/113866/coverorgin.jpg?v=f1a3236cca4b2ce5918a65135739b4d3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed Heiress: Married To The Devil
I was tossed into a dark alley like rotting garbage, bleeding and grieving the child I had just lost. When I was finally brought back to my fiancé Angelo's penthouse, instead of comfort, I was met with absolute disgust. His family declared me "unclean" after the kidnapping. Angelo coldly announced he was burying the scandal by marrying my sweet, innocent cousin, Carissa. When we were alone, Carissa stood over my bed, her voice dripping with venomous delight. "My father arranged the kidnapping. And now, Angelo and I can finally be together." Before I could react, she forced a silver letter opener into my hand, deliberately stabbed her own shoulder, and let out a bloodcurdling scream. Angelo stormed in, struck me across the face, and gathered a sobbing Carissa into his arms, looking at me with absolute revulsion. The family matriarch appeared at the door, her cold eyes sweeping over the scene before she gave a chilling order to the maids. "Clean this up." They pinned me down and brutally drove the blade directly into my chest. I choked on my own blood, staring at the man who had promised me the world as he turned his back, calling my murder a "mercy." As my heart beat its final agonizing rhythm, I made a silent vow to the shadows that if there was a next life, I would have my vendetta. When I opened my eyes again, there was no blood, only the soft silk of my nightgown. I had returned to the day before my eighteenth birthday. This time, I wouldn't play the desperate victim. I was going to ally with the Devil of Chicago and burn them all to the ground./0/70390/coverorgin.jpg?v=8a46d1114f6950112a672ebaf2ec718e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
BETRAYED BY THE MAFIA LORD
"Why do you remind me so much of my wife?" he asked. "Maybe I am her," she replied. Sophia agreed to marry Leo, a renowned Mafia Lord, after spending the night with him. She spent two years trying to make her marriage work, and just when she thought things were going her way, Leo announced he was leaving her for another woman. She fled the country after almost being murdered by Leo's new fiancée and met Quinn, another infamous Mafia who promised to exact revenge on those who wronged her. Now, she returns with a thirst for revenge and a little replica of her ex-husband. What happens when old sparks begin to fly? Will she stick to her quest for revenge or abandon it and follow her heart?/0/76879/coverorgin.jpg?v=caf8918d21ced7b976b299c6d530aff2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE DEVIL'S BRIDE
Valentina De Luca has spent her life in the shadows of the mafia, raised by a father who once ruled with power but lost everything to greed. When her family's betrayal puts them at the mercy of the ruthless Costa crime empire, she becomes the price to be paid. A marriage contract, signed in blood. A life no longer her own.Adrian Costa is a man feared by many and respected by all. Cold, calculated, and utterly untouchable, he takes what he wants without apology. And now, he wants her. Their wedding is not a union-it's a sentence. To Valentina, he's the devil in a tailored suit, a man who seeks control over her every breath. But Adrian isn't just looking for obedience. He craves something deeper. Something far more dangerous.Trapped in a world of power plays and whispered betrayals, Valentina refuses to break, refusing to be just another pawn in Adrian's deadly game. But as secrets unravel and enemies close in, the line between hate and passion blurs, igniting a war of the heart she never saw coming.He owns her body. She refuses to give him her soul.But in a world where loyalty is lethal and love is a weakness, surrendering to the enemy might be the only way to survive./0/89857/coverorgin.jpg?v=391083e7b491051c29ab8070205cba1f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia's Obsession.
Elena Vasquez never expected to cross paths with Dante Moretti, Manhattan's most ruthless mafia kingpin. But her boldness and beauty ignite an obsession he can't ignore. When she rejects him, Dante doesn't back down, he takes her, dragging her into a dark world ruled by power and danger. Trapped in his gilded cage, Elena refuses to be broken. Yet as their fierce clashes give way to a dangerous attraction, the lines between hate and desire begin to blur. Beneath Dante's ruthless exterior lies a secret that could destroy them both. Can Elena survive the man determined to own her or will obsession become her downfall?/1/125222/coverorgin.jpg?v=d120edfc595220e29f599bab7a546f88&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sold to the Bratva Brothers
An eighteen-year-old girl. Three ruthless Bratva brothers. One marriage that was never supposed to become real. When Anya Volodina's father loses a dangerous poker game, he offers his daughter as payment for his debt. She expects to be treated like property. Instead, she finds herself in the hands of the three most feared men in Russia-the Volkov brothers. Alexei, the cold and powerful Pakhan who trusts no one. Nikolai, the calculating strategist who can uncover a person's darkest secret with a single question. And Dmitri, the ruthless enforcer whose temper is as dangerous as his loyalty. They don't want Anya because of her beauty. They want what she knows. For years, Anya secretly managed her father's criminal empire. She knows his hidden accounts, secret routes, illegal dealings, and the evidence that could expose the powerful men hiding behind his empire. But Anya refuses to become another pawn. If the Volkov brothers want her cooperation, they will have to give her something in return-power, protection, and a place at their table. What they don't know is that Anya is hiding secrets of her own. Secrets connected to her past. Secrets that could destroy the very empire she's been forced to enter. As enemies close in and her father's corruption begins to unravel, the marriage that started as a transaction slowly becomes something far more dangerous. Because the Volkov brothers may have bought the debt... But they never expected to lose their hearts to the girl they were supposed to control. And when Anya discovers the real reason her father gave her to the Bratva, she will have to choose between the men who saved her, the secrets that could destroy them, and the revenge she's been waiting for. In a world where love is weakness and loyalty comes with a price, Anya must decide how much she's willing to sacrifice before the Bratva takes everything from her-including her heart./0/71688/coverorgin.jpg?v=502ff1d84ce16791d07e2a8077ee88d6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
WANTED
Who pulls the trigger on a mission with their eyes closed? Maybe someone as crazy as me, that was the beginning of my troubles. The plan was simple, kill the Italian Don and get the fuck out of the building, but what happens when Cara kills the wrong man and leaves the wrong man alive? Now she's on the run and the Don will stop at nothing till he has her beating heart in his hand. Don Dante wanted nothing more than to kill the woman who shot his right-hand man, what he didn't expect was that his heart was going to beat for the enemy. An enemy he wants dead at the same time alive. Find out how this story unfolds./1/101862/coverorgin.jpg?v=4beab87c06ef93cf1d748a947010e12d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shattered Vows: The Don's Runaway Queen
I was the Queen of New York, the untouchable wife of the city's most feared Mafia Don, Liam Goldstein. But my throne was built on quicksand. It started with a photo of a hotel receipt and a tangle of lingerie sent to my phone. It ended with a listening device I planted, hearing my husband tell his mistress that I was just a "decoration" while she would bear his heir. The humiliation reached its peak at the charity gala. His mistress, Ava, marched in wearing my jewelry, claiming my husband in front of the city's elite. When I tried to leave, Liam grabbed me. I fell. I hit the floor hard, and the pain in my stomach was blinding. I lay there on the ballroom parquet, bleeding out in my white gown, losing the unborn son Liam claimed he wanted more than anything. But he didn't kneel to help me. Terrified of a scandal, he shielded his mistress from the paparazzi and walked away, leaving me to die amidst the champagne and diamonds. I woke up in a hospital bed with an empty womb and a "sorry" check from his lawyer. He thought money could fix a dead child. He thought I would just go back to being his ornament. He was wrong. That night, I initiated the Phoenix Plan. I planted my DNA in a car wreck, drove it to the docks, and watched it explode into a fireball. To the world, and to Liam, Maya Goldstein is dead. But I’m very much alive. And I’m going to burn his empire to the ground./1/116787/coverorgin.jpg?v=ed8a32c9b6c68a4c2d1117f91a5b4e3e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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./0/70716/coverorgin.jpg?v=b44a152adb336578989143c14716ce0d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Stolen by the Mafia Boss
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now, I belong to him. One moment, I was walking home from class. The next, I was staring into the cold, merciless eyes of Alessandro Caruso, the most feared mafia boss in New York. He says I've seen too much. That letting me go isn't an option. So, he steals me. Locks me in his mansion. Holds me captive in his world of blood and power. He's ruthless, possessive, and dangerously obsessed. He tells me I'm his now, that he'll never let me go. I should hate him. I should fight him. But every time he touches me, my body betrays me. Every time he whispers in my ear, I forget to resist. Yet, behind his darkness, I see glimpses of something else. Something broken. Something that makes me wonder if I could ever escape... even if he let me. But loving a man like Alessandro is a dangerous game. Because in his world, love is a weakness. And if his enemies find out what I mean to him... I'll become his greatest vulnerability/0/83694/coverorgin.jpg?v=8e50a1720b655a8919411b4da3e88b67&imageMogr2/format/webp)
One Last Bet
The roar of the South Philly sports bar was music to my ears, the cheers for my "Oracle" predictions ringing hollow as I saw the smiling faces of my childhood friends. Just one week from now, in a life I' d already lived, these same friends would lose everything on my predictions and leave me for dead in a dirty alley. They' d blame me, screaming King K, the flashy influencer, had called it an hour before I did, beating me until I stopped moving. Now they pressed me for more "sure things," their greed a mask over the rage I knew was coming, their loyalty as thin as their winnings. Then my Uncle Leo, the only family I had, intervened, pulling the "exhausted niece" card, a gesture that filled me with relief, even as I felt a pang of guilt for my coldness. But relief turned to dread when he revealed his "heart condition" and a staggering medical bill, claiming he' d lost all our savings on a "bad tip"-a lie designed to force one last, massive prediction from me. The betrayal of my previous life faded into the background, eclipsed by the desperate reality of his illness, trapping me into playing the Oracle again. I poured my soul into the data, finding a perfect, obscure rookie bet, only to see King K post the exact same pick minutes later, confirming a sickening truth: Uncle Leo was leaking my intel. My blood ran cold when I found the unique Eagles watch I' d given my uncle on King K' s wrist in an old photo, realizing my uncle was not only feeding my analysis to his secret boyfriend but was systematically destroying my reputation to build King K' s brand. The pieces clicked: it was always planned. But this time, I was ready. I cashed out my winning soccer bets (which King K had predictably tried to steal credit for, missing my trap bet entirely), and used every dime on one final, impossible gamble: the "unbeatable" NFL team would lose after their star quarterback suffered a season-ending injury in the first quarter-an event I remembered with horrifying clarity from my past life. I packed a bag, ready to watch King K, Uncle Leo, and every single soul who had called me a fraud, who had plotted my demise, lose everything and face the loan sharks I knew would be coming./0/72339/coverorgin.jpg?v=6687e7d3b6d140e5ad2f6cee36d87c00&imageMogr2/format/webp)
HIS RUTHLESS REDEMPTION
"Do you take love or power?" he asked pointing the gun right at my forehead. In the underworld of Atlanta, blood ties are not only sacred, but also deadly. Ariella Johnson, a fearless law student, had no idea she would be bound to ruthless Mafia Don Luis DeLuca. He marries her not out of love, but to gain power, claiming her before his rival. To the outside world, she is his wife and a symbol of strength. But Ariella refuses to be controlled. Defiant and sharp-tongued, she confronts Luis at every turn, refusing to submit to a man who regards her as nothing more than a strategic move. When her father dies after discovering the truth at the hands of the defeated rival, Ariella's grief transforms into quiet determination. She won't be a pawn in anyone's game. As she learns to navigate the dangerous world she has been thrust into, she develops an unexpected bond with Luis' sister, Annie. However, not everyone in his household is an ally-Kendy, a cunning maid, secretly works against Ariella with, ensuring she never finds her footing. One reckless, drunken night transforms everything. Ariella discovers she is pregnant, forcing Luis to face the truth: his wife is no longer merely a symbol; she is his greatest weakness. But, before he can make things right, betrayal paves in. His most trusted allies turn on him, using Ariella as leverage in a deadly power struggle. With enemies closing in and time running out, Luis must decide whether to defend the empire he built or fight for the woman who refuses to be conquered. In a world where love is dangerous and trust is a luxury, survival requires knowing whom to protect and who to destroy. Read HIS RUTHLESS REDEMPTION and get to know how a mighty Don bowed before love./1/101864/coverorgin.jpg?v=48c4c63a89f2455e4ede83955492aee7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pampered By The Enemy Of My Ex
I served the Dunlap family for six years, managing their dark accounts and raising children that weren't mine, all while waiting for my husband to truly love me. But when the "real" mistress returned, my devotion was rewarded with a death sentence. My husband, Gavyn, didn't just ask for a divorce; he dragged me to a cliff edge. He stood next to Iliana, the woman who stole my life, and looked at me with cold indifference. He called me a thief. He called me an "incubator"—a temporary vessel used to hold his place until his princess came back. Then, he ordered his hitman to finish it. I managed to bribe the hitman and jumped into the freezing ocean, but the fall cost me the only thing that mattered. Alone on a desolate beach, shivering and broken, I miscarried Gavyn's child—the baby he didn't even know existed. I lay in the sand, hollowed out by grief. I couldn't understand how the man I worshipped could discard me like trash. He didn't just break my heart; he tried to erase my existence. But fate wasn't done with me. On that same beach, I found a wounded young man hiding in the woods. He wasn't just a stranger; he was the lost heir to the Sosa crime family—Gavyn's mortal enemies. When the Don, Daniel Sosa, came to claim his nephew, he offered me a hand. Now, the world thinks Alex Dunlap is dead. But tonight, I am walking into the Grand Gala on the arm of the most dangerous man in the city. And I’m going to burn Gavyn’s empire to the ground./1/114842/coverorgin.jpg?v=4fe0a6516cc093dd7efa5d7a92d822ac&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Ruthless Game
She stopped to admire the vineyard smiling sheepishly. She was enjoying her secret visit to Dante's den a little too much reminding herself that she had to leave immediately. She suddenly did not feel like seeing him anymore as his warning sounds rang in her ears. "I must be crazy to have come in here" She shook her head in disbelief. "Isn't this considered as voluntarily entering into the lion's den?" "You are self aware, what should your punishment be?" a familiar voice said from behind. She looked back in time to see Dante glaring at her. Her attempt to keep calm failed as she let out a loud scream. She jumped in an attempt to flee from him and run back to the safety of her room. Dante grabbed her arm and pulled her close to him , his arm pressing down on her neck. "You are so daring, exactly how I like them" he laughed. His laughter sounded like thunderclaps, she shivered under the weight of his arm around her neck. She might choke to death if he does not let her go. She had been willing to die but not like this. "I'm sorry" she managed to say. "No you're not" he yelled " I warned you. You dared me"./1/116789/coverorgin.jpg?v=c2b143758d80e1719aba0046456f331a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Capo's Surgeon
I was five months pregnant and the top underground surgeon for the Chicago mafia. On Christmas Eve, I was called in to perform an off-the-books C-section on a VIP patient. But through the operating room glass, I saw my mafia boss husband, Julian. He wasn't there for me. He was slamming his fists against the door, screaming in desperation for the bleeding mistress on my table. "I swear on my life I will marry you, Lyla. Just hold on." I delivered his illegitimate son while he completely ignored my existence, kissing her knuckles with a reverence I thought was mine alone. The nightmare didn't end there. When I returned to our cold penthouse, I had my prenatal vitamins tested. They were laced with black-market hormones designed to cause severe fetal deformities and force a late-term miscarriage. Julian, the man who once took a bullet for me and swore a blood oath to protect me, had been secretly poisoning our unborn child. His entire family had been covering up his four-year affair, praising the mistress while using me as a convenient shield. How could the fiercely protective husband I loved be the very monster plotting to destroy me from the inside out? The last shred of my affection for the Capo instantly turned to ash. I calmly booked a discreet termination, drafted ironclad annulment papers, and walked out to build my own empire. ---/0/76233/coverorgin.jpg?v=577f3c30b5c194d3127a7068a5bf8a09&imageMogr2/format/webp)
