Mafia Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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The Surgeon's Secret, My Husband's Lie
My beloved grandfather's "routine" surgery didn't just end in death; it unveiled a nightmare. Then I found it: "MD <3 VA"—Mark Davidson and Victoria Ainsworth—carved into his liver, a sickening love note from my own husband and the surgeon who had killed him. Mark, the Chief Medical Examiner, covered up her crime, then publicly sided with Victoria's powerful, elite family in court, systematically discrediting and financially ruining me. I lost everything: my home, my reputation, my hope, even enduring a brutal beating from their thugs. The horror escalated when Victoria, in cold blood, murdered my bedridden mother, then gloated, revealing Mark's decades-old betrayal that had also led to my father's death. How could the man I loved for so long be complicit in such monstrous evils, betraying my entire family, leaving me broken, destitute, and utterly alone? But in my deepest despair, a hidden letter from my mother surfaced, revealing a single, impossible name: my long-lost uncle, a highly influential U.S. General. The monumental fight for justice, finally, was on./1/102347/coverorgin.jpg?v=043a2e5913dc98f45ff521202a144e31&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Mafia Doll To Montana Queen
I was the invisible daughter of the Hayes crime family, secretly painting portraits of Marcus, the Underboss. He was the man who had once protected me from the world, the man I loved from the shadows. But he chose power over affection. To secure an alliance, he engaged Isabella. Threatened by my existence, Isabella staged a fake miscarriage and framed me for destroying her heirloom wedding dress. Marcus didn't ask for my side of the story. Blinded by rage over his "lost heir," he ordered his guards to drag me to the Ice Cellar—a freezing underground torture chamber used for traitors. For days, I shivered in the absolute darkness, listening to the water drip, realizing the man I worshiped was actually my jailer. My father, protecting his own millions, let it happen. In that cold, the girl who loved Marcus died. When he finally released me, he expected me to be broken, obedient, and grateful for his mercy. Instead, I burned every painting I had ever made of him. I packed a single bag and vanished into the night, escaping to a rugged ranch in Montana where no one knew my name. Three years later, the truth about Isabella’s lies finally surfaced. Marcus tracked me down. The King of New York fell to his knees in the dirt and cow manure of my new home, weeping, begging, and offering me the entire world to come back. I looked down at the man who once owned my heart. "You can't un-shatter a glass, Marcus," I said coldly. "I'm not coming home."/0/90018/coverorgin.jpg?v=65d19d6cc8fd19ff0990ac7a6a74b941&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Silence And Sin
Silence & Sin *Genre:* Dark Romance / Mafia Romance *Synopsis:* Modern-day New York & Naples She was invisible. He owned the shadows. *Elena Rivers*, a shy literature student with a quiet life and a heart full of poetry, never imagined that bumping into a stranger on a rainy street would change her life. That stranger was *Luciano Moretti*-ruthless heir to the Moretti mafia empire and a man who rarely made mistakes. Except one. He let her walk away. But when she unknowingly witnesses a mafia deal gone wrong, Luciano is forced to bring her into his world-not just to protect her, but because for the first time in his life, he can't stop thinking about someone... soft. She wants silence. He lives in sin. Can she survive his world, or will he destroy hers trying to protect it?/1/110134/coverorgin.jpg?v=29062b2e36c41e8f3927f54afae1aeff&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Left The Jester For The King
"Little Siren: I miss your hands on me." That message lit up the screen of a burner phone I found in my fiancé's jacket pocket while he was in the shower. Franco Moretti, the rising star of the Vitiello crime family, treated me like a fragile glass doll. He claimed he was "saving himself" for our wedding night out of respect. But the phone told a different story. I unlocked it and found three years of betrayal. It wasn't just a fling. It was Camilla, a girl from high school I had befriended out of pity. I watched their history unfold. He complained that I was cold. He called me a statue. Then I saw the invoice. He had bought two identical pink diamond engagement rings. One for me, and one for her. Worse, he had stolen my grandmother' s heirloom jade bracelet-a piece of history meant for his bride-and given it to his mistress. "I need her name to get the chair," he texted her. "You are my true Queen." I didn't cry. I didn't scream. I realized I wasn't a person to him; I was a ladder. Leaving him would be too easy. Leaving is what victims do. I walked to my laptop and opened a new document. I wasn't just going to cancel the wedding. I was going to broadcast his ruin to the entire underworld, and our wedding would be my stage. Then, I picked up the phone and dialed the one number my father forbade me to call. "I accept," I told the deep voice on the other end. "You understand what you are agreeing to, Gianna?" Enzo Falcone asked. "I understand," I said, looking at the New York skyline. "You want an alliance. I want a weapon."/0/88721/coverorgin.jpg?v=d0b34148b9dd218f9c218ff74626939e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Obsessed with His Unwanted Mute Bride
Raised as a Foster child in the powerful Carter crime family, Beverly has harbored deep feelings for Diro Carter, the heir who once served as her childhood protector. Born mute, she struggles to communicate her emotions in a marriage forged from obligation Diro wed her only to fulfill his dying grandfather's final decree. Trapped in a loveless union, Beverly endures Diro's psychological torment and his mistress Faye's calculated efforts to destroy her. Through every betrayal, Beverly holds onto a fragile hope that Diro might remember the bond they shared as children. Silenced by her condition but not her spirit, Beverly faces an impossible choice: fight for a love that may no longer exist or escape before the toxic marriage destroys her completely./0/66984/coverorgin.jpg?v=57fe15bf9ed570443c3270ed38ecd457&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Healing Grace
BLURB: River never intended to be pulled into the dangerous world of the Mafia, but a single moment of bravery changes everything. In an attempt to save the man who fuels her wildest fantasies, she unwittingly steps into the path of Rico Swavey, the ruthless Mafia Lord with a dark, hidden past. Rico has built his empire on control and secrecy, keeping his heart locked away. But when River, the doe-eyed woman who sparks something dangerous within him, stumbles into his life, his defenses begin to crumble. Haunted by a crime from his childhood, Rico struggles to accept love, especially from someone like River. What happens when she becomes a stripper in his club? Can River break through the walls around Rico's heart? And can Rico forgive himself for the sins of his past to embrace a future with her? Dive into their world of passion, danger, and redemption in HIS HEALING GRACE./1/102349/coverorgin.jpg?v=708df978a11bc80bd38d7bd824caa5a5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Ruthless Don's Obsession: You Can't Run
I walked into the Thorn estate with another man's diamond on my finger, naive enough to think it could shield me from Marcus. But the Don of the city’s underworld didn't even blink. He called my engagement ring a "cute trinket" and introduced me to his own fiancée, Chloe, right then and there. "Love is a fairy tale for children, Ellie," he sneered. "And you are far too old for fairy tales." I tried to leave with dignity, but the knife twisted deeper. I found my mother’s silver locket—the one he swore to protect with his life—buried in the mud like trash. He hadn't just rejected me; he had erased me. Broken, I fled to Florence to marry a man I didn't love, just to escape the suffocation of the estate. But I couldn't outrun the heartbreak. I collapsed in a foreign apartment, burning with fever, while my fiancé worried more about wedding seating charts than my life. I thought I was going to die alone. Until I woke up in a sterile clinic room. My fiancé was gone. Standing by my bed, looking like a vengeful god who had just burned down a city to get to me, was Marcus. He trapped me against the mattress, his eyes dark with a terrifying mix of rage and possession. "Did you really think you could run from me?" he growled. "I returned the locket," I whispered, trembling. "We are even." "Fuck the locket," he said. "You belong to me, Ellie. And I am not leaving without you."/0/87100/coverorgin.jpg?v=245c2e9253b0a41a2ab3ca14c6e4388c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wilderness Obsession
Savannah's world shatters with a single betrayal, driving her into the heart of a blizzard and the arms of the enigmatic Silas-a man who has watched her, consumed by a dangerous fascination. Stranded in his isolated cabin, she's drawn to his surprising tenderness even as she recoils from his dark past and possessive grip. Demanding obedience, yet offering a disturbing allure that hints at a passion she never knew she craved./0/69580/coverorgin.jpg?v=2744dfe5951de2c5fd26a2ebd35037a2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Babysitting The Ruthless Mafia's Son
When struggling college student Emma accepts a high-paying babysitting job, she never imagines stepping into the lavish but intimidating mansion of Leonardo "Leo" De Luca-the infamous and merciless mafia kingpin. Her charge? His 8-month-old son, Alessandro, a wide-eyed, chubby-cheeked baby whose giggles could melt even the coldest hearts. But Leo's world is far from safe. With enemies lurking in the shadows and his empire hanging by a thread, his life is a battlefield. At first, Emma's only concern is Alessandro's care-navigating sleepless nights, endless feedings, and the little boy's growing attachment to her. Yet, as she finds herself drawn to the vulnerable side of the ruthless mafia boss, she begins to see the man beneath the title. However, danger is never far away. As Emma becomes a beacon of light in Leo's dark world, threats close in on his family. Now, Emma must make a choice: walk away to protect herself or fight for the man and the child who've unexpectedly claimed her heart./1/103323/coverorgin.jpg?v=892208c3d81c389f1973a483b3f4af13&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed By The Don: Rising From Ashes
I was guiding the blade through a slab of A5 Wagyu for our seven-year anniversary when a burner phone vibrated against my knee. It was a photo of a manicured hand resting on the tuxedo I had bought for Dante three weeks ago. On the finger sat a massive diamond ring. The caption read: Mrs. Isabella Gallo. Finally legal. For seven years, I wasn't just his lover. I was the architect of his legitimacy, the woman who wrote the code that cleaned his dirty money. Yet, while I was here cooking his favorite steak, he had married a mob princess to secure her father's territory. When Dante walked in smelling of expensive scotch and another woman's perfume, he didn't apologize. "It's just politics," he said, loosening his tie. "You keep your allowance, your position. You just stay in the shadows a little longer." He looked at me like I was a piece of high-end furniture. When I told him I was leaving, his face darkened. "You can't resign from the Mafia, Seraphina," he sneered, blocking the door. "If you leave, I will burn everything you have." He truly believed he was the King on the chessboard. He forgot that I was the one who built the board. I didn't scream. I didn't cry. I simply walked out, opened my encrypted laptop, and dialed the number of the one man Dante feared most. "I'm cashing out," I said. "And I'm bringing the entire Gallo empire with me."/1/114030/coverorgin.jpg?v=6aa331c49e984ac00db938cc2c71a789&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Broke My Spirit, I Soared
I was the fiancée of the Chicago Outfit’s heir, a bond sealed by blood and eighteen years of history. But when his mistress pushed me into the freezing pool at our engagement gala, Jax didn’t swim toward me. He swam past me. He scooped up the girl who pushed me, cradling her like fragile glass, while I struggled against the weight of my gown in the murky water. When I finally dragged myself out, shivering and humiliated before the entire underworld, Jax didn’t offer a hand. He offered a scowl. "You’re making a scene, Eliana. Go home." Later, when that same mistress shoved me down the stairs, shattering my knee and my dance career, Jax stepped over my broken body to comfort her. I overheard him telling his friends, "I’m just breaking her spirit. She needs to learn she’s property, not a partner. Once she’s desperate enough, she’ll be the perfect obedient wife." He thought I was a dog that would always return to its master. He thought he could starve me of affection until I begged for scraps. He was wrong. While he was busy playing protector to his mistress, I wasn't crying in my room. I was packing his ring into a cardboard box. I cancelled my transfer to UCLA and enrolled at NYU instead. By the time Jax realized his "property" was missing, I was already in New York, standing next to a man who looked at me like a queen, not a possession./0/85479/coverorgin.jpg?v=a5f326ba8f2734daf386dc2904248bb7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
KISSES AND STRAWBERRIES
KISSES AND STRAWBERRIES {When Danger Meets Desire} By Silva Tim GENRE: Mafia / Billionaire Romance TROPES: Mafia Hate to Love Crimes Murders Tragedy Unrequited Love Obsession Young Love Revenge Riches to More Riches Weak to Strong SYNOPSIS In a country , Italy, there are three different mafia family organizations: The Santiago's The Hernandez's The Veneto's Each has five families, but we're focusing on the Veneto Clan. Poison belongs to the Veneto's. He is considered the third son of Logan Veneto, the father of all three siblings, though their mother died when she was thirty. The First Son – Kevin Veneto, 30 years old. You could say he's crazy, caring about nothing but money, real cash, and he's a serious drug addict. The Second Daughter – Kayla Veneto, 28 years old. She doesn't show her crazy side often, but she's crazy about jewelry. She has rings in her abdomen, piercings in five places on her ears, her lips, and other spots. The Third Son – Kenzo Veneto (Poison), 27 years old. Calling him crazy isn't even worth it; he's more like a maniac. A sex maniac. They are all called the K Siblings-meaning ruthless killers. They kill with no remorse. Now, let's get back to Kenzo Veneto, also known as Poison. He's tall, handsome, dangerous, and doesn't give a fuck about anybody. But there's one thing he hates more than anything: rapists. He hates them to the ends of the world, for some unknown reason. Apart from being mafia, he's a genius-he can summarize a book with just one look. He's also a sex freak who can have sex for days without getting tired. Sex is what keeps his life moving. There's nothing called romance in his dictionary. But there's one thing he doesn't joke with: Strawberries. No one dares mess with his strawberries. Yet, not being Logan Veneto's real son, Logan uses him as a killing tool-a weapon-and yet still cherishes him. Some years later, Poison was sent to Germany on a mission. There, in Germany, he met the innocent girl he saved two years ago-only this time, she had a whole new crazy personality, and a crazy romance sparked between them. How did she manage to melt his cold heart? How did he meet her again in Germany? What if they have a past connection? What's the mission all about? And what do you think will happen when he learns the truth about his entire life? Curious, huh? Then let's find out together. Brought to you by Silva Tim./1/114681/coverorgin.jpg?v=afc98375fb3cbaccbdf70eb3483a4feb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wrong Call, Claimed by the Bratva Boss (Cruel Paradise - A Mafia Romance)
I didn't mean to call my boss. I definitely didn't mean to leave a seven-minute voicemail of dirty secrets about him. Working for Ruslan Oryolov is the job from hell. The man is impossible-demanding, arrogant, and way too gorgeous for his own good. After eighteen months of fetching his coffee and swallowing my pride, all I wanted was one night of stress relief. But the billionaire CEO of Bane Corporation isn't just a boss from hell. He's the head of the Oryolov Bratva-and now that he's heard every secret I never meant to share, he's decided to claim me. His contract. His rules. His protection for my three orphaned nieces and nephews-the only reason I'm signing my life away to a man I should fear. He owns my signature. He owns my safety. Now he wants my soul./0/66987/coverorgin.jpg?v=2298d573fbc5ee96dfefb598933d6abd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Plaything His To Ruin
Then, with deliberate slowness, he reached for a small black bottle. "I thought you would prefer the gentle way," he murmured. "Guess I was wrong." The poison burned down my throat-Deadly Nightshade. It was once my favorite. I had used it to end others. Now, he was using it on me. "Sometimes," he whispered, "the person you once loved is the one who finally kills you." ~~~~~ Brinda Virginia's life has always been a battle-against fate, against her own fire, and against a heart that beats too weakly to match the storm inside her. Abandoned as a child and raised by the only woman who ever truly loved her, she's now facing her biggest loss yet. Her stepmother is dying. And the clock is ticking-seventy-two hours. That's all the time she has to save her. But then he returns. Francesco Dante. Her past. Her ruin. A man cloaked in shadows, bearing a twisted bargain-submit to him, body and soul, or lose everything. To save the only family she has left, Brinda must surrender. But submitting, in a world ruled by power, lust, and betrayal, is never truly submission. Because this man doesn't just want to own her-he wants to unmake her, unravel her, and turn her fire to ash. And the most devastating part? She might just let him. And love, in this kind of story, always draws blood./0/68285/coverorgin.jpg?v=fcb39107b46fb98108d306e42cb67ba3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Devil's Song Bird
Ava McKenna's peaceful life is upended when she crosses paths with RoughCoin Shakur, a dangerous yet magnetic Mafia boss. Torn between her lifelong bond with Liam Harper and the electrifying pull of RoughCoin, Ava must navigate a treacherous web of love, power, and betrayal to be free again. Can love tame the beast within a man already consumed by darkness? Or will Ava lose herself in the process?/1/119548/coverorgin.jpg?v=e32305e6fbf95022cc858e9fbb9bf478&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Let My Parents Die,Then He Died for Me
I was lying in a sterile hospital bed, recovering from a severe hemorrhage that had just taken my baby. Hours later, a police officer handed me a bloodstained watch, informing me my parents had been killed in a car crash rushing to see me. My husband, the city's most feared Mafia Don and a brilliant trauma surgeon, ignored my seventy-six desperate calls. Instead, he was busy buying a designer puppy for his mistress. He even let her shred the baby blanket my late mother had painstakingly knitted, turning it into a crude dog sweater. When I confronted them, the man who refused to hold my hand in public due to his severe germaphobia slapped me across the face to protect her. "You are embarrassing yourself and this Family. Apologize to Mia right now." I had surrendered my dream of being a journalist to be his perfect, docile wife. I lived in a heavily guarded estate, caged by his control issues, while he used the blood money of his empire to fund his mistress's extravagant life. He thought my parents' death was a lie I invented to win an argument. He thought I was a broken, powerless woman who would swallow the humiliation to keep his protection. He was completely wrong. During the lavish banquet meant to clear his mistress's name, I hijacked the live broadcast to expose his embezzlement and their graphic sex tape to the entire underworld. Then, I served him the divorce papers and bought a one-way ticket to a war zone./1/104948/coverorgin.jpg?v=167bfab6e11fc6abd8947546baed8912&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed Heiress: My Husband's Deadly Mistake
I was eight months pregnant with the heir to the city's most powerful crime family. My husband, Austen, told me he was hosting a private celebration to honor me and the baby. But when I walked into the warehouse, the steel doors slammed shut behind me. I wasn't in a ballroom. I was locked inside an industrial glass freezer. Through the thick glass, I saw Austen standing with his assistant, Deb. They were laughing. He told me he didn't care about his son; he only cared about the trust fund that would unlock upon my father's death. "Cool her off," he ordered. His men dumped buckets of ice water onto me. The shock was instant. I begged him to stop, screaming for the life of our child, but he just watched with cold eyes. As I collapsed into a slush of ice and my own blood, I felt the baby fade away. Austen thought he had won. He thought my father, the Don, was dead and buried. He thought I was just a helpless, spoiled princess he could dispose of to seize the throne. He was wrong. With my last ounce of strength, I looked through the glass and mouthed three words: "He is coming." Before Austen could react, the warehouse doors didn't just open—they exploded inward. And through the smoke walked the man Austen thought was worm food. My father wasn't dead. But my husband was about to wish he was./0/80939/coverorgin.jpg?v=407191ff96baf99ea26d3539f9902be9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Silence That Screamed
My life was a perpetual grind, a blur of diner shifts and endless cleaning jobs. Every ache, every sleepless night was for him, for Mike, and the "debt" he owed to the terrifying Desert Scorpions motorcycle gang. Fifty thousand dollars, he said, or they'd kill him. I sold my mother's locket, praying it would buy his safety, buy our future. My son, six-year-old Leo, coughed beside me, his asthma worsening, the inhaler almost empty. I kept telling him, "Mommy's getting the money, sweetie. Daddy's going to be safe, and then we can get you the best doctor." But one night, Leo's struggle for breath became a desperate fight for air. Panic seizing me, I scooped up his limp body, clutching the crumpled "debt" money, and ran into the street. "Children's clinic, fast!" I screamed to the cab driver. The city lights blurred, Leo gasped, and then, a terrible, final silence filled my arms. He was gone. My baby was gone. Numb, I stumbled towards the warehouse Mike described, Leo's cold ashes in my bag, still with the money for his "contact." But then, Mike's voice drifted out, light and cruel: "This 'Scorpion' scare was genius. Got her working like a dog." "So, no actual threat?" I heard. "Nah. Just needed to keep her on the hook. Tiffany's wanting that new kitchen, and Cody's birthday is next month." My world shattered. Leo died for a lie. The money felt like poison, his ashes like lead. A cold, hard resolve solidified in my heart. Mike Johnson would pay./0/66988/coverorgin.jpg?v=719595ba49602f0eac46bfb6506e9516&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia's Revenge: Marriage Chessboard
Aleara Davis's peaceful life was destroyed when she had to replace Amanda Davis - her half-sister - to marry the ruthless mafia boss - Jayden Morgerston. From a good girl, Aleara suddenly had to become a bad girl in Jayden's eyes to have money to treat her mother's illness. But Jayden's hatred for the Davis family was something Aleara could not repay. She had to endure living under someone else's identity. Facing revenge that she should not have endured, trying to live just for a promise. But in the end, what Aleara got was a body full of wounds both physically and mentally. Unveiling the truth about Jayden and Amanda's hatred, exposing the hidden things about their origins, Aleara gradually transformed and changed... Jayden won in this marriage chess game but did not feel happy. "Jayden, I hope that in the future, if you think back to this moment today, you won't feel regret. Because even if you do regret it. I will never forgive you."/0/65366/coverorgin.jpg?v=bf8510a5c018b2927b3cc23111625c0c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
