Mafia Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
/1/106756/coverorgin.jpg?v=97365198d2e42e4794a57a69368cfbf7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejected by the Son, I Chose the Don
On my wedding day, my father sold me to the Chicago Outfit to pay his debts. I was supposed to marry Alex Moreno, the heir to the city's most powerful crime family. But he couldn't even be bothered to show up. As I stood alone at the altar, humiliated, my best friend delivered the final blow. Alex hadn't just stood me up; he had run off to California with his mistress. The whispers in the cathedral turned me into a joke. I was damaged goods, the rejected bride. His family knew the whole time and let me take the public fall, offering me his cousins as pathetic replacements-a brute who hated me or a coward who couldn't protect me. The humiliation burned away my fear, leaving only cold rage. My life was already over, so I decided to set the whole game on fire myself. The marriage pact only said a Carlson had to marry a Moreno; it never said which one. With nothing left to lose, I looked past the pathetic boys they offered. I chose the one man they never expected. I chose his father, the Don himself./1/122845/coverorgin.jpg?v=984e5ea50b116a66610674b6a9f4e7b3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejected By My Family, Desired By The Mafia
Camille Laurent was stolen at birth. Swapped by a greedy nanny, abandoned without a second thought, and erased from her rightful place in one of the most powerful families in the country. While the real heiress struggled to survive, the nanny's daughter, Talia, was raised in luxury as the beloved jewel of the Laurent family, pampered by Camille's parents, adored by her three brothers, and even promised to the prestigious Matteo Devereux through a childhood engagement arranged by their grandparents. Then the truth came out. Six months ago, Camille was finally brought back to the Laurent family. To protect the family reputation and prove their devotion to their bloodline, the Laurent patriarch transferred 35% of his personal shares into Camille's name overnight, instantly making her one of the wealthiest heiresses in the country. It brought anxiety to all the Laurent family. But what they don't know.is that Camille never needed them. Behind her elegant smile lies a woman filled with secrets powerful enough to shake the whole family. She's a miraculous healer capable of curing the incurable poisons. Yet despite everything, her family still chooses Talia. Every accusation against Talia is forgiven. Every scheme against Camille is brushed aside. Even Matteo, the man who was supposed to be Camille's fiancé-cannot let go of the woman he always believed belonged by his side. But while the Laurent family underestimates Camille, another man begins to see exactly who she is. Dante Moretti. The ruthless heir of an old-money dynasty. A billionaire CEO worshipped by the public.and the merciless king of a criminal empire hidden beneath the city's glittering surface. When Dante is poisoned by a rival syndicate with a deadly toxin no doctor can cure, he offers a fortune for anyone who can save him. Only Camille can. Their deal is simple: she becomes his personal physician, and he gives her anything she wants./1/112349/coverorgin.jpg?v=41705586d45608abf40722e47d615a0c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marrying My Cheating Fiance's Ruthless Uncle
In my past life, my fiancé Grayson Falcone locked me in an abandoned warehouse to die of a fever while he paraded his mistress around the city. I opened my eyes and was reborn right on the night of the Plaza Hotel gala. Just like before, Grayson swam right past me in the freezing fountain, pulling his dripping mistress into his arms in front of New York's elite mafia families. He publicly shattered our honor, leaving me to face absolute social death. But this time, Damon Falcone—Grayson's uncle and the most feared Don in the city—stepped out of the shadows, wrapped me in his coat, and carried me away. To safely destroy the betrothal, I decided to become Grayson's worst nightmare. I played the suffocatingly devoted fiancée, even "accidentally" feeding him his lethal allergen. But my plan completely backfired. Instead of breaking the engagement, Grayson developed a sick, morbid fascination with my lethal intentions. Even worse, Damon cornered me in his private shooting range, his eyes burning with a terrifying, dark obsession as he pinned me against his chest. I didn't understand why my calculated revenge was spiraling so dangerously out of control. Thanks to the vicious rumors about Damon carrying me away, the furious family matriarch slammed her hand on the table to protect the family's honor. "The rumors end now. Grayson and Isabella will marry next month."/1/109994/coverorgin.jpg?v=63740060ab373dcc5d68c3427a07277d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed, I Married the Feared Cripple
Three days after my fiancé publicly dumped me for my stepsister, the Supreme Don issued a command that silenced the entire estate. I wasn't being cast aside. I was being sold to Damien Russo. The "Broken Don." A crippled, scarred monster rumored to have murdered his last two wives. My adoptive mother, Elena, didn't cry for me. She smirked. To her, I was finally being disposed of. She was so confident I was walking to my death that she decided to loot my corpse before I even left. She forged documents to steal my entire inheritance—my biological mother’s trust fund—to pay for my stepsister’s lavish wedding to my ex. "She won't need money where she's going," my stepsister laughed, wearing a dress bought with my stolen funds. They thought they were sending a lamb to the slaughter. They thought I was too weak, too stupid, and too afraid of the monster to fight back. But they made a fatal mistake. With my aunt’s help, I didn't just find the proof of their embezzlement; I found a weapon. I’m not running from the monster. I’m going to marry him. And when I hand him the evidence that the Herrera family stole from his bride, he won't be my executioner. He will be my vengeance./1/110370/coverorgin.jpg?v=8b0af0a98110978f82bc9b0ce0dfca4f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Divorcing the Don: And Then I Took Everything
For six years, Isabella Rossi used her family's immense wealth to save her husband's Mafia empire from bankruptcy while he fought on the front lines. Her reward? Don Damien Moretti returns with a mistress, a secret son, and a demand: Accept them, and keep paying the bills. He expects her to swallow her pride. Instead, Isabella closes her checkbook. She demands a divorce, cuts off their funding, and leaves his "glorious" empire to starve. But a Queen stepping down draws wolves. Enter Giovanni Falcone-the ruthless, untouchable King of the New York Underworld. He doesn't want her money; he wants her. Now, her ex-husband is begging for her back. But Isabella? She's too busy building her own empire-and watching his burn./1/106734/coverorgin.jpg?v=ad31772fc52e3d09094837705a47a1fa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Husband's Brother Owns My Secret
My marriage to Joshua Caldwell was a prison sentence. I was a Hartman trophy, sold to the powerful family who had destroyed mine. Then I discovered he was cheating. His mistress was pregnant with the child he denied me, and he was stealing my secret song lyrics to build her career. When I confronted him, he called me a spineless liability and threatened to destroy what was left of my family. To make matters worse, a one-night stand with a stranger turned out to be with my husband's brother, Anthony Caldwell-the Don of the city. He knew all of Joshua's secrets and used them to trap me in a twisted game, seeing me as nothing more than an asset. They both thought I was a broken doll they could control. I wrote a song for his mistress, a beautiful execution with a single, impossible note I knew would destroy her voice. She sang it, and now her career is over. Now the Don has summoned me to Chicago, not knowing the woman he thinks is his asset is the one who just burned his brother's world to the ground./1/125192/coverorgin.jpg?v=9602ca87678261b55a8027b509805edb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Hidden Medical Genius: Healing My Crippled Mafia Boss
One wedding. Two brides. A lethal trap. My stepsister got the sparkling gown and the Mafia’s golden heir. I got a five-dollar dress and a dying groom. My father traded me away to seal a silent assassination, selling me to Damien Carlisle—a paralyzed, disfigured warlord whose enemies were eagerly waiting for sepsis to claim his life. "He won't last a month," my stepsister mocked, pouring wine down my back. "Enjoy being a widow, dear sister." Stranded in a cold, decaying manor with a dying man and traitorous servants, I was expected to weep and perish in the dark. They made one fatal mistake. The weak, pathetic girl they trampled on is gone. In her place stands a soul back from another world—armed with supreme medical tech, lethal toxin mastery, and the V-9 AI system. I opened my medical bag and looked at the sleeping beast beside me. They sent me here to die with a crippled outcast. Instead, I’m going to build an Emperor—and tear their world apart piece by piece./1/110543/coverorgin.jpg?v=e20a8aeb26ac7cb54c542fa151b05a99&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Vow Broke, Her Empire Woke
I was the perfect Mafia wife, my dowry the foundation of my husband's ambition. I paid for his Yale degree, his tailored suits, and the very mansion he called his own. My reward? He paraded his mistress into my bedroom and declared her his second wife, expecting me to silently finance their affair. They thought they had broken a merchant's daughter. They forgot I was raised by wolves. Armed with a blood chit—a life debt owed to my family by the most feared man in Chicago—I walked into the lion's den. I went to Damien 'The Wraith' Falcone, the Dark Don who rules the Outfit with an iron fist, to demand a simple annulment. But the King of Chicago isn't interested in simple transactions. He saw the steel beneath my silk, the vendetta burning in my eyes. He granted me my freedom, but at a price: my allegiance. Now, I'm a pawn in his lethal game of thrones, caught between a treacherous husband I swore to destroy and a ruthless Don who looks at me with a terrifying, possessive hunger. In a city built on loyalty and betrayal, I'm about to teach them all that a queen's wrath is the deadliest weapon of all./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./1/126839/coverorgin.jpg?v=9ee11a8eed4fdad1fd57d5e39976325b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn To Love My Outlaw Husband
As I lay dying in a pool of my own blood, the deafening gunshots faded, leaving only the ugly truth. My "best friend" Cherie had planted a GPS tracker in my jacket. "This way Blaze can always find you, darling." A few feet away stood Blaze, the man I thought I loved, embracing my cousin as they watched me bleed out with cold triumph. Just as my vision blurred, a motorcycle ripped through the chaos. It was Axel Beaumont, the ruthless MC President and the "monster" husband I had spent my life trying to escape. He charged into the hellfire to protect me, his bike exploding as he took the fatal hit. His large frame slammed onto the pavement, his normally cold eyes filled with desperate love as he used his last breath to whisper my name. I had spent years treating him like a prison, throwing tantrums and hating him, all for a punk who just wanted me dead. Because of my incredible stupidity, I threw away a diamond to chase after snakes, getting the only man who truly loved me killed. My soul sank into an endless abyss of agonizing regret and burning hatred. But then, I opened my eyes to the familiar scent of leather and engine oil. I was pristine and untouched, lying beside Axel a full year before that fatal firefight. This time, I will protect him with my life, and those who betrayed me will pay in blood./1/119316/coverorgin.jpg?v=ae7286ff3125e6652c3804dda5970405&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unwanted No More – The Devil Mafia's Love is Mine
"My world is a mess; you want nothing to do with this" "You don't have the right to decide that for me." Her chest was heaving, harsh breaths scraping the walls of her nose. "I am your wife, and I am choosing to be in your mess." He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her closer. "This is your last chance. Once you step in, I can never let go." "I'm not planning on it." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jade Saint, who was switched at birth, is coerced into an arranged marriage after returning to the Sterling home. That is, until Roman Volkov – the richest and most dangerous man in the city – claims her as his bride. Desperate to save her dying adoptive mother, she willingly enters into a contract marriage with the devil himself. But marriage to Roman is not what she thinks it is – not the enemies lurking in the shadows. Not the dangerous world he refuses to explain, and certainly not the way his cold touch begins to feel like a promise instead of a warning. Because the more she tries to understand him, the more she realises he didn't choose her by accident. And the truth behind it all may destroy her./1/122742/coverorgin.jpg?v=7ef8f121d065fb7aa701bf8446ebfb98&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Broken Vows: The Mafia Princess Strikes Back
I died once. Betrayed. Broken. Left to bleed out in a cold alley with no one to close my eyes. But I woke up. Back in my own body. Before the wedding. Before the lies. Before they destroyed me. This time, when my fiancé's mistress screams that I pushed her down the stairs and killed her baby-I don't beg. I don't cry. I smile. Because I remember everything. And now I know exactly who I am. I am Isabella Valeriano. the Princess of the Chicago. And the weapon they tried to bury is now aimed straight at their throats. I summon my father's deadliest operative. I order the family doctor to examine the "grieving" mistress. And when her fake pregnancy shatters under cold clinical proof, I don't just walk away-I take everything. The engagement? Terminated. The Griffin empire? Crippled. The man who chose a liar over me? On his knees, pen in hand, signing away his family's future. They wanted a scapegoat. They got a queen. My own brother shows up to challenge me, jealous and desperate. Let him. Power isn't given. It's taken. And I've already died once for being weak. Never again. They framed me. They shamed me. They thought I'd break. Now they'll learn what happens when a Valeriano fights back. I am Isabella Valeriano. And this time, I hold all the cards./1/111346/coverorgin.jpg?v=fb3a2ebab63655c703814e03a9dd57ee&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She Died Once: Now The Mafia Kneels
I was the Mafia Princess of the Wolfe family, engaged to Daniel Marino to unite our powerful syndicates. But during a hit at a speakeasy, we were both gunned down. As my chest was torn apart by a Tommy gun, I looked at my fiancé, expecting him to reach for me. Instead, there was no despair in his eyes, only a twisted, selfish terror. We both died on that floor, but the devil sent us back to the day of my hospital discharge. Instead of finalizing our wedding, Daniel stormed into my father’s study. "I won't marry Isabella. I want Celine." He demanded to break our engagement, claiming he wouldn't be collateral damage in a Wolfe family war, and declared his true love for my sweet, orphaned adopted sister. He thought shedding me would save his life, completely unaware that the assassination was orchestrated by his precious Celine. In my past life, I didn't know she was a rat who sold our patrol routes to rivals and plotted my murder just to take my place. If I hadn't died once, I would have believed her manufactured tears and comforted her. But this time, I remembered everything. I buried the vengeful woman I had become and let my face pale as I pushed open the heavy oak doors. "Daniel? You... you want Celine?" I whispered, forcing a heartbroken tear to fall. This time, I would play the fragile victim, just so I could orchestrate their absolute ruin./1/112273/coverorgin.jpg?v=119fb71cc6a6aba85416b095d812c54a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Discarded Wife Is A Mafia Queen
I am the wife of Dante Moretti, a powerful Mafia Underboss. But in secret, I am "Spettro," the phantom architect who built his entire encrypted bootlegging empire. On my birthday, I came home to find him gifting our five-year-old daughter the exact plush toy he had violently slapped out of my hands months ago. Only this time, he was giving it to his mistress, Adriana, to present as her own. "Auntie Adriana is a million times better than Mommy." My daughter's innocent words pierced my heart, while Dante coldly dismissed my presence, treating me like an unwelcome stranger interrupting their perfect family. He mocked my mothering, allowed his mistress to sever my desperate phone calls with my child, and weaponized his power to break our daughter's spirit just to spite me. He sneered that my only purpose was to stay quiet, absolutely certain I would crawl back the second my allowance ran dry. He thought I was just a weak, submissive wife who had lost everything. He didn't realize that the empire he arrogantly ruled was entirely built on my stolen brilliance. I left my diamond ring on the table, violently slashed our ancient blood oath in half, and walked out of his gilded cage forever. Sitting in a cold warehouse, I placed my hands on my telegraph machine and initiated the Ghost Protocol to permanently paralyze his entire criminal network. The era of playing the dutiful wife was over. I am Donna Falcone, and the vendetta has just begun./1/112332/coverorgin.jpg?v=529e67e9639687f18d9e3a64ab2e9a18&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late To Beg, Mr. Mafia Don
For two years, I played the perfect, silent wife to Damien Moretti, the ruthless Don of the New York mafia. But tonight, he threw a thick manila envelope onto our nightstand. It was an annulment. "Giuliana is back. She's dying, and I am done playing house with you." His first love had returned, supposedly sick with terminal cancer. He demanded I sign the papers and leave the penthouse immediately so he could rush to her side. He looked at me with absolute disgust, expecting me to break down and beg. When she later staged a fake assassination attempt to frame me, Damien blindly believed her pathetic tears. He dragged me to the hospital, ready to unleash his murderous wrath on me for daring to touch his precious white rose. I looked at the man I had shared a bed with for two years. He was supposed to be a powerful, calculating leader, yet he was completely blinded by a cheap liar and a forged medical report. He actually thought I was just a weak, greedy socialite who would quietly take the fall. He had no idea that behind my docile mask, I was 'K', the digital underworld's most elusive hacker. I calmly signed the papers, took his millions, and pulled the real security footage of his perfectly healthy ex. At tonight's family dinner, I am going to shatter her fragile facade and make the Don choke on his own stupidity before I walk away for good./0/71179/coverorgin.jpg?v=4b68adfa26925875d9d3e0bf417ab2a1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tied to the mafia boss
"I know you want me." Damien said in a deep hoarse voice. I turned to look at him. "I can never want a ruthless man like you." "Your eyes are telling a different story Alison." Damien said, taking a step forward. I took a step backward but Damien had stopped me, his hands traveled across my dress. My breathe hitched in my throat as his hands paused. "Your body is saying a different story." Damien leaned closer. "You can't resist me Alison." "I-" my voice cracked. At that moment I realized he was right. I wanted Damien Santos. Right now. In his room. *** Alison had it all-wealth, love, and a perfect life-until her conniving stepsister, Mabel, destroyed everything. Framed for infidelity,Alison's husband throws her out of the house, leaving her penniless and homeless. Just when she hits rock bottom, Alison crosses paths with Damien Santos-a cold and ruthless mafia boss who rules the highlands. Unaware of who he truly is, Alison's brief exchange with him takes an unexpected turn, placing her under his dark, protective shadow. What starts as a chance encounter quickly spirals into a web of secrets and lies. As Alison uncovers the truth about Damien's identity, she realizes their meeting wasn't accidental. Dark revelations from her past resurface, tying her fate to his in ways she never imagined. Can Alison reclaim her life, or will she lose herself in the dangerous world Damien has pulled her into?/0/64296/coverorgin.jpg?v=7e34cdb282b8db8b309e75f66a05488c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/60229/coverorgin.jpg?v=92b8e8de2ee2c389c1c9e1a2bcfefa25&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Betrayal's End
Private Casey, abandoned and captured by enemy forces, finds herself questioning everything she once believed in. As she uncovers the truth behind the war and the atrocities committed by her own side, Casey is offered a chance to join the enemy's ranks and fight for a just cause. Torn between vengeance and redemption, she becomes a double agent, using her insider knowledge to help the Resistance bring an end to the conflict. In a high-stakes battle against corruption and betrayal, Casey must navigate a dangerous path to forge a new future for a war-torn world./1/107473/coverorgin.jpg?v=6a5ec5fd7685826ebe1f4fa7638f33ac&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Trash To Treasure: Masked Heiress
I was the invisible failure of the Goff family, hiding my medical genius behind a report card full of Fs and a slumped posture. One rainy night, I found a man bleeding out in a dark alley behind the school gymnasium, a knife protruding from his gut. To keep the police from digging into my secrets, I dragged the dying stranger to my bedroom and stitched him up using a hidden surgical kit. I thought I was being careful, but my cousin Cleora caught a glimpse of the blood and immediately alerted my fiancé's wealthy family. By morning, my world collapsed as my future in-laws stormed the manor, throwing an annulment agreement at my feet. They called me a "loose woman" and "million-dollar trash," while my own housekeeper gleefully testified against me. At school, the word "SLUT" was spray-painted across my locker in jagged red letters, and the boy I was supposed to marry looked at me with nothing but cold revulsion. I didn't understand why they were so eager to destroy me before even asking for the truth. I was the one who had spent years protecting this family's reputation, yet they were throwing me to the wolves over a single misunderstanding. I felt a surge of cold fury as I realized my loyalty had been met with nothing but betrayal. Everything changed when the "dying" stranger finally walked down the stairs, shirtless and bandaged, revealing himself as Braylon Lancaster, the most powerful man in the city. He didn't just defend me; he froze my fiancé's entire family fortune with a single phone call. As my in-laws fled in terror, a courier arrived with a five-carat pink diamond from the head of the city's most dangerous crime syndicate. The note read: "The debt is acknowledged." Suddenly, I wasn't just a failure anymore-I was the most sought-after woman in the underworld./0/75247/coverorgin.jpg?v=18840026e12ad7050807551bf6059ae1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
