Mafia Books for Women
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Beneath The Billionaire's Mask: Chasing The Nanny
Penelope Lorenzo, a woman who'd just lost everything and in utter shambles. She had never imagined that life would bring her to this point. Brayden Giovanni, the big, masked mafia who shouldn't be trifled with. Billionaire by day and Don by night. Thrust in each other's worlds by circumstances beyond their control and some that seemed to be in his control. But with danger lurking from their forgotten pasts, including a serial killer on the loose, choices must be made or consequences abound. What happens when their cocoon is threatened by forces they can't seem to identify? What happens when she leaves after unraveling his secrets and almost gets trafficked? Will she embrace he who would raze the underworld for her or will she leave with the fruit of their passion?/0/96393/coverorgin.jpg?v=fca99e20a68470111ed3f361d71998e8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Mafia Husband's Deadly Secret
For years, I was the perfect, quiet wife to Dante Moretti, the most feared Mafia Don in New York. I mistook his lavish gifts for affection and his cold protection for care. The ninety-ninth time I asked for a divorce, he laughed. An hour later, his mistress, Isabella, called him. "Get out," he ordered, leaving me on a dark street corner in the pouring rain so he could rush to her side. As I watched his armored car vanish, I finally understood the truth. Our marriage was a transaction, a pact made to settle my father's debts. I was just a placeholder, a substitute living a life designed for Isabella. Every gift, every gesture, was an echo of her tastes. He never saw me. To him, I wasn't his wife; I was a possession. An obligation he could discard at will. He thought I was too weak, too dependent to ever fight back. He believed I couldn't survive without him. He thought I would just run and hide. He was wrong. You don't escape a man like Dante Moretti. He would hunt you to the ends of the earth, not out of love, but out of pride. To break a pact with a Don, you can't just run. You have to be prepared for war. And standing there, drenched and abandoned, I made a new vow: I wouldn't just leave him. I would burn his entire world to ash./1/104528/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106223703&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rising From Ashes: The Architect's Comeback
I woke up in a sterile hospital room with no memory of the lethal-looking man pacing outside the glass. My friend told me he was Dante Moretti, the Underboss of Chicago, and the fiancé I had supposedly worshipped for seven years. But the truth shattered me faster than the crash did. When our convoy was ambushed and the car caught fire, Dante didn't pull me out. He chose to save Valeria—the widow of a soldier he felt guilty about—leaving me to burn in the backseat. He called it a "tactical decision." I called it a death sentence. I thought losing my memory was a curse, but it was a gift. It stripped away the delusion of love. I saw a man who treated me like a useful piece of furniture. I saw a rival in Valeria who smirked while taking my job and my place. When she set a room on fire to frame me, Dante saved her again, leaving me to choke on the smoke. He even branded me a thief in front of the entire Commission to protect her lies. He thought I would always be there, the obedient statue waiting for his scraps. He was wrong. I fled to New York and walked straight into the arms of his sworn enemy, Enzo Falcone. A man who didn't just promise to protect me, but walked through fire to do it. Months later, when Dante finally realized the truth and crawled back to me in the rain, begging for a second chance, I looked him dead in the eye. "Forgetting you was the only peace I ever knew." I took Enzo’s hand, letting Dante see exactly what he had lost. "Remembering you just confirmed that you are a mistake I will never make again."/0/85912/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106211325&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Choice, My Freedom
The last thing I remembered from that life was the metallic taste of blood. Mark' s fists felt like concrete blocks, crushing my ribs with every blow. Through the haze of pain, I saw Sarah by the warehouse door, holding her son. She watched me die, her beautiful face blank, her eyes cold and empty. She had chosen him, the gangster, the man now beating me to death, over me. After twenty years of trying to save her, sacrificing everything, her betrayal was the final, most painful blow. Then, nothing, until a phone started ringing. I snapped awake in my childhood bedroom not aching, not broken. My old flip phone flashed a familiar name: Sarah' s Mom. I knew this call. This was the night Sarah got into trouble with Mark. The night her parents begged me to use my college savings to bail her out. Last time, I' d said yes, draining my account and giving up my dream school. This time, I took a steadying breath. "No." The line went silent. "What? Alex, what do you mean, no? This is Sarah we' re talking about." "She made her choices. She needs to face the consequences. I' m not getting involved." A weight I didn' t know I was carrying for two decades lifted. "I have my own life to think about. I' m sorry." I hung up, staring at my unbroken hands, the hands of an eighteen-year-old with a future I was taking back./1/104841/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260107204758&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She Jumped: The Mafia King's Eternal Regret
I spent five years protecting Grafton Mcleod, the ruthless King of Chicago. Not because I loved him, but because I swore a blood oath to his dying brother to keep him alive. On the day my contract ended, I placed my resignation on his desk. Grafton didn't just refuse it; he laughed. "You don't resign, Cayla. You belong to me." He thought I was a jealous, obsessed assistant in love with him. He let his cruel fiancée, Cherrelle, torment me daily. He forced me to drain my own blood to save her after she faked an accident. He threw me into a freezing fountain when she lied about me pushing her. But the final straw came when he dragged me to a syndicate gala. He didn't take me as a guest. He put me on stage, in a silk dress and a collar, and sold me to his enemy for five million dollars. "This is what happens to property that misbehaves," he sneered as the gavel came down. I escaped that night, but I didn't run away. I drove to the bridge where his brother died. I left my phone on the railing and let the icy water take me, finally free of my debt. It was only when Grafton stood on that bridge, holding my cracked phone, that he learned the truth. He unlocked it and saw my wallpaper. It wasn't him. It was his dead brother. And the diary inside revealed that the woman he was about to marry was the one who had ordered the hit that killed him./1/121267/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260622183018&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: The Exiled Mafia Princess
But the day he took the throne, his first official decree was my absolute ruin. He stripped me of my name and threw me barefoot into a brutal winter storm. The men who used to bow to me ripped my coat from my shoulders. My own aunt rolled up her car window as I dragged my bleeding feet through the slush. His ambitious new queen smiled down at me as the heavy iron gates slammed shut. "If she doesn't survive the night, it will save the syndicate a great deal of trouble." Hunted by my own bloodline, I was forced into hiding, washing dishes in a greasy diner just to survive. For years, I told myself he did it to protect me from the traitors who massacred my father's crew. I thought he was playing a long game. But the truth was far more monstrous. He knew my father was still alive, chained and tortured in a flooded subterranean cell. He heard his screams and chose his gilded crown over my father's life. When his elite enforcers finally kicked down the diner doors to silence me for good, I didn't run. I wiped the grease from my hands, grabbed a blade, and prepared to tear their entire empire to the ground./0/82158/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250826221753&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Dear, Valentine
If I run away, only death will be waiting to catch me, but if I stay here, I will deeply long for that death. Valentine is trapped and doesn't know how to break free from the grip of Madam Claire, the owner of the brothel who is about to sell her to her first customer. Can Valentine trust someone who claims he will help her escape Madam Claire's brothel, when that very man is actually her first customer?/0/97176/coverorgin.jpg?v=ad3af01c7e0766770635cfedcd1fc642&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love and Revenge
Six months ago, Lila Falcone thought she knew love. She never imagined that a man she trusted, Nikolai, could vanish and that his death would drag her into a world of darkness she didn't even know existed. Now, trapped in the hands of his twin brother, Nico, Lila must confront a twisted reality where desire and danger collide. He blames her for his brother's death, yet the line between punishment and pleasure is blurred. Every glance, every touch, every cruel game pulls her deeper into his world a world ruled by power, blood, and unrelenting revenge. As Nico tests her limits, Lila discovers that survival might require more than just courage it might demand surrender. But can she trust the man who claims to love her while plotting vengeance? Or will passion and betrayal consume them both before the truth is revealed? Love and Revenge is a dark, intense romance of passion, obsession, and the ultimate price of loyalty./0/96394/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106214534&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia Princess: Escaping His Deadly Lie
For three years, a rare liver disease has been killing me. Through it all, my husband Julian has been my rock. Our last hope was a black-market liver, secured through a life-debt owed to my family, the Volkov Bratva. But from my hospital bed, I overheard him promise that very liver to another woman. It was for his mistress's mother. I soon discovered he had a four-year-old daughter with her. Their family was established; I was just the placeholder. On a hidden security feed, I watched him in my dead parents' penthouse—a sacred place he forbade me from visiting—bouncing their child on his knee. Then he fastened the diamond necklace he'd bought for my birthday around his mistress's neck. The final blow came when I heard her whisper, "Just a little longer... the fever will do the rest." He wasn't just leaving me. He was actively trying to kill me. The love I had for him didn't just die; it turned to a cold, hard stone in my chest. The man whose devotion I never questioned now made my skin crawl with revulsion. The next morning, I signed myself out of the hospital against medical advice. I left my wedding ring and the signed divorce papers on the entryway table, blocked his number, and walked out of our house without looking back./0/76683/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251202085739&imageMogr2/format/webp)
An Illicit Obsession
"Tell me, my sweet Mila, do you want me to stop?" "No!" I gasp. "Good, because no matter what, no matter who walks in, I won't," He promised. Killian Knight was many things, dangerous, a certified killer, devastatingly handsome, my father's business partner and married. He was not just off limits, he was forbidden, he was a sin and I was tempted enough to risk the hell fire. He was everything that could ruin me and my body, my mind and my soul; everything was ready for it. Mila Anderson's life takes an unexpected turn when she succumbs to the magnetic allure of her father's enigmatic and dangerous mafia associate. What she doesn't know is that Killian Knight has the power to unravel everything she's carefully built. One secret revealed could bring it all crashing down. For Killian, one night with Mila changes everything. She's everything he desires, yet she comes with her own web of secrets-and he's determined to uncover every single one./1/112820/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260409191543&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Scars, His Fiery Oblivion
For years, I was Faron Blackwell' s "whipping post." A cruel pact with his mother forced me to endure one hundred public humiliations for his affairs, a living tally of his conquests. I was a joke to high society, the wife who couldn't keep her husband. After the final scandal, I discovered I was pregnant. But Faron, repulsed by the scars his family' s punishments left on my body, hadn't touched me in months. He was convinced the child wasn't his. He ordered his mistress, a doctor, to terminate the pregnancy. "Make sure she feels every bit of it," he said. "No anesthesia." To force a confession about a lover who never existed, he trapped me and the children from my non-profit in a building and set off a bomb. As the inferno raged, I heard him screaming my name. I ran straight into the flames, ready to end the nightmare. But Faron didn't know his own mother had a different escape plan for me all along./0/66984/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250219172940&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./0/64794/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250313021312&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MY MAFIA SAVIOUR
"Touching you right now means I'll have access to your body whenever and wherever I want it, no other man will have access to you apart from me!!" His voice was cold and husky. "yess..., "You would regret this the next morning-" "No, i won't-" She had no idea why she felt inexplicable trust towards him, perhaps it was due to the fact that he saved her or perhaps it was because he had not hurt her even after she had kissed him like that. However she had not considered the primitive instincts of a man. "You're offering yourself to me, when you don't know what I'm capable of. You have a chance to stop yourself now, else after this night you won't have any Chance to back out" he said Coldly and got up about to leave, when the girl pulled his shirt ripping it apart. ******** Nadia was running away from one trouble to get herself into a bigger one, being saved by the ruthless big boss of a mafia gang, and ended up spending a night with him, bringing changes to her life. Lust, love, betrayal and revenge....which do you think will win?/0/61509/coverorgin.jpg?v=adedef7f02fab369e8c3ecdda9721c66&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia Affair
The Mafia Affair is a story of Isabella Moretti, a young woman thrust into the violent and treacherous world of the Italian mafia in Naples, after the mysterious murder of her father, Lorenzo Moretti, the formidable mafia boss. Driven by grief and a thirst for justice, Isabella begins a secret investigation to uncover the truth behind her father's death, navigating a web of betrayal, power struggles, and deadly alliances. It is a gripping tale of loyalty, betrayal, and revenge, set against the backdrop of a city consumed by power struggles and bloodshed. Isabella's quest for justice takes her deep into the heart of the mafia, where she must outsmart her enemies and embrace her newfound role as a leader in a world she never wanted to be a part of./1/121268/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260622183618&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sacrifice: The Mafia Don's Pregnant Wife
I was the illegitimate daughter of a powerful mafia Consigliere, forced to scrub their marble floors while my half-sister Cassidy lived like a pampered princess. When Cassidy was ordered to marry a condemned, brutally tortured Underboss in a deadly blood-oath execution, my father dragged me to the underground black site to take her place. They forced me into a cheap wedding dress and locked me in a pitch-black cell with a dying man, expecting us both to catch an executioner's bullet. My stepmother even handed me a small glass vial through the iron bars—the exact same poison she had used to slowly murder my pregnant mother years ago. "The Don is issuing the kill order tonight. Drink this. Save yourself the agony," she mocked. My father simply stood by and watched, willingly throwing me to the wolves just to keep his precious legitimate daughter entirely safe. I stared at the poison in my calloused palm, and then at the bleeding, terrifying mafia boss chained to the concrete wall. They honestly thought I was just a disposable pawn, meant to die quietly in the dirt so they could continue building their glamorous underworld empire on my mother's bones. But they forgot I inherited my mother's underground medical brilliance. I pulled a sterilized scalpel from my hidden trauma kit, looked the deadly Underboss right in the eye, and made a blood vow that would soon burn my family's entire empire to the ground./0/52749/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240327150245&imageMogr2/format/webp)
"Shadows of Allegiance: The Luca Moretti Chronicles."
The compelling mafia story "Shadows of Allegiance: The Luca Moretti Chronicles" chronicles Luca Moretti's ascent inside the infamous Valenti Family. Luca, thrust into a world of power, treachery, and allegiance, makes his way through the perilous waters of the underworld and establishes his value with a spectacular theft. As he gains notoriety, he teams up with Isabella Rossi in a risky partnership and they set out on a mission that strengthens their relationship in the face of danger. However, Luca discovers through a heartbreaking betrayal that almost brings the family to its knees that faith in the mafia is brittle. Luca sets out on a quest for vengeance that reveals unspoken realities about loyalty and the price of power. Compelled to function clandestinely, he surveils adversarial domains, uncovers machinations, and forms unforeseen coalitions to safeguard his kin./0/96395/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251230171612&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed Bride, Mafia Princess Rises
At my ten-week ultrasound, I was supposed to be celebrating the future of the Falcone family. I was Isabella Falcone, wife to the most powerful Don in the south. But when the nurse called my name, the man who stood up beside his pregnant mistress was my husband. In the sterile silence of that waiting room, he chose her. He later confessed he was being blackmailed by her family—a weakness that was a death sentence in our world. That night, he moved his mistress into our home, into my bedroom, and locked me away like a prisoner in the staff quarters. He wasn't imprisoning his wife; he was guarding an asset. He needed the legitimate heir I carried to save his crumbling empire. His betrayal was absolute when his own mother and my adoptive parents arrived while he was away. They forced me to sign divorce papers, then told me they were taking me to a clinic. His mother pulled out a gun and pointed not at my head, but at my stomach. "We're terminating this complication," she said coldly. As they dragged me from the house, my world went dark. But through the haze, I saw a fleet of black cars blocking the gate. An army of men poured out, led by a face I had only ever seen in a photograph. Days earlier, locked in my room, I made a single phone call to the only man more powerful than my husband: my biological father, the head of the Chicago Outfit. And he had come to collect his daughter./0/64169/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250117134513&imageMogr2/format/webp)
FORCED TO MARRY A MAFIA
Isabella De Luca spent most of her life under the radar, quietly obeying the whims of the powerful maniac that was her father who was a mafia boss. She has always been a little princess in a golden cage. An ominous journey starts after she unwittingly gets the attention of the infamous Alessandro Rossi who is the ruthless and popularly known head of the Rossi family, a rival to the De Lucas family. Alessandro has his own nightmares and enemies who haunt him; he has always had to defend his empire against all odds but nothing could ever have prepared him for the ferocious woman he could not conquer. They end up in a spontaneous hot romance that is unintended. Veils are lifted, secrets of the lovers' past start opening up and this makes Isabella know that their union was never meant to create peace. Is Alessandro just a pawn in someone else's game of power? or is it possible that his motives were much more insidious than just a forced marriage?/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./1/104843/coverorgin.jpg?v=4391c5c39508db3800ba4439774ef13e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
