Mafia Books for Women
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Escaping The Mafia Don's Golden Cage
I stood over the fresh dirt of my four-year-old son's grave. My husband, the Don of the Stark family, didn't hold my hand for comfort. He only adjusted his cuffs and checked that the diamond necklace he forced on me looked good for the cameras. "Stop crying," he whispered into my hair. "You're making a scene." Two days later, I woke up to the sound of shattering glass in the nursery. A strange boy stood there, smiling over the broken remains of my son's favorite snow globe. "This is Cody," my mother-in-law said coldly. "He's family. He stays." When I demanded he leave, Eli looked at me with dead eyes. "Material things can be replaced, Harper. The boy stays." Suspicion led me to the library door, where I heard the impossible truth. Cody wasn't a distant cousin. He was Eli's illegitimate son. And worse—while my son was drowning alone in the pool, Eli hadn't been at a business meeting. He had been in bed with his mistress. I realized then that the silver bracelet he had gifted me wasn't jewelry. I pried it open and found the blinking red light of a tracker. I was a prisoner in a cage of gold. So, I decided to die. I staged my suicide at the bridge, vanished into the night, and paid a shadow doctor to wipe my memories clean. I became Avery. I was happy. I was free. Until six months later, when a man in a black suit walked into my small-town cafe and looked at me with the eyes of a wolf. "Harper," he growled. "Come home."/1/116900/coverorgin.jpg?v=776e0f9a8eff4bb60b920033db318ce7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Broken Don: Losing My Only Queen
For five years, I was the shadow of the city's most ruthless Mafia Don—stitching his gunshot wounds, surviving gang wars, and believing every promise he whispered in the dark. I thought our love was forged in blood and unbreakable. Until his childhood flame crawled back to the city with nothing but debt. Suddenly, the man who once sprinted through a blizzard to bring me medicine had no time for me. He secretly wired fifty million dollars of syndicate money to buy back her ancestral estate. He abandoned me in a bridal boutique for twelve hours—just to go hang a vintage chandelier for her. When I brought him homemade soup, he shoved me violently against a doorframe to protect her from a tiny, fake scratch. He never noticed the blood pooling down my legs. I lost our two-month-old baby on an operating table that night. Alone. I signed the surgical consent forms myself while he drove off into the rain because she was scared of a thunderstorm. When he finally returned, weeping on his knees and clutching my bloodied consent form, my heart was already dead. I walked away. Left the penthouse keys. Moved into a studio on the East Side. Started designing dresses instead of stitching wounds. Now he stands in the rain outside my office, the former king of the underworld reduced to a ghost with ruined shoes. He thinks I'll soften. He thinks a few tears can erase five years of betrayal. He's wrong. Because I'm standing on a stage at Paris Fashion Week, a crystal trophy in my hand and a good man on one knee. And when I catch a glimpse of his hollow face in the shadows, I feel nothing but relief. This is not a story of forgiveness. This is a story of what happens when a queen remembers she doesn't need a king./0/73424/coverorgin.jpg?v=39d2592d1c0d026b59abd95703e6ef35&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia's Dangerous Desire
After being kicked out of Ethan's family-the man she had a One Night Stand with, Claire runs away. The only thing she got was Ethan's child in her womb. She thought she would build a new life for her twins before Ethan come back. Her life turns to hell since her approval to be surrogate mother: Claire faces the cruelty of Ivanna Dakota - Ethan's wife and Ethan's family, bitter secrets are revealed, and a budding relationship is on the brink of sinking! How will she survive until the end of her relationship with Ethan? Will she choose to give up rather than fight for the lives of her twins?/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./1/101978/coverorgin.jpg?v=a803a489fb4c7da8eae42211e7723515&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn To Reign: Choosing The Monster Over The Prince
The bullet tore through my chest, ending my life as the perfect mafia princess. My fiancé, Connor Walls, watched me bleed out on the cold tile floor while he calmly cleaned his gun. Standing beside him was my cousin Jana, the girl I trusted with my life, looking at him with adoration as I took my last breath. I died realizing that the "Golden Prince" of the Chicago Outfit was actually a monster who had beaten me behind closed doors for years. And the man I had been terrified of—his brother Brannon, the "Butcher"—was the only one who had ever truly protected me. I died full of regret, hatred, and the metallic taste of blood. But then, I gasped, my body jolting upright on a blue gym mat. My skin was smooth. My heart was beating. Connor stood above me, young and arrogant, offering me a hand. I was twenty-one again. The beatings, the betrayal, the murder—none of it had happened yet. Connor smiled, thinking I was still the naive girl he planned to break and discard. He thought I would walk into the Rite of Choice tonight and obediently become his property. He was wrong. That night, under the crystal chandeliers, the Don asked me to pledge myself to the heir. The entire room held its breath, waiting for the rehearsed "I do." I looked at Connor, then turned my gaze to the terrifying shadow in the corner. "The debt requires a union with the Walls bloodline," I said, my voice steel. "It does not specify the heir." I pointed at the monster everyone feared. "I choose Brannon Walls."/1/114956/coverorgin.jpg?v=004ee58234d5726137ef6e2d9dde1bcf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Ex Husband's Biggest Regret
She signed the divorce papers with a steady hand and walked out without looking back. Roman Ashford expected tears. He got silence. And somehow, the silence was worse. For three years, Seraphina Montague was the quiet woman at his side. Forgettable, he thought. Easy to overlook. He was wrong about all of it. She was never just his wife. She was the heiress to one of the most powerful families in the country. She managed empires from the shadows. She saved his company in secret while she was already planning to leave him. Now she is untouchable, and Roman cannot stop watching. He wants her back. She has moved on. He is chasing a woman who never needed him. And the more he learns about who she really is, the more he understands exactly what he threw away. Some mistakes cannot be undone. Roman Ashford is about to find out if they can be earned back./0/62071/coverorgin.jpg?v=6c93166a3c047b6b43ec80f64e9c37ce&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Owned By The Ruthless Mafia - A burning passion for her
In the dark , she could only hear the sound of her heartbeat and laboured breath, lost in the shivering nerves wrecking her fragile soul, that was the place she was forced to co- habit. Get out, your services is needed by the boss, A servant spat. Britney uncurled herself from the cold floor of the basement she could now call her only home, followed the hasty servant with precise caution. Standing before her stepbrother, she was frightened and had to stare down to be able to endure his enraged gaze. The maids will get you ready, you are meeting up with someone soon, I don't want you saying nonsense later, Theophilus, her stepbrother commanded. In the abyss of finding peace , freedom and light, Britney strives to fight and emerged relentlessly, but what does fate have in store for her?/0/71156/coverorgin.jpg?v=6f660076dac1d22d8a51fef9748518f4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tempted By The Don
This story is set in the ancient heart of Calabria, where love, betrayal, and vengeance take place. Dr. Talana Fabrizio, a brilliant, beautiful medical doctor, chose this life for herself, believing that through medicine she could heal people Just after she started working at the hospital, Talana experiences her first death. That of her mother. Rosalina Fabrizio. Natural causes after a car accident? Or was it? This didn't just leave scars, it awakened something buried deep inside. A something that only those in the underworld could explain. At the center of her family's ruin is Drake de Marco, a man whose wealth and influence are only outmatched by his cruelty. Her own father and stepmother, drowning in alcohol and gambling debts, try to sell her out to him, and De Marco wanted only one thing in return for bailing them out: Talana, whether she agreed or not. Her freedom was the price. And the cost was her soul, but it didn't stop there, more underhanded tactics were at play and Talana Fabrizio was about to uncover why her mother really died, no matter what it cost her. In all of this Talana learns of a side to her family that she never knew, aside that makes her stronger, more powerful and a queen in her own right. The Dona of the Sanchiano family. Don Roberto Sanchiano the head of the sanchiano regime, alongside him stands his adoptive son Mariano Sanchiano, Roberto's right hand. Will Talana embrace the truth about her mother's family? Massimo Morrelli, the Don of the Morelli family, determined to stand by Talana Fabrizio at any cost. Massimo has been in love with Talana since before all this began. Promised to him by her grandfather, but will Talana accept this fate or will she carve her own path in love? Will Massimo get a chance to make her full in love with him before she finds out the truth? Will Talana manage to bring it all down, and rebuild from scratch or will she, herself get burnt? Mafia ties run deeper than we all know. Talana is now not just bound by blood but those ties bind forever./1/103601/coverorgin.jpg?v=3e849f6792845cc2647ba12bd710dc1c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Scapegoat Fiancée: I Am No Substitute
Seven years. That was the price I paid for my sister’s crime. My fiancé, Dante, the most ruthless Don in New York, called my prison sentence "mercy." He promised we would go back to how things were once the debt was paid. But when I walked out of those gates, I didn't find a husband waiting for me. I found him peeling grapes for my sister, Chiara. They sat at the family table, telling me I was unstable. They demanded I break our engagement so Dante could marry her instead. They claimed she was fragile, dying of leukemia, while I was "strong enough" to handle the rejection. They didn't know the truth. They didn't know that while I was in solitary, I was dragged to a clinic to donate my bone marrow—without anesthesia—to save her life. I gave my freedom and my bones for this family. Yet, when I told Dante the truth, he looked me in the eye and called me a liar. He chose the sister who framed me over the woman who sacrificed everything for him. So, I didn't scream. I didn't fight. I simply disappeared. Two years later, when Dante finally found me in a gallery in Paris, begging on his knees with his wrist slashed in desperation, I didn't feel love. I looked at the man who destroyed me and said, "Security, please escort this gentleman out."/1/101979/coverorgin.jpg?v=8b949e773a641e5ff8c79a25658e6989&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed By Blood: The True Heir's Revenge
I thought being rescued from the kidnapper's basement after eight years was the end of my hell, but it was just the beginning. My father, the powerful Underboss Derek McCall, looked at my twelve-year-old face and saw only the monster who had held us captive. He was convinced I was the byproduct of his wife's assault, calling me "pollution" in his pristine bloodline. Life at the estate was a nightmare. I was forced to scrub floors while his stepdaughter, Kylie, lived like a princess. When I was starving, Derek caught me eating from the garbage and mocked me. When Kylie ordered a Doberman to maul me, tearing my leg apart on the manicured lawn, he just watched and told the guards to stitch me up without anesthesia. Yet, when he was dying from a gunshot wound and the hospital was out of blood, I was the one who stepped up. I gave two pints of my blood to save him, hoping he would finally see me. He didn't. The moment he was stable, his mother kicked me out of the house, handing me over to social services like unwanted trash. They didn't realize until the car drove away that the medical file on the table held a secret. My blood wasn't dirty. The DNA was a 99.9% match. I wasn't the kidnapper's child. I was his. When they finally came begging for forgiveness years later, I didn't offer a hug. I handed them an eviction notice./1/124042/coverorgin.jpg?v=621a406fd176c51866a657e26ed7992e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The wife he bought
Diagnosed with a life threatening illness and crushed by her gambling father's debt, Zara decides to live for herself with the little time she has left. But when she's sold as collateral at an illegal auction, mafia heir Damien Voss buys her at the highest bid. His reason? His father cuts off his shipping routes until he marries and settles down. He wants an obedient wife who he can control but what he gets is a dying girl with nothing to lose. As the fake marriage turns dangerously real. Damien learns he bought a dying girl. The only problem? He has already fallen for her./0/66939/coverorgin.jpg?v=fe176e690d999606760054a023730075&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed By Blood
Andrea Enzo, the most powerful Italian mafia leader is forced to pick a bride by his cruel father in a week. When a man betrays his trust and steals from him, Andrea is about to kill him before the man mentions he has a daughter around his age and will sell her to him to marry her. But this guy and girl never believed in love because of something to do with their cruel fathers. What will happen when these two broken souls meet each other? Will they help each other in finding their true selves again? Will they actually fall in love? Keep reading to find out.../0/75375/coverorgin.jpg?v=1f6fd35a278f71620464c6bea40a6b1d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Possession and Obsession
"Pick up the gun, Valentina." Her fingers trembled, blood splattered across her silk dress. The metallic scent of death curled in her nose. She shook her head violently. "I won't- please don't make me do this again" Dominic's grip was brutal as he shoved the gun into her palm. "You don't get to say no. Pull the damn trigger." The man kneeling before her sobbed, pleading for mercy. But in this world, mercy is weakness. "If you don't kill him, I will. And then you'll watch as I paint these walls with your family's blood next." Her breath hitched. She pulled the trigger. Valentina Moretti was born into power but raised in ignorance. Kept clean, untouched, and ready by a father whose only use of her was to trade her. Now, she's been gifted to Dominic Caruso, the cold, merciless heir of the most feared Mafia family in the country. A man who bathes in blood, thrives in destruction, and holds no regard for the fragile woman forced into his bed. She was supposed to be a treaty, a way to end a war before it began. But in Dominic's world, peace is just a pretty word whispered by cowards. "You are mine, Valentina. Your body. Your mind. Your soul." "I will never be yours." His smirk was a blade across her throat. "Oh, sweetheart... you already are." She thought she could escape. She thought she could survive him. She was wrong. This is not a love story. This is survival. And Valentina's only options are to kneel... or bleed./1/111389/coverorgin.jpg?v=8710e76ba80f054cf4bbd585e5ea3e9e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn From Ashes: The Mafia Bride's Revenge
I was the daughter of a loyal Mafia Capo, arranged to marry the Underboss of the Moretti family. But I gave my heart to his brother, Marco, who promised to break the betrothal and protect me. When I went into premature labor in a freezing, abandoned warehouse, Marco didn't come to save me. He sent my cousin, Caitlin. With a mocking smile, she told me Marco despised my "filthy Irish blood" and that my pregnancy was just a temporary amusement. Then, she pulled out a hunting knife. She pinned me down, sliced my abdomen open, and smothered my newborn baby right in front of my eyes. "He agreed that this inconvenience needs to be removed," she whispered. She revealed that she and Marco had orchestrated my father's murder to secure Mafia shipping routes. Then, she casually knocked over a kerosene lantern, locking the heavy metal door to let me and my dead child burn to ash. While they headed to a high-society gala to celebrate my "accidental" death and their new power, I lay in the roaring flames. As the fire blistered my skin and I held my baby's lifeless body, my suffocating despair froze into a razor-sharp rage. My entire life, my family, and my love had been built on their calculated lies. But they made one fatal mistake. I didn't die in that inferno. I dragged my ruined body out of the ashes, wrapped myself in a blood-soaked coat, and walked straight into their celebration banquet to become their goddamn reckoning./0/88678/coverorgin.jpg?v=0561ead260edfa183a1f622491089dd0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia's Forbidden Desire
"Each time you miss a shot, a part of your body will forever be mine." *** Janet Corrigan was kidnapped and sold to the Russian mafia by her father's enemy. Just as darkness enveloped her, a beacon of hope emerged in the form of the future Mafia King. Sebastian Genovese was arranged to marry a princess to strengthen his dominance and power. However, everything unravelled when Janet walked into his life and completely derailed his plans. Her charm was an irresistible temptation, and his affection became a dangerous addiction. She was his salvation. His heaven in hell. But one fateful night, everything changed. Janet disappeared, taking something precious from Sebastian Genovese: his unborn child. Will fate give them another shot at love, or has their journey reached a tragic end as her father wished? Experience the thrilling clash between Janet and Sebastian as their guns meet in a high-stakes face-off./0/74078/coverorgin.jpg?v=de77d62c47f74d1d9478185759dde2f5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Entangled With The Mafia
Amelia George is given an irresistible offer. Devon Tyler, her brother's best friend and her old crush, offers her the opportunity of a lifetime. A favor for a favor. His offer is simple enough. He needs a name, a single name. The only problem is she'll have to infiltrate the formidable Keller Family and get close and personal with the boss, the condescending Damien Keller. She doesn't expect her life to change so drastically, nor for her ruthless boss to fall in love with her. Desperate, she uses his love for her to extract the information she needs, but everything comes tumbling down when a secret is uncovered that ruins everything./1/101981/coverorgin.jpg?v=e70fac03f3fb06e385f4dbadbbdeddab&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Chose The Mistress Over His Queen
I was polishing a diamond engagement ring that cost more than a small island when I heard the truth. My fiancé, the ruthless Don Dante Moretti, was telling his mistress I was nothing more than a glorified bank account. But it wasn't until the accident that I understood the depth of his cruelty. While training in the estate gym, a support cable snapped. I fell twenty feet, shattering my leg on impact. Through the haze of blinding pain, I waited for Dante to save me. Instead, he rushed to his mistress, Livia—the woman who had cut the wire. He held her close, soothing her because the loud noise had "startled" her, while I lay broken and bleeding on the floor. "She won't die," I heard him whisper to her later. "Pain is a good teacher." My love for him turned to ice in that moment. He didn't just want my father's money; he was letting her plan my assassination to get it. They thought I was just a porcelain doll to be discarded once the wedding contracts were signed. They forgot that even a pawn can kill a king. I wiped the tears from my face and walked straight into the territory of the Valenti Syndicate—Dante's sworn enemy. "I don't want protection," I told the rival Don, placing the surveillance evidence on his table. "I want to burn his entire dynasty to the ground."/1/101983/coverorgin.jpg?v=d48c10fe42104bdd34558c31997fadfe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Faked Amnesia To Abandon His Wife
The neurosurgeon looked at me with pity, delivering a diagnosis that severed seven years of devotion in a heartbeat. According to the scans, my husband, Dante Rizzoli, remembered how to strip a Glock blindfolded and launder millions. He just didn't remember loving me. Overnight, I went from being the cherished Mafia Princess to an unwanted stranger in my own penthouse. While I filled our home with his favorite lilies trying to spark a memory, Dante brought home Gia. She was loud, tacky, and draped over him like a cheap suit. The Capo had forgotten his wife, but he seemed to remember his lust perfectly fine. I swallowed the humiliation, clinging to the hope of his recovery, until I stood outside his office door with a tray of espresso. I heard his dark, amused laugh rumbling through the wood. "The amnesia is the most useful card I've ever played," Dante told his soldier. "It buys me time to enjoy Gia without the family breathing down my neck. Elena is a boring, safe relic. I need fire, not a porcelain doll." My heart didn't race. It stopped. The medical anomaly was a lie. He hadn't forgotten me; he was just done with me. I set the tray down silently. I wasn't going to wait for him to remember anymore. I walked out of the penthouse and dialed a number I hadn't used in years. "Get the new ID ready," I whispered into the phone. "Elena Vitiello dies tonight. Livia Moretti leaves at dawn."/0/71485/coverorgin.jpg?v=b2b8a501fd83f7b57f33a279b82bba6e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unlikely Bond: Billionaire Forbidden Love.
Maria Callo never imagined her job as Wesley Thompson's secretary would entangle her in the brutal world of the mafia. Cold, powerful, and dangerously irresistible, Wesley is the feared leader of the Redstar gang-one she knows better than to fall for. But when an ambush threatens his empire, Maria becomes his unexpected lifeline. Forced into an arranged marriage for power, Wesley refuses to let Maria go, binding her to him in a world of violence, loyalty, and deadly secrets. As betrayals mount and war brews with their enemies, Maria must decide if she can trust the man who owns her heart-or if loving him will be her ruin./1/105877/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb7288db2133eb554d3720fcb90c6286&imageMogr2/format/webp)
