Mafia Books for Women
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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?/1/104948/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./1/127335/coverorgin.jpg?v=58de325c450f93d60d2b136a0dce1d1e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Stephanie, the Mafia Queen
"I, Stephanie Orlov, promise in my faith that I will in the future be faithful to the Imperatum, never cause him harm, and will observe my homage to him completely against all persons in good faith and without deceit." To be a part of Imperatum, one of the most famous mafia organizations in the world, the oath of fealty must be fulfilled. And breaking that oath is not an easy task for anyone or anything, not even the mafia lord himself. Stephanie was forced to swear the oath at a young age by those who took her in. She chose a knife on her first birthday instead of a toy, and learned to use a gun before a pen. Even her foster parents didn't expect her instincts, especially since she wasn't their biological child. So, they decided to open the eyes of the little girl to the world they grew up in. And when Stephanie turned twenty-four, she was given a title that only a few receive-the title of a mafia queen. She now leads the fifth division directly under the Imperatum corporation. She was doing well in life. Her parents were proud of what she achieved in the organization. She established good relationships with different mafia corporations. She was respected and feared at the same time. However, with the arrival of an unexpected person in her life, the foundation she built begins to crumble. Will Ava Ramos, the most sought-after billionairess in town, be able to tame the ruthless mafia queen? Or is she just another pawn in her game, like others before her?/0/67961/coverorgin.jpg?v=79108f16b3feeaa3d72ed17c1f64415c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sold For Cruel Mafia's Obsession
"She's my weakness, she's all the light's for the full darkness on myself. I love her so deeply-deeper than she can ever understand." - Carlos Robert Stewart. *** On the night of Graciel's kidnapping, her world changed after she knew her dad sold her to Carlos-the most dangerous ruthless mafia. To free her father after being held captive by Matteo, Graciel is forced to agree to a contract marriage. But who knows, the veil of fate is opened: years ago, Graciel had a relationship with Carlos, but long-term memory damage to her brain keeps her from remembering it. As Carlos plans to restore Graciel's memory and bring back their love, Matteo-someone from their past-comes to ruin their relationship. Does Carlos have a chance to mend all the broken things? Will unfinished love still end in vain?/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)
Sold To The Mafia Lord
Elena Ricci's world shatters when her mother falls critically ill, leaving her with no options but desperation. A whispered suggestion from a friend leads her to a dark and twisted auction where the rich buy more than just art. Desperate for the money to save her mother, Elena agrees to auction herself, only to be swept away by a man far more dangerous than she ever imagined. Dante Moretti, the ruthless Mafia Lord of Milan, didn't plan to buy anyone that night. But something about Elena's fire her defiance, her desperation captivates him. He saves her, but his intentions are anything but pure. Now trapped in his luxurious world of power and violence, Elena fights to keep her independence, even as Dante's possessive obsession over her deepens. Two years later, with her mother saved and a child born from their twisted union, Elena plans to escape. But Dante's enemies have other plans, using her and their child as pawns in a deadly game. Just when she thinks she's nothing more than a bargaining chip, Dante risks everything to rescue her, unraveling a passion neither of them can deny. Can Elena break free from the Mafia Lord's grasp, or will Dante's love prove to be the most dangerous force of all?/1/104949/coverorgin.jpg?v=7965f014a2909df8b41e432fa0c14700&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marrying The Ex-Fiancé's Ruthless Mafia Brother
My fiancé left me standing alone at the podium during our rehearsal dinner to rush to the side of a woman whose only illness was a desperate need for attention. He humiliated me in front of the heads of the Five Families, abandoning our alliance to scoop his "dying" mistress off the floor. I didn't cry. I didn't run. I walked straight to the head table, to the most terrifying man in the city—his older brother, the Don. "The Woodward family owes me a husband," I declared calmly. An hour later, I was married to the Capo dei Capi. But my ex-fiancé didn't accept his demotion. He kidnapped me, strapping me to a chair in a soundproof basement. For three days, he drained my blood pint by pint to "save" his mistress, Jaidyn, who watched me fade while she casually ate an apple. "Take another bag," she ordered, smiling at my agony. "She still has too much fight in her." As the cold crept up my chest and my vision blurred, I realized I was going to die for a lie, drained dry by a madman. Then, the steel door detonated. Through the smoke and debris walked my husband, not with a ransom, but with a serrated knife and a promise to burn them alive./0/79642/coverorgin.jpg?v=c7c25523e51e6db992e246f2db8368e5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shielded by My Mafia Protector
When Millie Thompson escapes her abusive stepfather, she's forced to navigate a treacherous world alone. But everything changes when she's taken under the protection of Alex Morales, a mysterious mafia enforcer. As they confront the dangers surrounding them, Millie and Alex must learn to trust each other and confront their own demons./0/69260/coverorgin.jpg?v=a66d7177a2a3fa162a5fd71a24f4a941&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Under The Crimson Veil
Sofia DeLuca has spent her life running from her family's dark legacy, determined to carve out a life of her own. But when her estranged father, a notorious mafia don, is murdered, Sofia is pulled back into the criminal underworld she tried to escape. Standing in her way is Luca Romano, her father's ruthless right-hand man and heir to the empire. As Sofia and Luca work together to uncover the truth behind her father's death, a forbidden romance ignites between them./1/118252/coverorgin.jpg?v=ff3a5b7f6090cc8b3521870e6f007029&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Stole My Twin Brother's Bride
My fiancé, the golden boy of the ruthless Blackwood Syndicate, smirked and asked if I could tell him apart from his identical twin brother right before our wedding. The moment he spoke, a terrifying memory of my own murder flashed before my eyes. In that timeline, I chose him. He used his twin as a stand-in for our sacred vows so he could secretly run off with his mistress. When his mistress later died in a tragic shipwreck, he went mad with grief and blamed me. He dragged me to the roof of a casino and threw me off, screaming that my existence had sealed her fate. "You should have known it was a game!" he roared as he pushed me over the edge. As I plummeted to my death, I saw another man jump off the roof after me, desperately reaching out to catch me in mid-air. I didn't understand why my fiancé would make such a sick wager with our marriage, or why he would murder me when my hand in marriage was the only thing that made him Don. And I had no idea who the man was that willingly shared my brutal death. Blinking back to the present reality of the dressing room, I looked at my arrogant fiancé and his silent, lethal twin. This time, I walked right past the golden boy and threw my arms around the shadow./0/70558/coverorgin.jpg?v=8ee486b9ae4a3b56bf21b82ce78fbaa8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Neighbor's Wife
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last./1/104950/coverorgin.jpg?v=467bb044fb4534ca7c2fa6d69f3f8c87&imageMogr2/format/webp)
