Mafia Books for Women
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Daring The Mafia king
He is Mafia king and no one dares him. Everyone fears him and doesn't get hurt easily but not untill she showed up in his life Who is she Princess Diana Sebastian. A rude arrogant clumsy and horrible lady in both character and her speech. But aside that she looks so pretty She so much hate Mafias not untill she realize her hatred wasn't forever when she realized she was been made for him./1/130641/coverorgin.jpg?v=a47a19e609f519b9b296f575a7f493b0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
All In
Bianca Rossi has spent three years dealing blackjack at the Bellissimo, working doubles to pay her mother's medical bills and keep her little brother in school. She has no time for love, no patience for rich men and no idea that the casino's owner the heir to the Moretti empire has been watching her from the shadows. Dante Moretti doesn't gamble. He takes. The moment he sees Bianca across a crowded table, he knows she's his. So he does what any possessive mafia heir would do: Pays off her debts, fires the pit boss who's been harassing her and informs her she's going to be his wife. Bianca is certain he's insane. Dante is certain he's never been more sane in his life. But the Moretti empire has enemies and the second Bianca wears Dante's diamond, she becomes a target. To keep her, he'll burn his rivals to the ground. To love him, she'll have to trust him with her life and her heart. All In is a sweet-and-salty, fast-burn mafia romance with a possessive hero, a steel-spined heroine, dirty-sweet heat and a guaranteed happily ever after./1/108903/coverorgin.jpg?v=a74bd49cb62bb888554b821bbe6cc154&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Kissing The Boss's Daughter
Elara Valente has lived her life under her father's control, a mafia princess trapped in luxury. But when she meets Luca, a humble baker who sees her for who she truly is, her world begins to change. Secret meetings, stolen moments, and forbidden attraction ignite a slow-burning romance-but danger lurks at every turn. With a strict father, an arranged marriage, and watchful cousins, Elara must choose: follow her heart, or obey the world she was born into./0/77107/coverorgin.jpg?v=dfa163e20384e7f861bcb0983d0d99c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Luciano's Obsession
Sold to the Mafia king. Will she surrender or fight back? Aria Moretti has spent her life trapped under the weight of her father's gambling, lies, and broken promises. But nothing prepares her for the day she becomes his final wager. Sold to the ruthless heir of the De Rossi crime empire, Aria is thrust into a world of cold marble halls, bloodstained loyalty, and a man who watches her like a wolf circling his prey. Luciano De Rossi doesn't believe in love. But from the moment he saw Aria, he couldn't get her out of his mind. Now she's his, signed and sealed in a contract her father was desperate enough to agree to. But Aria isn't what he expected. She's fire, heartbreak, and defiance wrapped in innocence, and she hates him. In a game of control and surrender, passion and power, hearts will break, secrets will unravel, and the girl Luciano thought he could control may just be the one who brings him to his knees./0/97872/coverorgin.jpg?v=5dddeb9cf2505f5fc7743505b2424764&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unmasking My Mafia Fiancé
My fiancé, a mafia Capo, promised the painkillers would help after the "car crash." It was a lie. The real accident was his temper, and I was his favorite punching bag. In a medicated haze, I overheard the truth. He was on the phone with his consigliere, boasting about stealing my billion-dollar casino blueprint. He was going to use it to become Underboss. He planned to propose, then use our world's code of silence to legally gag me from ever claiming my own work. His mistress, Olivia, would be the public face of the project. The worst part was the truth about my miscarriage. It wasn't an accident. He and Olivia had orchestrated it, calling our baby a "complication" that would kill his ambition. At a party, he proved it all. After shoving me to the ground in front of everyone, he walked away with her, leaving me in a heap of humiliation. The love I had for him didn't just die; it turned into a cold, hard certainty. He had taken my work, my child, and my dignity. So I sent him one last email: a file containing proof of every lie, every betrayal, and a video of his abuse. The subject line read: "My Wedding Gift." Then I boarded a one-way flight to New York to partner with the one man he truly feared. This wasn't a breakup. It was war./1/118637/coverorgin.jpg?v=81f32824c4d11d52af6c7ee6372c769c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Child She Lost,The Crown She Won
I surrendered my mafia inheritance and let my father exile me just to marry Silas. He was a broken soldier who knelt in the rain, claiming he gave up his territory to save me from a forced marriage. But when I went to surprise him with my pregnancy ultrasound, I overheard him laughing with the reigning Don I was supposed to marry. His downfall was a fake, a ploy so his mistress could seamlessly take my place. When I confronted them, his mistress pushed me onto the wet concrete. I woke up in the underground clinic, agonizing in pain, as Silas handed me a crushed pill. He told me the fall caused catastrophic tearing and the baby wouldn't survive, weeping as he claimed he had to abort it to save my life. But days later, his mistress walked into my room with white lilies. She smiled and told me Silas deliberately sacrificed our child to keep my blood clean for her rare illness transfusions. He murdered our baby just to ensure his mistress had no parasitic competition. Yet, he still held my hand every day, playing the devoted, grieving husband with flawless, sickening perfection. The full scope of his betrayal didn't bring tears, but a ringing in my ears that awakened the dormant code of Vendetta in my blood. I picked up the phone to call my ruthless father. "I will give you absolute supremacy, Papa." This time, I would swallow their territories whole and ascend the throne alone./1/101117/coverorgin.jpg?v=6e6b4b98b7a99a44d4a010e4757c0341&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Promise
Trapped in a marriage built on cruelty and lies, Sophia had learned to hide her pain behind a perfect smile. Her husband, the charming guy she once believed in, had become a man she barely recognized. Dante, the ruthless mafia boss who bullied her in highschool resurfaced with one thing on his mind; revenge. But the moment he saw Sophia again, broken, but still beautiful and defiant, his plans begin to crumble and the line between hate and desire seemed to blur. She loved an angel. Married a monster. Now the devil wants her for himself./0/88788/coverorgin.jpg?v=25bbc1489d54218fa819857b953a0cc1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE BRIDE WORTH A BLOOD WAR
I was just an ordinary woman, working hard, minding my own business. Until the day my father sold me to a man I didn't even know. All because of a ten-million-dollar debt I didn't owe. Kade Dela Vega was ruthless, powerful, and feared by everyone. He married me not because he loved me, but because he wanted revenge. I became part of his war, a punishment meant for someone else. But I refused to be a victim. I stood my ground, even when it hurt. I never expected to fall for the man who took everything from me. Just when I thought I was finally free from my past, Niel came back. He is the man I used to love, the one who swore he'd never let me go. Now I'm caught between two dangerous men. One is my husband. The other is my past. Both are willing to start a war just to have me. I never wanted this life. But I became a bride worth a blood war./1/107282/coverorgin.jpg?v=d895b894086d037e02ce9e6a34e4e5d7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dying, I Left His Ruthless Bed
The Cameron family clinic smelled like lemon polish and impending death. For three years, I'd been a vessel in a cold, forced marriage to Underboss Kade Cameron. But today, the doctor's words would shatter everything. "No heartbeat," Dr. Finch declared, then, "Stage IV gastric cancer. Terminal." A double death sentence. As the world tilted, a news alert flashed: Kade, my husband, parading his mistress, Carla Shaw, across Europe-"a love that defies family lines." Dying and carrying his dead child, I overheard nurses gossip Kade wanted me gone for his "true love." I chose to feel the D&C agony, cleansing him from my soul. Stumbling out, Kade accused me of killing his child, then rushed Carla, feigning illness, to OB/GYN, ignoring my bleeding and dying state. Back at the mansion, I vomited blood, my body failing. Kade watched with disgust, dismissing my terminal diagnosis as a "performance." He called me "collateral," a "debt payment," then left me for his mistress. The last shred of loyalty shattered, replaced by chilling clarity. I signed the divorce papers he dismissed as a "tantrum," leaving his ring. No longer a Cameron, no longer his possession. With Fluffy, I made one call, choosing to die on my own terms, finally free./0/97873/coverorgin.jpg?v=a52ff7df97d09942d4515750a987124b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Don's Betrayal, My Unstoppable Rise
For seven years, I was the perfect, silent wife to Dante De Luca, the Don of the Chicago Outfit. Our marriage was a contract, signed only because his true love, Isabella, left him at the altar. Then, she came back. He made me watch as he chose her, again and again. He took her into a dark closet for Seven Minutes in Heaven, emerging with a fresh love bite on her neck. Then, she framed me for stealing her diamond necklace. "She's a thief, Dante, just like her mother!" Isabella wailed. My husband didn't hesitate. He shoved me against a table and had his men throw me into the family's private holding cell. He knew it was a setup, but he still called me trash, not fit to clean her shoes. I finally understood. I was never his wife. I was just a "low-cost placeholder," a body in his bed until Isabella returned. I was disposable. So when I was finally released, I walked away. His biggest rival was waiting for me with a job offer: Chief Design Director. I would compete against Dante for the city's biggest contract, using the very architectural designs he stole from me and gave to his mistress. I would build an empire on the ashes of his pride./0/69646/coverorgin.jpg?v=3112c57c9acfda38d8fa1a740e5aead0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
On Your Knees, Don
"You are a cold-blooded psycho! Get your filthy, bloodstained hands off me!" Through clenched teeth, Irma shrieked as she battled to liberate herself from the man's barbarous hold. His eyes were a refulgent inferno. They held an insidious fire of lust as they thrived deeper into her debilitated ones. "How flattering!" The man sneered, and Irma froze. A ripple of both ice and fire skint in her nerves at the man's vexatious riposte. Before she could amass any little bravery left in her, the man spoke again in a hoarse tremor, erupting a chill down her spinal tube. "But if you don't watch your sweet, dirty mouth, you snoopy, pesky brat, my third leg will shut it for you! Or maybe," he wavered, and fixed his dangerous, lascivious gazes on hers, gently stroking her hair as if petting his sweet, wild pet, "that is what you want, little dove?" A freelance journalist, flaming with ardent desires to unveil the secrets behind the series of mysterious disappearances happening in the city. Her hunch points her to the dark underworld of the mafia, and unfortunately, she crashes into LUCCA DE'MATTHEW-the other name for terror! Their encounter will evoke a catastrophe that only they can solve. But how, if their mere beingness is a menace to each other?/1/118638/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260604110242&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Fake Lunatic: I Played Crazy To Bury My Brother
For three years, I was locked inside a mafia black site, enduring daily electroshock therapy and forced chemical cocktails. I truly believed I was losing my mind, until my fingers brushed against a hidden wiretap taped beneath the treatment table. The recorded voices belonged to my husband and my biological brother. "Turn her into a mindless vegetable before Friday, so I can legally seize her proxy votes." It turned out I was never sick. My late father, the legendary Don, had left me a controlling stake in the syndicate, locked in an offshore trust that would thaw in exactly seven days. To steal my inheritance, the two men I trusted most conspired to fry my brain into a wet pulp. My husband even let his secret mistress parade through the asylum, mocking my emaciated, scar-covered body. They dragged me back to the family estate, starving me in a damp storage room and threatening to bring the shock machines to my bedroom if I didn't sign over the territories. Every time I had fought back over the years, they used my agony as irrefutable proof of my insanity, strapping me down tighter and turning the dial higher. They didn't want to cure me; they wanted to completely erase me. But my father had foreseen their bottomless greed and built an untouchable legal fortress for me. Looking at the jagged date branded into my wrist, I knew exactly what I had to do. I dropped to my knees, slapped my own face hard, and played the perfect, broken lunatic. I just had to survive the next seven days, and then I would take back my throne and bury them all./0/70944/coverorgin.jpg?v=33a96116c100612f7f35e6a9bf5d9ea1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia King's Obsession
When Francesca's little sister, Faith gets entangled in a gang - related blackmail and disappears without a trace, it's up to her to find her sister. Powerless, she turns to an unlikely help, Luca Castello, LA's mafia boss, a dangerous man with blood on his hands. Luca's is impressed by Fran's approach for help and he is intrigued by her boldness which is masked with a layer of unexpected innocence. But his price is not cheap and on their first meeting he ensures that Fran is aware of the price for help. Faith is Francesca's only surviving family, the only person she knows as home since the death of her immigrant parents. Luca's price is steep but for Faith, Fran is ready to make a deal with the Devil himself. The deal is made and there's no going back./0/67051/coverorgin.jpg?v=4f9277556d2f8649537fb88c9fc211ce&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trapped in the Crime Lord's Obsession
He snapped his fingers, drawing my attention as he pulled out a thick document from his bag. With a calculated flick of his wrist, he opened it, revealing page after page of official-looking text. "This," he said, voice dripping with finality, "is the marriage contract. And you're going to sign it." He tossed it in my direction, a pen rolling alongside it. "This is the price of your freedom, your life and your mother's. I want you, Completely. And once you sign, you're mine and mine alone." I stared down at the contract, a wave of defiance bubbling up in me. I turned back to him, meeting his gaze head-on. "I never asked for your help," I said, "I would've found a way to save my mother on my own. You may think you own me, but I'd rather die than marry you." I turned away, my eyes drifting to the window, wishing for any way out. A slow smile crept across his face, a smug, knowing look that sent a chill down my spine. He knew exactly what I was thinking, as if my resistance only entertained him. "Look at me," he commanded. I reluctantly turned back, locking eyes with him. His face had shifted, his expression darkened, and for the first time, true fury was etched in his eyes. "I'll count to ten," he said, his voice like steel. "If that contract isn't signed by the time I reach ten, I'll make the same call I made to pay those bills. Only this time, the instructions will be different. Your mother... your sister...they'll both be gone." He took a breath, settling back as if the threat were a mere matter of routine. "So... ONE!!" I swallowed hard, my heartbeat pounding in my ears. Could he be bluffing? No, I'd seen him kill before, seen how casually he turned life and death into sports. He wouldn't hesitate. "FOUR," he counted, voice cold, unwavering. My hands started to shake. What could I do? If I signed, I'd be bound to him forever, trapped as his wife. But if I didn't... my mother and sister's lives hung in the balance. "SEVEN." I closed my eyes, fighting the panic rising in my chest. He wouldn't do it, I told myself. He couldn't be that monstrous. But even as I thought it, the doubt crept in. I wasn't sure. Then, he hit "TEN" himself./1/107283/coverorgin.jpg?v=f766ada71650f9a4352ba1b7771c6a0a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Don's Pawn, A Queen's Revenge
My family sent me to marry into the enemy, a ruthless Don in Chicago. From the moment I arrived, I was treated like a common whore, a pawn to be humiliated and discarded. But they made one fatal mistake: they thought I was a lamb, when I was really a wolf in disguise. Sent to Chicago for an arranged marriage with Don Vincenzo Moretti, Isabella Falcone arrived at his hostile estate, instantly an unwelcome outsider. Hostility turned personal. Publicly shamed and trapped in Vincenzo's bed by his cousin, the Don accused me of whoring for family favor. I faced constant humiliation. Family insulted me, staff trapped me. Vincenzo was cold. A rival framed me with a planted diamond, and the Consigliere declared me a thief, ordering soldiers to drag me away. Branded a criminal by a rigged game, injustice fueled a cold, clear rage. I was a pawn, but I would show them a queen. My fear hardened into lethal resolve. Alida Savage thought she'd destroyed me, but only declared war on the wrong woman. I would tear down all who dared to underestimate me./0/97874/coverorgin.jpg?v=b1732d1c9ccfc5d8cb63a63faa9a23da&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia Princess's Fall, Cartel Queen's Rise
The man I was about to marry was going to kill my father. I just didn't know it yet. I thought my wedding to the ruthless Don, Dante De Luca, was a love match that would finally bring peace between our warring families. But at the altar, instead of a ring, he revealed our engagement was a lie. It was a long con to avenge his aunt—my own mother—whom my senator father had secretly murdered. Then he shot my father dead in front of me. I was wounded trying to stop him and woke up his prisoner. The man I loved told me our entire relationship was just "business." He abandoned me to his new partner, a woman named Isabella, who made it clear I was nothing more than a loose end. He cut off all contact, erasing me completely, leaving me alone as the tainted daughter of a dead drug lord they called 'The Scorpion.' My whole life was a lie. My mother had been a spy for the enemy family she married into. My father was a monster. And Dante, my fiancé—my own cousin—had meticulously used my love to destroy everything I had ever known. So I let Alessia Gallo die. I disappeared and became Alma, a ghost in the cartel underworld, determined to finish the mission my mother started. Years later, he walked into my cantina, a man on a mission. He didn't recognize the hardened woman I'd become, and this time, he was the one walking into my trap./0/67376/coverorgin.jpg?v=a58bffc6f798681a16b94ffd78276aaf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Love Marked by Vengeance
Douglas Walter is a man on a mission for justice. A decade after his family was destroyed by a mystery crime syndicate, he's haunted by a thirst for revenge. When Doris Thomas, a fragile yet determined survivor, stumbles into his life with proof of the same plot, they find themselves embroiled in a deadly game of deception, betrayal, and hidden truths. With corrupt villains manipulating every move, and a forbidden love growing between them, Douglas must decide if justice is worth sacrificing everything. But in a world full of lies, not everything or everyone is what it seems./1/116368/coverorgin.jpg?v=0279160fe162183d314ca27cdc120312&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Erased Wife's Spectacular Wedding Revenge
My wedding was perfect. Every rose. Every note of music. Every lie. I married Alessandro Moretti believing I was the heroine of a love story. The heir to the most feared family on the West Coast had chosen me—a wedding planner from nowhere—over duty, over blood, over the Rossetti princess his mother had already picked for him. I thought that meant he loved me. I was wrong. The text came through on our wedding night. From her. Gianna Rossetti. "Now that the wedding's over, when do I finally get you to myself?" Three days later, Alex looked me in the eye from a hospital bed and asked, "I'm sorry... who are you?" Fake amnesia. A staged accident. His mother, his mistress, and the family doctor—all in on it. They wanted me to walk away quietly. What I didn't know then was that walking away quietly was the kindest option on the table. The other one involved a car accident on a winding road and a funeral no one would question. Then Don Moretti's man handed me an envelope of cash on the sidewalk outside the apartment I no longer had a key to. "Start over somewhere comfortable," he said. "Far from San Francisco." I took the money. I didn't leave. I'm going to plan their wedding now. Gianna and Alex. The princess and the heir. And when I'm done, every chandelier, every centerpiece, every last napkin will be a monument to the worst mistake the Moretti family ever made. They thought they were giving me an exit. I'm building them a cage./0/75812/coverorgin.jpg?v=9b72c0400336708bd329d8b7d0722e52&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Don: Love in the dark
Her existence in his life wasn't something that he had hoped for, neither was his appearance in her world an envisioned plan. Alexander Davis, the top leading billionaire in the United States of America and few other neighbouring countries as well, secretly known as the mafia lord of the "Italian American Mafia". Olivia Wright, a young lady who is deeply scarred by her horrendous past. Will these two individuals find love and comfort in each other's arms despite the difference in their worlds and the danger that secretly lurks in the shadows? Or will their love for each other turn out to be their doom? Let's find out in this thrilling romance story./0/61537/coverorgin.jpg?v=fec1731361bb67a194011f3c7a61bcbe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
