Mafia Books for Women
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SURRENDER
After being unwillingly pulled into the underworld of the mafia and seduction, Alessia's forced marriage to Leonardo Reigns also known as the Devil' their marriage soon becomes a deadly waltz of lust and deception. But as they circle each other, secrets and temptation fuel the flames. With every surrender, Alessia risks losing herself to Leonardo's alluring darkness. Will their twisted love be her salvation or her damnation?"/0/73806/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250826162839&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Debt In Blood
Chapter 1: BLOOD ON THE DOCKS The scent of iron hung vividly in the air. Lorenzo De Luca stepped into the dimly lit warehouse, his gaze immediately locked onto the body lying lifeless on the cold concrete floor soaked in a pool of his blood. He was too late. His jaw tightened as he took in the brutal scene. He had come to meet Miguel Vasquez, to collect information the man owed him, but it seems someone had gotten there first. And judging by the warmth of his body, it hadn't been long. A slow, deliberate click of shoes against the floor pulled Lorenzo's attention to the shadows. The rival of the De Luca Empire since the dawn of time, Gabriel Moretti. He stepped forward, casually wiping a spot of blood from his cuff with a smile. "Oh you missed the fun, De Luca," said Moretti, slipping his hands into the pockets of his expensive coat. "Shame. He had so much to say." Lorenzo's expression didn't change, but tension waved through him. Vasquez had been useful, a man with connections, someone who owed him a debt. Killing him was a direct message. And Moretti wanted him to hear it loud and clear. Lorenzo exhaled slowly, forcing his temper to remain in check. "Sloppy," he said, tilting his head toward the mess on the floor. "Not your usual style." Moretti chuckled. "Consider it a personal touch." His eyes shined with amusement. "Besides, it's not like you cared about him." Lorenzo said nothing. He wouldn't give Moretti the satisfaction. After a moment, Moretti sighed dramatically. "Well, I'll leave you to it. Unless, of course, you plan on stopping me?" His tone was mocking, a challenge laced into every word. Lorenzo didn't take the bait. Moretti wasn't stupid enough to start a war, not here, not now. Instead, he watched in silence as Moretti walked toward the exit, and his men followed behind him. The warehouse door slammed shut, leaving only the sound of blood dripping onto the concrete. Lorenzo turned back to Vasquez's lifeless body. This wasn't just business. Moretti had taken something from him, and debts always had to be repaid. A slight movement at the entrance caught his eye. Marco stepped inside, his face carefully neutral. Lorenzo didn't look away from the body. "Clean this up." Marco gave a short nod, already pulling out his phone to make the necessary arrangements. Lorenzo stepped over the corpse without a second glance. Miguel Vasquez had a daughter. And she was about to learn what it meant to be in debt to the mafia. "Debts have to be paid, one way or another." He said as he exited the warehouse./1/111351/coverorgin.jpg?v=fe53761623ef79ba6489c2e2e054daf2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Enforcer's Jilted Princess
Tomorrow was my wedding day to Jason Brennan, the heir to a powerful Mafia family. My family, the Falcones, had even taken in an orphaned girl, Elena, treating her like my own sister. But in my nightmare of a past life, I choked on my own blood, poisoned by the arsenic Elena slipped into my food every day. As I lay agonizingly close to death, Jason stood over me with a cold laugh, holding Elena in his arms. "We just needed the Falcone wealth, Bella. And the docks." Then came the gunfire. I was forced to watch them slaughter my father and my brother, tearing my family out by the roots. After my death, Elena even spread vicious rumors that I was a barren spinster, twisting their foul betrayal into a tragic tale of noble sacrifice to completely destroy my legacy. The metallic tang of my own blood was so real I could still taste the ash. I didn't understand why the girl my family sheltered for eight years would repay our charity with such venom. And I understood even less how the man who swore to love me could orchestrate my brutal murder without a shred of hesitation. Bolting upright in bed, drenched in cold sweat, I realized I had returned to the night before my wedding. This time, I wouldn't just cancel the engagement. I would hand their treason directly to the Mafia's most terrifying Enforcer, and watch them burn./0/65515/coverorgin.jpg?v=dd263994f3dd1307a8f08885bb2e32ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Revenge Trap Mafia's Desire
The arrival of Javer Vittorio, a mafia chief who owns the El Salvados headquarters, sparked Vica's interest. Vica has been targeting Javer for a long time because she believes he was behind the destruction of La Deurico's headquarters that killed her father. On a quest for revenge, Vica hides her true identity and teams up with Javer to complete their respective missions. As time goes on, Vica and Javer develop an incestuous relationship in order to complete their mission. As feelings grow, Vica is faced with the choice between continuing the revenge mission or forgetting the mission under threat of being killed as a traitor by her union. Can Vica face her choice? What happens after Javer learns of Vica's hidden true identity? What if they have to face an unpleasant fate?/1/115262/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260528150719&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Vengeance Of The Reborn Mafia Queen
I was the Mafia Queen of the Castillo family, but I died like a dog in the damp underground interrogation room. My sweet, fragile sister Chiara lured me into the cells, only to wrap a garrote wire tightly around my throat. As the wire sliced into my windpipe and I choked on my own blood, a small figure stepped out of the shadows. It was my ten-year-old son, Leo. He watched his mother being strangled to death with cold, dead eyes, his past words echoing in my dying mind. "I don't want a weak commoner for a mother! I wish Aunt Chiara gave birth to me!" Chiara pulled the wire tighter, her mask of innocence melting into a grotesque, triumphant sneer. "You never deserved him, Siena. You never deserved the crown." I died in pure, suffocating agony, my soul screaming into the dark that if there was a next life, I would carve the flesh from their bones. Then, I jolted awake, my lungs gasping for air against expensive silk sheets. I wasn't in the bloody cells. I was in the luxurious Master Suite, and hovering over me was my ruthless husband, the Dark Don, Dante Castillo. I had been reborn. Leo was only a five-month-old baby sleeping down the hall, and tomorrow, my treacherous sister would arrive at the estate begging for sanctuary. This time, I won't play the weak, forgiving sister. I will make them beg for death./0/67862/coverorgin.jpg?v=3d958897f7401e902af812eff664f175&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Underboss's Secret: Ten Years Of Obsession
I spent my life working the syndicate sweatshops just to keep my family afloat. But my mother and brother still treated me like a disposable asset. To pay off my brother's gang debt, my mother tried to force me into an arranged marriage with a violent, widowed Capo. "If you don't do this, your brother is a dead man. You owe us this." When I refused, she slapped me across the face and leased my bedroom to a syndicate associate, leaving me completely homeless in the pouring rain. With nowhere to go, my thoughts drifted to Dante, the ruthless future Don who saved me from a fire ten years ago. I had loved him in secret for a decade, but I chose a vow of silence because my childhood best friend, Elena, claimed him as hers. I had watched her cling to his side through a decade of bloodshed, stepping into the shadows so they could rule. I thought I was nothing but a worthless pawn, abandoned by my blood and invisible to the only man I ever loved. So I packed my battered duffel bag, accepted a dangerous transfer to a hostile casino territory, and vowed to never return to New York. I chose to build my own empire and live for myself. But what I didn't know was that the moment I disappeared, the cold-blooded Underboss went completely feral. He kicked down my old apartment door, left my toxic family cowering in the hallway, and mobilized an entire death squad just to bring me back./0/69114/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260526224029&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Favourite Toy
Elena Hart's life is a delicate balance of survival and dreams, scraping by as an artist while raising her teenage brother after their parents' untimely deaths. But when her brother makes a fatal mistake stealing from the notorious Moretti mafia family their fragile world shatters. To protect him, Elena strikes a desperate bargain with the ruthless and enigmatic Dante Moretti, a man who commands loyalty with a glance and fear with a whisper. Bound to serve him in a shadowy, dangerous world she barely understands, Elena vows to keep her guard up against Dante's unnerving charm and steely control. But Dante has secrets of his own, and Elena is more than just a pawn in his game. As their lives intertwine, the lines between captor and captive blur, sparking a dangerous attraction that neither can resist. When betrayal and buried truths come to light, Elena must decide how far she's willing to go for love, for freedom, and for the one person she swore to protect. In a world where power is everything and trust is a luxury, who will come out on top and who will pay the ultimate price?/0/71617/coverorgin.jpg?v=8ffe762235eeaaab624400ffa379d116&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Exclusive Stripper;Entangled With The Mafia Boss
What happens when your only confidant not only pushes you to be a stripper but also sells you to your nemesis... the ruthless Mafia boss? Ava's life was already a nightmare-paying off her aunt's gambling debts and stripping to make ends meet. But everything spiraled out of control the night she rejected Coran Kane, the most feared Mafia boss in the city. Coran doesn't take rejection lightly, and when Ava returns home, she finds him waiting... with her sister's betrayal waiting to crush her: she's been sold to him. Now trapped in Coran's world, Ava fights to endure his control while desperately plotting her escape. But when she finally breaks free, she's caught and forced to make an unthinkable choice: sacrifice an innocent life or submit herself to Coran completely. How far will she go to reclaim her freedom?/1/105877/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb7288db2133eb554d3720fcb90c6286&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Broken Doll No More: Her Ruthless Revenge
I stood before the heavy oak door with a positive pregnancy test burning a hole in my pocket, ready to tell the Underboss, Anthony Holden, that his legacy was secured. But before I could turn the handle, I heard his twin brother laughing from inside. "She screams your name, not mine. It is a little insulting, brother," Emmanuel mocked. "Three years of celibacy for the alliance while you play with my toy," Anthony sighed. "I deserve a medal." My world shattered. For three years, I thought I was the exception to their violence, but I had been sleeping with a monster in the dark. When I kicked the door open, Bianca House—my high school tormentor—was sitting there like a queen. "Happy anniversary, Erica," she sneered. "You were just a placeholder for the territory deal." They didn't stop there. They took my dignity, and then they took my life. At a dinner intended to show unity, they watched me choke on peanuts. Anthony looked me in the eye and used my EpiPen on Bianca’s fake faint while I suffocated on the floor. They threw my grandmother’s ashes off a balcony just to watch me scream. They pushed me into traffic to ensure I’d be a compliant prop for their wedding. They killed the baby in my womb. They thought they had broken me. They thought I was just a nurse, a civilian, a loose end. But on the day of the wedding, I wasn't in the pews. I was on a bus out of state, hacking the church's livestream. As the priest began to speak, I replaced the image of the cross with the video of their confession. I watched their empire crumble from a cracked phone screen, leaving the monsters behind to find a man who would actually burn the world for me./1/105408/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260527190445&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress Contract
Sylvie Wilfred, a 23-year-old rebellious heiress, suddenly finds her freedom stripped away when her strict billionaire father hires Ryan, an infuriatingly disciplined bodyguard she clashes with from the moment they meet. Neither of them is prepared for what grows in the silence between them. When the Wilfred empire suffers a sabotage, Sylvie is forced into an impossible choice: To save the empire, she has to marry Zade, a young mafia boss with his own dangerous agenda./0/86792/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106212456&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shattered Hand, Broken Heart, Burning Soul
The first blow cracked a rib, the second dissolved the world into pain. They dragged me into an alley, brutalizing me, shattering my drawing hand, and carving out my kidney. Just before I blacked out, I saw them: Eleanor, my adoptive mother; Olivia, my sister; Sarah, my fiancée. Standing at the alley's edge, watching with cold, tense eyes as I lay bleeding. Then, Eleanor' s chillingly calm voice cut through the haze: "Is it done?" A man confirmed my hand was shattered, and pointed to a cooler. My kidney. They had taken my kidney. Later, in the sterile hospital room, I overheard them. Eleanor confirmed my art career was destroyed. Olivia expressed relief. Sarah, my fiancée, twisted the knife: "This is for the best. Caleb couldn't handle the rejection." My heart pounded with sick realization. For seven years, my achievements had been sacrificed for Caleb's "fragility." I was a fool, believing their love, their sisterhood, their devotion. I was an obstacle, a resource to be drained and discarded. The party celebrating Caleb's scholarship, built on my ruin, raged downstairs-on my birthday, which they' d forgotten. I was bleeding, injured by a dog they claimed I' d attacked, forced to apologize by Eleanor, who shoved my head, sending me crashing. But as I lay broken, a new fire ignited within me. I clutched a faded photograph: my real father. And on it, a phone number for my grandfather. "I've been waiting for your call, son. Tell me where you are. I'm on my way."/0/70210/coverorgin.jpg?v=173ca1d3109f5ab6cce4efc8c7bbf48d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Vended To Don Damon
"Did you think you could run from me, doll? Or is this just your way of testing me?" After being abandoned by her family, being sold by her godmother was the last thing Iris Paulman expected. Raised in a church in a small town, Iris's world was one filled with faith and innocence. But when her godmother put her up for sale to clear her pending debt, Irish life takes a drastic turn. What happens when ruthless mafia lord Damon Vyon decides to buy her?/0/41583/coverorgin.jpg?v=e4fafdfa14555eb0f1af1d50047905da&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Cajoled bliss
Rebecca Johnson led a happy life with her father, her only family after her mother's death. Daughter of a billionaire raised with luxury and protected from the world. One day everything she has loved is taken away from her and she is coaxed to live with Adrian her arch nemesis since high school and her father's best friend's son. Join her on the journey of discovering love, secrets and betryal./0/99152/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106220818&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond The Billionaire's Cruel Obsession
For five years, I was married to a man the world adored. I told myself he wasn't a monster, just incapable of love. I learned the truth when his men dragged me from a hospital bed to bake a cake for the spoiled lover he cherished more than life. He let that man, Cinnamon, carve a painting into my back with a needle. He had me thrown into a walk-in freezer when I refused to cook. He even made me crawl through a swimming pool filled with broken glass, all to appease Cinnamon's cruel whims. I finally understood. My husband wasn't incapable of love; he was just incapable of loving me. He was a monster, but only for him. The day I walked out of that pool, bleeding and broken, my love for him was dead. The next morning, I finalized our divorce and bought every billboard in the city with my last dollar. My message was simple: "I, Adelaide Atkinson, am officially divorced from Alonzo Taylor. Best wishes for his future with Mr. Cinnamon Webster."/0/64736/coverorgin.jpg?v=c9360fb5f5a81b345bab20a9ca9aab64&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD
"Where do you think you're going, huh? You're mine now, Little Mouse. Get back in the house!" Vincenzo's voice boomed, sending chills down Victoria's spine as her world seemed to crumble. Victoria Washington was shattered-betrayed by her boyfriend who dumped her the day before his wedding, to her sister. She was left humiliated, mocked by everyone. But fate had other plans for her. She's broken, he's lost. She's full of fear, and he's the monster. Yet, somehow, he's her light while he remains in darkness. Vincenzo Dante will stop at nothing to tarnish his family's name for forcing him into a marriage he never wanted. But what he doesn't realize is that his new wife is stronger than she seems-too broken to bend under his cruelty. But when love begins to bloom, and secrets start to unfold, what will happen next?/0/53786/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260526053631&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Don't Make Me Chase You
A while ago, Juniel couldn't get enough of the gaze of a man sitting on the High Chairs near the Bar. Ever since he was hit by the man's gaze, he hasn't looked away even once. Meanwhile, he spent time with the man in front of him that he was talking to earlier. but no matter what the man said, it didn't seem to enter his ears. She was distracted, she admitted. No matter how he pretends, Tyron still has the same effect on him. Yes Tyron was the guy who was staring at her. when she and Tyron first met she couldn't sleep that night. Surely Tyron doesn't remember her. But what other reason why Tyron should remember him? He shook his head. Tyron should never know or remember him. he often sees Tyron because he is a stylist for the models of Tyron's company. It's like that's where the young man's feelings grew. When she tried to see where Tyron was, she felt dismay when she couldn't find the young man. maybe she feels strange when he stares at her but it's Tyron after all. He still prefers to see the young man up close He was very surprised to see Tyron on the dance floor still staring at him. She knew it! Tyron will approach him again! He quickly said goodbye to his companion and hurried away. But Tyrone's chasing her. He didn't want to talk to or get close to the young man. But Tyron quickly grabbed her by the arm. He was staring at her intently. it followed Tyron as he pulled him out of the bar and into the parking lot. "What!?" The young man yelled at him. Tyron's gaze stayed on Juniel. He felt as if some cold was rising in his system and his legs were shaking "You really don't want?" Tyron frowned. Juniel gasped. One night at Tyron's company party, the young man unexpectedly spoke to him. The conversation goes well at first until Tyron offers to have sex with her. That night Juniel couldn't sleep well. his whole body argued with Tyron's words. Well a part of her wants Tyron. Who is he to say no to someone like Tyron. But... Juniel has a pure feelings towards Tyron. she doesn't want to be like Tyron's girls that when they finish doing 'that' Tyron will just throw her away like one of his girls "I don't want to. That will never happen." The young man stepped closer to him. His heart felt like it was about to break out of his heart because it was beating so fast. "Are you sure? Why don't you?" "I'm not like your girls Tyron. So don't tease me anymore. My answer will never change. I don't want to!" Tyron smiled and put his finger to his lips. Gosh! he can no longer deny that the simple trail of your fingers on his lips attracted him. Especially with his baritone voice. Damn him! "Don't make me chase you Juniel. We both know that in this battle. I'm the winner. I will win. I will always win. I get what I want. Juniel will be yours."/1/103533/coverorgin.jpg?v=aea9714de84667c9296a20e1318eccfb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sold To The Mafia Don
"My gift has finally arrived, a perfect specimen, perfect for an heir." *** If only I had known that I wouldn't ever return to my house. Never see my mother, my siblings, or Violet... I never would have gotten in that car. My father remarked, "She's all yours," "Dad? Dad? Dad?! " I yelled. I squirmed as tears began to stream, attempting to break free. *** Years have passed... "My gift has finally arrived," said a voice I recognized. That voice was the catalyst for my downfall. "Well, now that we're acquainted, I think we can go see my son." You know, I purchased you for him. "A perfect specimen, perfect for an heir," he murmured, a nasty smirk on his face. *** "Son!" Antonio applauded. "What do you want, father?" I felt a little chill at the sound of the fresh voice. The Italian accent in the words, together with how deep, velvety, and dominating it was, shook me to my very core. I was a little pleased that he spoke so harshly about his father. He had midnight-black hair that fell in a part of his onyx eyes, which was lengthy in the center but short on the sides. Deeply tanned complexion, full pink lips, and a jawline with a five o'clock shadow. He was dressed in a black suit with a white shirt beneath that had the first three buttons undone, revealing some tattoos. His hands were encrusted with silver rings, some of which had black jewels. Both hands and backs of both had tattoos. I was intrigued by the creative swirls since I was ignorant of the whole tattoo. Not if he made the decision to remove his shirt. *** Lucy was sold to Antonio Martinelli, the former boss of the biggest Italian mafia when she was 14 years old. After spending years in the "safe house," Lucy is delivered to his son Luca Martinelli, the new leader, as a birthday gift. Luca fights the urge to fall in love with the ebony beauty as Lucy attempts to keep a promise she made and regain her former self. Will they endure all the deceit, lust, murder, and betrayal committed in the name of love together?/0/59105/coverorgin.jpg?v=3fa6e6fe681deb6f435f8da4553a512f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Don's Kryptonite
Aurora Bennett's life is shattered when she lost her mother and brother and went through difficulties in the hands of her stepmother, father and stepsister. She is betrayed by her fiancé and sold by her father to the ruthless CEO of Russo Empire and the devil of the underworld, Lorenzo Russo and unknowingly signed a marriage contract with him. She is thrown into the dark world of the mafia, where she faces challenges daily. She uncovers the painful truth about her true identity amidst the dark world of the Mafia. What will happen when Aurora discovers the truth surrounding her family? And what will happen when she discovers she has sign a marriage agreement with the devil himself?/0/75062/coverorgin.jpg?v=ddffa9a4982f396cebf8624c31bc8ce5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
