Mafia Books for Women
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The Bodyguard Who Stole the Mafia Bride
Three hours ago, I was the revered Bianchi princess, standing at the altar in a million-dollar gown to seal New York's most powerful Mafia alliance. Instead, my fiancé Julian Falcone didn't show up, publicly slaughtering our sacred pact for a rising actress and turning me into the laughingstock of the underworld. In a drunken haze of humiliation, I used my silent, lethal bodyguard, Damien Moretti, to numb my pain. But the next morning, he didn't just walk away. He showed me a video of my willing surrender and cornered me. "Marry me. Become Mrs. Moretti." My own father froze my accounts, demanding I get on my knees to beg the cheating Falcone heir for forgiveness, or face a fifty-million-dollar penalty. I was stripped of my assets, betrayed by the man I loved for a decade, and sold out by my own blood. I had no choice but to agree to Damien's marriage of convenience to survive. But what terrified me most was my new husband himself. A mere bodyguard shouldn't carry an invitation-only Centurion black card. A mere bodyguard shouldn't be able to terrify a Mafia heir with a single, murderous look. Who on earth was Damien Moretti? With no money and my back against the wall, I was forced to join a reality show alongside my cheating ex and his mistress. They thought they could continue to humiliate the discarded bride on live television. But they didn't know I was walking into this warzone with a monster at my back./1/113819/coverorgin.jpg?v=6371cb8f1cd94e8bae0fae53e79b5419&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Betrayal, My Revenge: A Mafia Romance
The moment I saw my husband massaging his dead brother's pregnant mistress's feet, I knew my marriage was over. He moved her into our home under the guise of "family duty," forcing me to watch as he prioritized her comfort over our vows. The final betrayal came when she stole and deliberately broke my mother's priceless necklace. When I slapped her for the desecration, my husband struck me across the face to defend her. He had violated a sacred honor code by putting his hands on the daughter of another Don-an act of war. I looked him in the eye and swore on my mother's grave that I would bring a bloody revenge upon his entire family. Then I made one phone call to my father, and the demolition of his empire began./0/62881/coverorgin.jpg?v=b4b6207a863a9047fea8fe1a25277438&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Poisoned Love: Guns And Roses
What are the odds...? Fuck that! Georgina's life turns upside down because of him. "Are you forcing me to marry you, Mr. Sajavedra?!" "Who told you that running away will save you, hmm? You can't, sweetheart..." Forced to marry a strange man, she found herself trembling because of his irresistible charm. Will she be able to resist him or become his sweetest sin? "Stop insisting on your ideals. You are mine. I know sooner or later you'll love me. I will make sure of that, Georgina." What kind of secrets did Alexandro was hiding? What kind of past Georgina has? Shadows lurking around them will soon fall underneath their feet. Will they ever survive between this turmoil? You want to know more? Check out the story of Georgina and Alexandro Livius./1/121282/coverorgin.jpg?v=54a5535f177026f1fa35ed72459078db&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No Mercy For My Mafia Fiancé
During a massive syndicate attack, my fiancé, the most ruthless Mafia Capo, locked his grip on my wrist like an iron vice. He desperately wanted to drag me into a corner panic room to protect Bianca, the innocent underworld socialite he secretly obsessed over. In my past life, I saved him with my body—and he rewarded me with a crippled leg, years of disgust, and a push off a cliff. He believed her lies, and he murdered me for them. Opening my eyes again, I was reborn to the exact moment the safehouse was under attack. This time, I let him walk willingly into his own concrete tomb./0/66126/coverorgin.jpg?v=b4c9266a052fe46f1b44df799b57f395&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Clarissa & The Grand Mafia
For readers' discretion. Clarissa & The Grand Mafia contains raw scenes including sex, romance, and violence. Therefore, it is not recommended for people below 18 of age. ^ ^ ^ Determined to save her mother from dying of Cancer, Clarissa agreed to her father's arrangements to marry a money lender she hadn't met before. An abusive husband with no dignity or respect for women. What happens when his identical twin shows up at the house pretending to be Clarissa's husband, only he is an entirely different person in terms of character? Will he save her from the devil of a husband? Or will he take advantage of her broken heart?/1/120309/coverorgin.jpg?v=ff4108acbd6c3e210abc661854309047&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, Mafia Boss: Watch Me Shine
For three years, I played the fool, sacrificing my dignity to drag Luca back from the abyss so he could inherit the Falcone Family. But at his grand swearing-in banquet, the woman he claimed as his own wasn't me. It was my illegitimate half-sister, Elena. To please her, he laced my soup with poison and watched his men mock my agony. When my mother was dying in the ICU and desperately needed my medical signature, Elena's enforcers pinned me to the floor of an underground fighting ring. "Perform your jester routine, Claire. Make me laugh," Elena taunted. Crying, I begged Luca to save my mother. But he just looked at me with cold disgust, wrapped his arms around Elena, and kissed her passionately right in front of me. Driven by blinding desperation, I smeared filthy clown makeup on my face and tore my dignity to shreds just to beg for a merciful laugh. But it was too late. Because of their twisted games, my mother flatlined and suffocated to death alone. I didn't understand how eighteen years of blind devotion and three years of keeping him alive amounted to nothing, or why he so easily believed Elena's fabricated lies to destroy my life. Staring at my ruined, painted face on the cold floor outside the hospital morgue, the last trace of my love for him turned to ash. I wiped away the greasepaint, downloaded the hidden evidence of their crimes, and dialed an independent federal lawyer. "I am breaking Omertà. File the lawsuit."/1/116741/coverorgin.jpg?v=d7dff529282f69e9099fa2c03136a6ec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rising From Ashes: The Vengeful Mafia Bride
I worshipped the mafia Don for ten years, believing my devotion could tame his cold heart. But as my organs failed in a freezing underground clinic, a text message illuminated my phone. "Camilla needs a blood transfusion for the baby. You are the only match. Bleed for her, or I will slaughter your father." I stared at the screen from the man I loved, my heart shattering. To protect his civilian mistress, Gabriel had caged me and authorized a medical procedure that permanently stripped me of my ability to bear children. Camilla had faked miscarriages to frame me, playing the innocent victim while secretly poisoning my name. Now, she was actually pregnant, and Gabriel was willing to drain my dying body to save her. Because of my blind love, my Capo father went to war for me, which cost him his territory, his men, and ultimately his life. I died in that clinic, completely drained and discarded like trash. Until my last breath, I didn't understand. Why did my decade of absolute loyalty mean nothing? Why did I let my family's legacy burn for a man who only saw me as a blood bag? When I gasped and opened my eyes, the fatal cold was gone. I was standing in the center of the Syndicate's grand hall, holding the ceremonial silver dagger that would bind me to him all over again. I was twenty again. This time, I looked at the dagger, smiled, and prepared to hand him a bride who would tear his empire apart from the inside out./1/105386/coverorgin.jpg?v=6580b39ff1a5a579127fab6ff1e18d0e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Debt Collector's Bride
Sera Hale is a young art student living a completely sheltered life, unaware of her father's dangerous secrets. When her father's debt is called in by the ruthless mafia boss, Damien Vescari, Sera is suddenly kidnapped and forced into marriage. She's terrified of Damien, especially because she suspects he was involved in her mother's death. But what truly confuses Sera is the intense, almost obsessive familiarity in his eyes and the surprising kindness he sometimes shows her. Sera doesn't realize the shocking truth: Damien was her anonymous online soulmate from years ago-the boy she fell in love with before her father suddenly cut her off. Damien has been searching for her ever since. Now, he finally has her, but their reunion is a nightmare. She sees him only as a kidnapper, and her love is replaced by fear. As Sera fights for her freedom, she discovers that their past is tangled up in dangerous secrets./0/91435/coverorgin.jpg?v=2def01ac87bf4cc2ede04073d9c9ce5c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Underworld to Crown
My fiancé, Richard Ahmed, had been unfaithful. His mistress, Eva Marsh, sent me a provocative video. In the video, Richard and Eva were passionately kissing, while his friends cheered loudly, "You two are perfect for each other. You should get married." Richard's parents were holding Eva's hand, saying, "You're the only one we see as part of the family." I let out a cold laugh and dialed the number of my father, the head of a criminal syndicate. "Get in touch with a team for me. I have a live stream event planned." "Alright. The condition is that you return to Zlomont and become the new head of the Brooks Group."/0/74564/coverorgin.jpg?v=001e65d84bc53bd8c0c01a72d69780ce&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tempted by the bratva
Sophia Williams never asked for a life entangled with the Russian mafia. But when she unknowingly becomes the key to Mikhail Ivanov's dark world, there's no escaping the consequences. Mikhail, a ruthless mafia enforcer, has seen the worst the world has to offer. Cold, calculating, and driven by loyalty to the Bratva, he never believed in love-until Sophia. Drawn to her defiance, he sees something in her that no one else does. But in his world, the only thing more dangerous than enemies are those you love. Now, forced into a game of power, passion, and betrayal, Mikhail must choose between his loyalty to the Bratva and the woman who might just destroy everything he's built. Sophia's heart is torn between the undeniable attraction to the man who holds her captive and the world she's always known. Is Mikhail truly the monster he seems, or is he a man desperate to protect the only thing that matters-her? In the brutal underworld of the Bratva, love is the ultimate risk. But can Sophia and Mikhail survive the twisted games of power, loyalty, and love that threaten to consume them both?/0/87542/coverorgin.jpg?v=a65622fe391ff0c53d7a1afe4186c317&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Owned by the Mafia King
Isabella Romano is forced into marriage with Dante Moretti, the ruthless and feared Mafia King of Italy, to save her family from financial and political ruin. From the start, Dante makes it clear that she is nothing but his possession, a pawn in his dangerous world. Their marriage is cold, filled with tension and unspoken desire, as Isabella struggles to adjust to a life surrounded by guns, blood, and secrets. She resents him but is drawn to him, and despite his cruel exterior, Dante protects her fiercely, showing rare glimpses of vulnerability that confuse her heart. Their attraction grows, a slow burn turning into fiery passion, but Dante fights his feelings, convinced that love is weakness. Meanwhile, danger closes in as a failed assassination attempt makes Dante suspect a traitor inside his own family. The situation worsens when Rossi, a dangerous rival with a personal vendetta against Dante, targets Isabella, kidnapping her to lure Dante into a trap. Dante unleashes his most ruthless side, killing anyone who stands in his way, and rescues her in a bloody showdown. Rossi dies, but before his last breath, he reveals that someone very close to Dante was helping him. The betrayal shakes the Moretti empire. Dante begins a merciless hunt for the traitor while growing more protective and possessive of Isabella. She, once a pawn, starts proving her strength, standing up to Dante and even helping him uncover secrets. Their bond deepens, breaking down Dante's emotional walls, though he still refuses to openly admit love. The truth finally explodes when the traitor is revealed to be Marco, Dante's own cousin, who has allied with a rival mafia family to take the throne. Marco kidnaps Isabella, forcing Dante to choose between surrendering his empire or losing her. Instead of bowing to the betrayal, Dante declares war, igniting a brutal mafia conflict that leaves cities burning and bodies falling. Through the chaos, Isabella refuses to remain a helpless hostage-her courage and intelligence help Dante turn the tables on his enemies. Their love, once forbidden and hidden, becomes a powerful weapon as Dante finally admits he cannot live without her. In the final war, Dante kills Marco in a violent showdown, reclaiming his position as the undisputed Mafia King. With his enemies destroyed and his empire stronger than ever, he openly claims Isabella not just as his wife, but as his queen. Their love, born from fire and blood, seals their reign over the criminal underworld. And in his final vow to her, Dante promises that no one will ever dare touch what belongs to him again./1/104089/coverorgin.jpg?v=67a69937ad397a23f3d4f0c9a2b324fc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bound By Contract To The Ruthless Don
I threw a latte on the most dangerous man in New York and lived to tell about it. Dante Vitiello. The Capo dei Capi. A man rumored to cut out tongues for interrupting his dinner. Instead of a bullet to the brain, he handed me a black card and a terrifying ultimatum. "I need a fiancée," he told me, his eyes dead cold. To save my failing journalism career and my life, I signed a contract with the devil. I had to wear his massive diamond ring, smile for the cameras, and pretend to be the love of his life to stop a political mafia marriage. The rules were clear: Absolute obedience. Total exclusivity. And absolutely no feelings. But the performance started to feel dangerous. When a rival Don insulted me at a gala, Dante didn't just play the part—he threatened to butcher him in front of three hundred people. When I saw the jagged scars on his chest in the dead of night, I didn't see a monster; I saw a lonely protector. My investigation was supposed to expose him, but I was the one getting stripped bare. Then his cousin Rocco stormed in, calling me a disposable whore and a temporary pawn. I stood my ground, defending not just myself, but Dante too. Dante looked at me then, not as an asset, but as a woman he wanted to devour. He stepped closer, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through my bones. "I think we are going to have a problem with the clause about 'no feelings'."/0/66453/coverorgin.jpg?v=60e5e890be24e19868377ff0098f2bab&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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?"/1/120312/coverorgin.jpg?v=4f82d94036c381716832dfd236f66195&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Broken But His: The Don's Hidden Amputee
I made my living playing background piano in underground speakeasies to pay off my fugitive father’s blood debt. Tonight, I had exactly ten seconds to make sure my floor-length velvet gown completely concealed the fact that I no longer had legs. The VIP doors swung open, and the most ruthless mafia Don in the city walked in—Killian Vitiello, the boy I loved a decade ago. He didn't know my legs were crushed by rival soldiers on the very night he took his blood oath. Instead of a reunion, he pulled a beautiful woman in a red silk dress to his side and coldly introduced her as his fiancée. "The rumors of you being a desperate opportunist at least explain why you vanished without a word," he sneered, looking at my threadbare clothes. He publicly disavowed my existence to the entire underworld, leaving me to be hunted by rival factions. While he built his empire, I was crawling in the freezing rain to reattach my heavy metal prosthetic, watching my mother descend into fatal madness from our crushing poverty. I swallowed the bitter ash of my ruined life and let him believe I was a traitorous gold digger. I would rather he hate me forever than let my mutilated body become a fatal weakness to his throne. So, after my mother died, I packed a single bag and fled the country to disappear for good. But I didn't know that on the very day I left, Killian kicked down the door of an illicit underground clinic and finally opened my ten-year-old medical file./1/114472/coverorgin.jpg?v=f38aeb7dc3c607c8bf408f9d628018b0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Ex-Husband's Regret, My Freedom
I'd lived as a mafia queen, ruling with quiet strength, only to discover my entire life was a lie. My husband, Dante, secretly divorced me three years ago, then married our timid nanny. I wasn't just betrayed; I was a dead ex-wife walking, a ghost in my own home. A mafia daughter, I expected routine at Rossi's law firm. But Rossi, pale and sweating, handed me an envelope: Dante's divorce judgment, signed three years ago, and his marriage certificate to Gia, our nanny. Truth slammed me: Gia poisoned me for years, causing infertility, making her bastard son the sole heir. Hidden, I watched her force Dante, the Underboss, to kneel, drink hallucinogenic tea, and profess devotion. She smirked. This was calculated murder: my existence, my legacy. Rage burned, but clarity struck: disappear, or vanish into the Long Island Sound. From a hidden phone, I called Luca, the underworld's elite cleaner. "I need a top-tier scrub. Target is myself," I commanded. "Get me out of this hell. I'd rather die than be his taxidermy specimen."/1/120961/coverorgin.jpg?v=f445cdf8837ee5633b6a8c449782829d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shattered Vows: The Mafia Queen Escapes
I married Julian, the city's most ruthless Mafia Don, trading my freedom and body just to keep my dying sister alive. But when Elena needed an emergency surgery, Julian coldly denied the three hundred thousand dollars. "Submit the request to Serena. She handles all financial approvals," he dismissed me, knowing full well his secretary despised me. Serena intentionally stalled the funds, mocking my desperation while Julian rewarded her with a sacred blood-diamond heirloom meant only for the Mafia Queen. While they laughed over wine at a high-end restaurant, I watched my fragile sister pull her own life-support tubes to free me from my mafia enslavement. The devastating shock ripped through my abdomen, and in a horrific pool of blood on the clinic floor, I miscarried Julian's unborn heir. Even then, Julian's only message was a cold threat, demanding I drop to my knees and apologize to Serena for my attitude. I stared at the flatlining monitor, my soul completely hollowed out. I was his wife, yet he had casually handed the power of life and death over my only family to a malicious subordinate who wanted me replaced. I didn't shed another tear. I surgically cleared the tragic remains of my pregnancy, packed the bloody tissue into a sealed medical cooler along with my signed severance papers, and had it delivered straight to the Don's mahogany desk before vanishing into the night./0/78134/coverorgin.jpg?v=2406a4251939fac397643cf69c0ca766&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MAFIA'S RELUCTANT EMPRESS
Her father's blood made her a queen. Her enemy's son made her vulnerable. When Sophia Ricci is shot from academic to crime of boss after her father's murder. She must master a brutal underworld. That believes women can rule. Her unexpected alliance with Marco Salvatore, her family's greatest enemy and the city's most notorious playboy- ignites a dangerous attraction neither can afford. As Sophia hunts for her father's killer, she unearths a devastating possibility. The man warned her bed may have blood on his hands. In a world where power is taken, never given to, the new Queen Of The Underworld must decide what she's willing to sacrifice; is it her heart or her crown:?/0/68725/coverorgin.jpg?v=350e44f47709a44b4f40b1e831e9a314&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Captured And Claimed By The Mafia Don
"I'm wanted, Kimberly. Wanted by the Mafia..." Those were my father's final words before he died in my arms. Moments later, I saw those legs step out of the shadows, marking the beginning of my nightmare. Leonardo Fiore, a cold Mafia Don,who is determined to use Kimberly as a tool in his game for power. His world is cruel and his words are like ice. "There's no love here, Kimberly," he whispered. It's not part of the deal." But Kimberly isn't one to accept whatever fate brings, without a fight. "If your love is not part of the deal, I'll make it mine to claim" she declared, feisty, crashing her lips onto his. As tension arises, Kimberly must decide : will she melt Leonardo's icy heart or lose herself trying to survive in his dangerous world?/1/116744/coverorgin.jpg?v=27288c50dab83aa971acf2224e513300&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret: The Mafia King
I was burning with a 104-degree fever when my mafia boss husband's mistress sent an emergency code, claiming he was bleeding out. Too weak to stand, my mother-in-law took the medical supplies into the hurricane for me, only to be killed in a rival hit-and-run. I dragged my sick body across enemy lines to finish the delivery, only to find my husband laughing with his mistress in his office. "It was just a loyalty test to see how fast you'd react," she sneered. When I told him his mother died for their sick game, he refused to believe me. He called me a manipulative liar and threw me out into the freezing rain. Days later, he tracked me down to the family mausoleum. Believing his mistress's lies that we were just faking the death to steal his money, he snatched his mother's urn from my hands and maliciously smashed it to dust. He even shoved me so hard against the stone altar that I miscarried our unborn child. I watched the gray ashes scatter over his expensive shoes, my heart turning to ice. How could the man I loved be so blind, choosing a cheap mistress over his own mother's life and his wife's devotion? When the police finally arrived to confirm his mother's tragic death and the mistress's betrayal was exposed, he fell to his knees in the dirt, weeping and begging for my forgiveness. But I just smiled, demanded my divorce, and walked away./1/113824/coverorgin.jpg?v=c5317f4669c2d06bb8a4ea97e58c8482&imageMogr2/format/webp)
