Mafia Novels

Jimmy Hopper belongs to a Mafia group, called the Hopper family which is well known for their illegal business all over the country. Being surrounded by a group of dominating males in her family, she adopts a lifestyle that is way different from a normal girl. She is a tomboy and lives like a rowdy. There is nothing that can be considered girlish in her. Short hair, leather jacket, and foul language are her identity. Anyone would think she is a boy at first glance. Like a typical Mafia, she hates cops. But a situation made her save a man, later she finds out that he is a cop. Wilhelm Wheeler meets Jimmy on the worst day of his life. He threatened her to save his life. Later, he finds out that she hates cops. Her hatred towards him doesn't stop him from pestering her. He says he wants to change her presumptions, but is it true? Is he only chasing her to change her mind or does he has something else in his mind? Does he not know that she is the daughter of Mafia Don?

To save my crumbling family, I was married off to Julian Moretti, the terrifying Underboss of the Chicago mafia. But he didn't even wait for the wedding reception to end before slipping Rohypnol into my champagne. I woke up on the cold marble floor of the penthouse, only to see my new husband sleeping with his long-time mistress right in front of me. He dragged my unconscious body there just to let me wake up to this humiliation, to show me I was nothing but discarded trash. When I escaped and returned home for help, my father threw a heavy crystal glass at my head. "You ruined us, you stupid bitch! Go back and beg for his mercy!" My stepmother cursed me for not knowing my place, while I discovered they had been embezzling my dead mother's trust fund to pay off debts. Even worse, the mistress in my husband's bed was actually my father's illegitimate daughter. My own family had served me to a Capo's bed just to beg for scraps, sacrificing my life for their beloved bastard. They all thought I was just the obedient, fragile Rossi princess they could easily manipulate and feed to the wolves. They expected me to cry, surrender, and let them bleed me dry. But the fragile mafia princess they knew was already dead. In her place, the dormant instincts of "Seraph"—the lethal Mossad operative I used to be—snapped awake. I wiped my husband's blood off my knuckles, stepped over his groaning body, and made a deal with his deadliest rival. This time, I'm going to burn their entire empire to the ground.

I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now, I belong to him. One moment, I was walking home from class. The next, I was staring into the cold, merciless eyes of Alessandro Caruso, the most feared mafia boss in New York. He says I've seen too much. That letting me go isn't an option. So, he steals me. Locks me in his mansion. Holds me captive in his world of blood and power. He's ruthless, possessive, and dangerously obsessed. He tells me I'm his now, that he'll never let me go. I should hate him. I should fight him. But every time he touches me, my body betrays me. Every time he whispers in my ear, I forget to resist. Yet, behind his darkness, I see glimpses of something else. Something broken. Something that makes me wonder if I could ever escape... even if he let me. But loving a man like Alessandro is a dangerous game. Because in his world, love is a weakness. And if his enemies find out what I mean to him... I'll become his greatest vulnerability

She married him for safety. He married her for strategy. Neither expected obsession. Valeria Torres is a woman with no past-because she buried it. But when her fake identity lands her in the arms of Dante Morello, billionaire mafia heir and the man everyone fears, the game changes. He offers her a deal: a two-year marriage to clean up his image and silence his enemies. She agrees-until the ghosts she ran from kidnap her daughter and force her back into the life she burned to escape. Now, she has to outwit killers, deceive her husband, and survive the one thing she never planned for-falling for him.

Betrayed, rejected, and humiliated in front of her entire pack by her one true love, Jaxon Hale, Amara thought her life was over when he auctioned her off like she was nothing. But her fate took an unexpected turn when she met *him*. Dante Moretti, a ruthless Alpha mafia leader, purchased Amara not for love, but for revenge. Fueled by a deep grudge against her family, he intended to use her as a pawn in his vendetta. Yet, what he didn't anticipate was the undeniable pull between them. He didn't expect to desire her, to cherish her, or to claim her as his own. When love and vengeance collide, Dante is forced to confront his own demons and make an impossible choice. Will he hold on to his hatred, or will Amara's love be enough to redeem him?

I was pure,I was sane, until he came and tainted me, turning my world upside down. When college student, Millie witnesses a murder in the alley at the back of the bar,her life is turned upside down in a split second as she is the only living witness. She lives with fear as she stays on edge looking over her shoulder all the time. She meets Logan,a notorious biker who is feared because of brutal fighting skills and Mafia ties rumor. Logan grows interested in Millie and makes a bet with her,he wins a match and she goes on a date with him or he loses and no date happens. Bet after bet gets things complicated as Millie is left to deal with the aftermath, will the bets turn into something more? Or will the game end as just mere dares?

"I married him to save my mother... but my husband already owned my past." Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. He gave me three rules: No emotions. No questions. Stay out of his private wing. I should have listened. Because nothing about this marriage is normal. The staff whisper when I pass. My name makes people freeze. And my husband watches me like I'm a problem he hasn't solved yet. Like he's waiting... For me to remember. I thought I was trapped in a contract. But the truth? I was chosen. And when I finally break his rules, I find a photo that changes everything Me. From years ago. In his possession. "You knew me... before you married me." And the way he looks at me tells me one thing This isn't where my story begins. It's where it comes back to life.

"Go on, Grenade. Pull the trigger." An annoying smirk was plastered on his face, as he leaned on the wall. My heart contracted, and my eyes stung. A click of my gun, and all these would be over. This was the mission I'd worked so hard on. "Wasn't this what you wanted, Grenade? Wasn't this your plan all along, when you snaked into my life, pretending to be who you weren't? Why are you hesitating, then?" "For the last time, Dante, my name is West. Don't ever call me Grenade." I hissed. He advanced towards me slowly. "I don't care if I die now, Grenade. But don't you ever let the King of Hearts fall into the wrong hands. Give it to me." His tone was soft, yet there was no denying the order behind it. "You wish." *** West, the most powerful undercover agent for Lucchese, is suddenly given a mission by her Capo. She is to infiltrate a powerful Mafia group in Italy, and make the boss let down his guard around her. And then, she has to bring back 'The King of Hearts,' a powerful computer program that's capable of destroying, and changing the world. But she must never fall in love with him. However, her mission isn't going to be as easy as it seems. Especially as she unravels the secrets surrounding her birth, discovering that her whole existence is a lie. In the midst of all, the cold hearted West finds herself falling for Capo Dante, the head of the 'Ndrangheta, and her enemy. There was one rule, and one rule only... The King of Hearts must never ever fall into the wrong hands. But...who was the bad guy?

Katie life wasn't the most perfect, but she loved the way it unravels, that was until her path crossed with the most dangerous man. Her life took an unexpected turn as hers and Cepheus' life interwoven to the point of no return. The question now is; Can she escape his claws? Or are they embedded deep into her that she no longer desire freedom?

♣️ BOOK ONE OF THE DE LUCA SERIES ♠️ Twenty three years old Grace morano has just one dream in her life ...to make it big in her career as a ballerina , and to escape the clutches of her prostitute mother Lauren who would do anything to sell her off to the highest bidder ... She has faced a lot of struggles in life which has pushed her to fight for what is right ...What happens when she walks into her boyfriend butt naked in bed with her bestfriend whom she considers a soul sister ? She runs .... Not just runs but runs into none other than the biggest trouble of her life in form of .... Mr MASSIMO DE LUCA , The Ruthless heartless and most powerful Don of the Italian mafia .....the crime Lord and the definition of sin ... Massimo has no heart as he kills without remorse ... But what happens when a case mistaken identity brings these two together ...? Grace meets her man who is the Devil himself ...his aura ...his eyes of fire and his heart as black as charcoal ... What happens when she meets the large De LUCA family and realize how powerful these people are and how they rule Italy ... Massimo has met and used different girls in the 30 years if his life ,but what happens when he meets Grace the ballerina ...who puts him on his place with her sharp tongue and powerful resistance ...? He promises to break her ... and quench the fire in her eyes ... ★ EXTRACT " Take of your panties kitten " he said and I stared at him with my heart in my throat . " I'm not your whore Massimo ...you might have me in your cell ...but I'm a queen in my own realm and I refuse to let you use me " I said glaring at him with nothing but hate .... " Stubborn are we ? He asked his Italian accent dripping in each word . " Massi...." I trailed as I felt him slam his lips on mine ... I refuse to give in...I refuse to be a part of his sinful world ...The DE LUCA'S are nothing but trouble .... They're all bloody SINNERS ...

I stood on the tarmac clutching white magnolias, watching the man I loved hand his loyalty to the woman born to destroy me. Dante Cavallaro, the Ruthless Underboss, didn't just leave me for Sofia Moretti. He revealed that for two years, I wasn't his lover. I was a human shield. The heavy iron bangle he forced me to wear wasn't a gift for my protection. "It's a Malocchio anchor," he sneered as I lay paralyzed on the floor. "It drains the wearer's luck to keep Sofia healthy. You are just the filter." My body began to rot from the inside out, my nerves dying one by one. When I was finally on my deathbed, unable to move or speak, Dante didn't cry for me. He cried because his tool was broken. He forced the cursed bangle onto his own wrist, begging the universe to keep me alive so I could continue to suffer in Sofia's place. "Please," he sobbed into my sheets. "Don't leave me alone with the bad luck." I used my last breath to make a wish—not for him, but for my freedom. I closed my eyes and died. Exactly one hour later, Dante's phone rang. It was his father. "Sofia just collapsed," he said. "Her heart just stopped." I was the vessel. And now that I was gone, the poison had come home to the 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.

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.

Your sister has no ties to anyone other than you, so she will always be on your team. Sisters are said to be each other companion, they share unmatched bound, support and help each other. But all these are not the definition of sisterhood for Abby and her younger sister Arianna. Abigail lucky, a 23 years old hard working lady. She works in one of the biggest company in UK. Her sister Aria is five years younger than her. Abby and Aria are well known cat and rat. Aria is the cat, she is always preying on her elder sister. Things became complicated and unresolved when their parents passed away in the hands of unknown gunmen. Aria development hatred for her older sister after an incident that happened 10 years ago which she lost her twin sister Brianna. She blamed her elder sister for it. Cara white, the second daughter of a dangerous mafia, she is popularly known for her arrogant act and pride. She has an elder brother, Blake white, he is just a year older than her. Blake is a very calm guy, he always hate to admit it that it was his father that gave birth to him. Cara has a Cinderella brain, she tend to forget everything she does whenever it rain, this made her choose her diary has her best friend, and she passes the aggression on the innocent kids in her school. Yes! She is also known for bullying. For her to overcome this trauma, she has to remember her past, who am i? Aria was transferred to the British high school and fell in the hand of a great bully, she find it very hard to fight for herself, the bully is her weakness. Who is she? Abby was also in the cage of a cold boss.

I woke up to find that I had lost five years of my memory. I was told that I had been married to Caspian, the ruthless Godfather of the New York Mafia, for five years. I had harbored a crush on him for a long time, so marrying him should have been good news. But the terrible truth was, he didn't seem to love me. After losing my five years of memory, he felt like nothing more than a stranger to me. "Break the blood oath, Caspian," I said. "We're getting a divorce." Yet later, he would pace outside my door late at night, refusing to leave: "Darling, just look at me one more time, please?"

### Blurb for "Mafia’s Surrogate" Elena Martinez is a dedicated social worker with a heart of gold, living a quiet life far removed from the shadows of New York City's criminal underworld. But one fateful night, a chance encounter with Alessandro "Alex" Romano, a powerful and ruthless mafia lord, changes everything. A drunken one-night stand leads to an unexpected pregnancy, throwing Elena into a dangerous game of cat and mouse. Determined to protect her unborn child from the dark forces that rule Alex's world, Elena goes into hiding. But Alex, driven by a possessive desire to reclaim what he sees as his, will stop at nothing to find her. As he closes in, Elena is forced into a reluctant alliance with the man she despises—and is irresistibly drawn to. In a world where love and power collide, can Elena and Alex overcome their pasts and find a way to build a future together? Or will the deadly secrets and rivalries that surround them tear them apart before they can discover the depth of their true feelings?

"Have you ever felt like you're being used?" Well, that's exactly how Claire Bennett felt. Claire Bennett is the first daughter of a business tycoon, who lived in happiness, under the love of her family...until Evelyn, her father's mistress, shows up to take her late mother's place. Claire grew up fast, and was brought up to be calm, attentive and obedient, but it turned out to be her greatest weakness when she gets forcefully married in order to save her father's company, she was physically abused, maltreated and intimidated on every turn by her husband, even when she finds out that her husband has been cheating on her with her blood sister for years. But in the process she didn't break, she survived. Claire begins to take charge of her destiny after her divorce with Victor, she crosses paths with Arden, her old friend, who's now a Top mafia boss, and as he helps her heal from her past.... Feelings kick in, and their love gets tested through betrayal, power, pride and obsession. In a world where lies fuels desire, and power is driven by loyalty, is love the greatest move of all?

Miranda Fontaine never thought that her parents would look her in the eye and lie to her. It's been eighteen years since the disappearance of her twin brother. Eighteen long years since her parents said that her brother went on a trip and never returned. She knew they were lying. And so she dedicated her entire life to finding out the truth behind her brother's disappearance. What she didn't expect to run into was a web of lies of deception more than thirty years in the making. A once renowned surgeon turned mafia lord, a secret from her mother's past that was buried twice. Secrets her father held that not even her mother knew of. She suddenly finds herself at the centre of the burning family feud. Maybe her brother wasn't dead after all. Maybe he did die. And maybe she will lose her life trying to uncover the full truth of the matter.

Seeing him so close to her, she struggled to cover her dismay about his boldness. Gabriella swallowed hard. “Stay away from me.” He could see the pulse beating in her throat, he could see the tiny fleck of fear and nervousness. Without thinking, he covered her mouth with his and for an instant, she yielded to his hunger, she responded as if all the past disagreement they had meant nothing. He had expected resistance, anticipated ice. Instead he got fire, and it scorched through his blood, his only thought was tangling in the sheets with her.. Gabriella jerked her mouth away and slapped him hard. “Don’t ever touch me again.” Silvers of ice rose in her gaze as she shot him a glare that should have sliced him to the bone before walking away- then broke into a run as adrenaline filled her vein. She had just slapped Alessandro Romano, the most powerful man in the country. Alessandro watched her go, feeling ragged and edgy with desire. “You won’t get away from me, Wildcat.” * He was the boss of the underworld. At the sight of his mask and gun, everyone trembled. No one wanted to be his enemy. The man had developed two hundred and sixty torturing methods and he could do all of this without batting an eye, he doesn’t give empty threats. He was a monster. A monster that should never be angered or he would become your worst nightmare. When she was born, the devil exclaimed 'Oh shit! Competition.’ She could be sweet as sugar, cold as ice but if you hurt her, she would show you things worse than death. Some days she could be as meek as a dove, other days, she’s a bitch that you should not cross or the even the devil will weep on your behalf. He was Alessandro Romano, a powerful man to the public and Maschera, a masked mafia king in the underworld. He was used to taking what he wanted. Born to lead a powerful mafia family, he was not in the habit of asking for permission—or forgiveness. Willing to cross any boundary when it came to possessing what he considered to be his, Alessandro knew Gabriella was meant for him from the moment he laid eyes on her. She is Gabriella D’ Angelo, a not so simple girl. Alessandro finds himself instantly attracted to Gabriella as she matched his fire and is the only one fit to be his queen. She is out to get revenge for something relating to her past, irrespective of the cost and isn’t ready for any committed relationship. Their paths crossed and Alessandro is not willing to give up while Gabriella is defiant. Sparks fly and causes a collision followed by an explosion and what started off as a contract relationship would create a love that could stand the test of time. Would Gabriella’s revenge plan jeopardize the blooming love that they share? Would she be able to adapt to the dark side of her lover and rule alongside him?

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.