mafia

Mark is a broke model-tier hunk trapped in a dead-end life—until he’s sucked into his favorite mafia novel, María. The catch? He’s a side character who dies in the first crossfire. Every. Single. Time. But the Author left him a gift: A System. Every time Mark dies a pathetic, cringe-worthy death, he wakes up with millions of dollars in his bank. From a lowly waiter to a Billionaire Boss, Mark is out to change the script. He’s not just saving the lead actress, María—he’s collecting every dangerous beauty in the underworld. Roll the dice. Get rich. Build the Harem.

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** Excerpt: "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

The strength of my novel lies in its emotions - fear, silence,love, thrill, memories, and the hidden truths - combined with a mysterious atmosphere that makes ordinary village life feel extraordinary. It consists stories where real life meets mystery, and the biggest surprise is how close the truth feels to reality. It is inspired by real experiences from my village life. The characters and events feel authentic because they are rooted in truth, but I have added layers of mystery and suspense that keep readers guessing until the end.

Mario De Cruze is the "Ghost King" of Chicago, a ruthless billionaire and mafia boss driven by a singular childhood trauma: the massacre of his orphanage at the hands of the Red Blood (the Sanchez family). Unknown to Mario, he is actually Pablo Sanchez, the lost second son of the very monsters he seeks to destroy—sold into trafficking by the De Silva family to secure their own power. His cold world is disrupted by Desderia Davids, a brilliant, struggling law student working three jobs to survive. Desderia is fueled by her own quest for justice for her murdered best friend, Alice, unaware that Alice was a spy caught in the crossfire of Mario’s war. When Mario and Desderia collide, an intense, forbidden romance blooms. As they peel back the layers of a 20-year-old conspiracy, the truth emerges: Mario is a Sanchez, and his biological brother, Martin, was the one who ordered the orphanage fire. The tragedy culminates in a brutal siege at a limestone quarry. Realizing that their five-year-old daughter, Sabrina, will never be safe as long as the Sanchez legacy exists, Mario and Desderia make the ultimate sacrifice. They trigger a massive explosion, burying themselves and the core of the Sanchez leadership under a million tons of rock to ensure their daughter’s escape. Mario’s sister, Secilia, flees into the night with the young Sabrina, disappearing into the shadows of Europe.

!!!! A dark psychological novel where mind games, risk, and human weakness collide, wrapped in a shōnen-style rise from nothing to the top !!! Ren Takahashi is an 18-year-old high school student living in Tokyo, trapped between two crushing realities: an uncertain future and a present that is slowly collapsing. A senior in his final year of high school, unemployed and without any practical skills, Ren survives on the small amount of money left behind by his deceased father. His mother—the only person giving meaning to his struggle—is permanently hospitalized, kept alive by medical machines. Every day is a countdown of bills, limited time, and relentless pressure. After countless failed attempts to find a job, Ren receives a mysterious invitation: a nationwide poker tournament, spanning all of Japan. This is no ordinary competition. It is a brutal selection process where only the coldest, most calculated, and most dangerous players can advance. Lose once—you’re eliminated. Make one mistake—you cease to exist. As Ren enters the tournament, he quickly realizes that poker is no longer about cards. It is about ego, control, and psychological destruction. Each round becomes a battle of wills, every opponent a monster shaped by trauma, obsession, and ruthless methods. Here, players are not gambling for money—they are gambling for identity. Yet with every victory, Ren drifts further away from the boy he once was. With every successful bluff, he begins to question whether he is still playing to survive… or playing to dominate.

A 15-year-old Korean boy named Choi Do-yun enrolls mid-year at Hanguk Arts & Trades High School to investigate the covered-up gang-related death of his older brother Choi Min-jun, 18. As he infiltrates the gang world and climbs the hierarchy from the very bottom, he unknowingly becomes one of the most talked-about names on Street Feed — a private invite-only app used exclusively by girls across the city to track, rate, and gossip about guys on the streets in real time. When he eventually discovers the app exists he doesn't see a social game. He sees a live intelligence map and starts using it to identify who to target and take down next.

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance

Warning! 18+ Explicit content. Dark and Mafia themes. Lyvana Montclair’s wedding to Mark Vaughn was supposed to be a fairytale. Instead, it was a death sentence. On their wedding night, the man she loved showed his true face — and then someone shoots her dead. ​But death didn't stick. ​Lyvana wakes up two years in the past, on the eve of the engagement that ruined her. To claim the inheritance her father left behind, Lyvana’s grandmother demands one unbearable price: marriage to Mark as it was her father’s final wish. But after a series of strange coincidences and near-misses, Lyvana begins to suspect that history may be repeating itself... Someone still wants her dead. Refusing to die again, Lyvana plots her escape and her revenge. Her best friend offers a dangerous solution — one that could ruin everything... or not. The plan is dangerous: find a man so spectacular and so "perfect" that her grandmother will forget Mark ever existed. A man who can win a seat at the Montclair table and dismantle Mark’s influence from the inside. Then enter Julian Blackwood. Dark, enigmatic, and powerful. More powerful than anyone even knows. Julian is the last man who should ever notice someone like Lyvana. Their arrangement was supposed to be a temporary business deal. But Julian doesn't play by anyone's rules. As he begins to hunt the one trying to kill her, Lyvana realizes that while she hired him to be a shield, Julian is playing for keeps. ​The deal was temporary... His obsession is not...

Trapped by an unfair contract, Eva was determined to do whatever it took to end the contract and ensure it ended with her alone, but she never expected to be sent to the enemy as a spy. “Nothing complicated,” they said. “Yeah right.” How was she going to find a man even her so-called ‘boss’ couldn't find? But left no other choice, she set off, following the instructions given to her, searching high and low not knowing the one she sought was right beside her. The man whose presence lit up her day and made butterflies flutter in her stomach even when he didn't mean to. Yes, Eva fell in love. And now? Eva was trapped between dangerous organizations, one has her heart and the other a contract that could ruin everything all over again *** Excerpt: “You hate me now, don't you?” Eva said as she pulled on the jacket, trying to cover as much of herself as possible. Trying to suppress the emotions that threatened to shatter her to pieces. Her eyes darted towards the man who had his back to her. He couldn't even bring himself to look at her. She thought, biting her lip. “I understand if you don't want to have anything to do with me anymore. I promise to disappear from your sight. You'll never see me again…” “Eva…” his voice sliced through the dark room that was barely illuminated by the moonlight, cutting her mid sentence. Her breath hitched at the edginess his tone carried. Eva held her breath when he turned, his broad back slowly shifting until he stood facing her. She almost couldn't look him in the eyes, afraid of what she would see. Those steely grey orbs that always seem to stare into her soul were even more unreadable now. “Come here, Eva,” his tone suddenly changed, losing its sharp edge. “What?” When she took longer processing his words, he took a step towards her while she instinctively took a step back. Seeing that, he stopped and held her gaze. “Come here, Eva,” he repeated, his voice becoming firmer, an order she was compelled to obey. With both hands clutching tightly to the oversized jackets, she took slow and staggering steps towards him. Her heels clicking on the tiled floor with each step and the silence of the room amplifying them. She felt bare under his intense gaze but she couldn't stop her legs from moving towards him. She knew he could be frightening, but this was the first time she had ever faced this side of him. Yet, her legs still moved, obeying his command. “I… I promise… I won't…” “Keep moving, Eva,” he ordered again when her steps slowed down as she started talking. Eva gulped but did as he ordered until she was standing a three foot distance from him. Unable to hold his gaze, she stared down at her feet. The red straps of her heels now an eyesore but she would rather look at them than at his eyes. Or face. “In your eyes, am I that shallow, Eva?” He asked, his tone calm and calculated. Eva snapped her head up as soon as those unexpected words left his lips.

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

Cursed at ten, Izana Grimshaw grew up feared by others and by himself. The night the curse awakened, destroyed his family and left him believing he was a monster, a belief he carries as a permanent mark of his grief. Now a ruthless mafia boss, he hides his light-sensitive green eyes behind a white blindfold while the curse slowly destroys his health. He distrusts physical contact, recoiling from any touch as if it could harm both him and others. At twenty-six, Izana is forced into an arranged marriage with Leah Gryphon, a woman with a past as dark as his own. She tries to help him survive the curse, but he pushes her away, convinced he deserves nothing but isolation. But as hatred turns to understanding, and understanding to something far more dangerous, Izana must face the truth. Love may be the one thing strong enough to challenge the monster he believes himself to be.

She carried the burden of building an empire on her own. She achieved success and is now revered and feared everywhere she goes. She did, however, run into someone who wasn't from her world years ago, but survived the encounter. And now her name is whispered in the darkness where humans never reside, and the worlds from which she once fled now awaken ancient rules. A duty-bound alpha. A rival who never gives up. And between the two realms stands a queen. Shipments vanish Peace wrapped in illusion, alliances eroded and some shattered. Her dagger arouses and cries for something much above the blood. Even queens lose their balance when fate and power work together.

She hated him for lying to her and kidnapping her. He would burn the world to protect her. “I’d rather die than be owned by you,” I screamed. He approached slowly, his expression cold and unreadable. “You can’t die without my permission.” -------------- Mila Vega, a promising heart surgeon, lived her life on her own terms until she saved a stranger, until she found out the weak and injured man she had brought home was a ruthless devil. Dominic Russo, a mafia king, cold, calculative, untouchable. Mila hated him. She hated him for locking her up, for the way he looked at her as if she belonged to him. ----------- I stepped back as he approached. “You won’t be able to cage me here,” I barked. “I’ll find my freedom.” He sneered, with dangerous light in his eyes. “Try it. You won’t make it past the gate." He didn’t bluff. He wouldn’t let her leave his side, no matter what. Trapped in his dangerous world, Mila should run. But why couldn’t she stop thinking about him? She saw him kill without mercy, yet his eyes softened when they rested on her. His touch was possessive, but protective. ‘Does he love me?’ Her heart raced. In the world ruled by blood and power, with enemies close in from every corner, emotions were luxury. Love couldn’t bloom. Just as she started to wonder if this monster had a heart, she realized his heart was too cold to warm it. She understood she was nothing but his plaything. Mila’s hatred ignited all over again. She wanted to disappear from his world for good. But the man she called a monster, a ruthless killer, might be the only one willing to burn the world to protect her. ------------ He pinched my chin, putting enough force to make me wince. “You will not run again.” I dared to look into his eyes defiantly. “And if I do?” He said in a calm tone. “I’ll bring you back.”

When rival mafia families negotiate peace after years of bloodshed, Elena Rossi is forced into an arranged marriage with Alessandro Moretti — the most feared Don in Europe. The union is meant to seal alliances and end violence. But peace in the underworld is fragile. Alessandro is ruthless, emotionally guarded, and dangerously possessive. He makes it clear their marriage is strategic — nothing more. Yet as Elena navigates life inside his heavily guarded mansion, she begins to see cracks beneath his cold exterior. When a rival family targets her to destabilize Alessandro’s empire, he responds with merciless brutality, proving that while he may not claim to love her… he will destroy anyone who dares to touch her. As obsession grows between them, betrayal emerges from within Alessandro’s inner circle. Elena is kidnapped, triggering an all-out mafia war that reshapes the power balance of the underworld. Rescued but forever changed, Elena chooses to stand beside her husband — not as a victim, but as his equal. She becomes the queen the mafia never expected. Just when the empire finally stabilizes and Alessandro confesses his love, Elena disappears without a trace — leaving behind only a black chess piece and a message that threatens to ignite a new war. Because someone powerful has been watching. And they just made the Don’s biggest mistake.

When Elara’s life is turned upside down by a sudden strategic marriage, she expects control, rules, and a ruthless husband who commands empires without mercy. What she doesn’t expect… is Adrian Laurent. Cold. Calculating. Untouchable. A man whose name alone bends markets across Europe. Their marriage isn’t born from love. It’s forged from power. But from the very first night, Elara refuses to be a silent queen in a golden cage. She challenges him. Questions him. Stands beside him — not behind him. And Adrian quickly realizes… she is not a weakness. She is a force. As hidden enemies begin targeting Adrian’s empire, internal betrayal shakes the foundation of his business. A spy buried deep within his organization exposes how far their mysterious enemy is willing to go. But this war isn’t about money. It’s psychological. Someone powerful is watching. Testing. Waiting. And when Elara becomes the true focus of the mastermind’s attention, their marriage transforms from a strategic alliance into something far more dangerous. Because in a world ruled by power, loyalty is rare. And love? Love is the ultimate vulnerability. In a game of control and dominance, Adrian and Elara must decide— Will they protect each other? Or will the empire burn with them inside it?

No feelings involved—until he became obsessed. ||Mature content|| Desperate to save her mother and escape her father’s debt, Alina signs a sudden contract marriage with Damian Thorn—the powerful heir of the Thorn family. But the man she expected to fear becomes her unexpected protector, spoiling her and tearing down her defenses piece by piece. Alina wanted safety. Instead, she stepped into a world where love is dangerous… And her husband might be the biggest danger of all. Cover by Tieu Man Thau pinterest

Suo Ran’s life changes the day he’s assigned to protect a mysterious scroll one tied to his father’s death and a conspiracy powerful enough to erase lives. Cai Lang, cold and unreadable, should have been just another rival. Instead, he becomes the one person Suo Ran can’t stay away from… until betrayal shatters everything between them. Lian Ziho stands at his side through it all loyal, gentle, and hiding feelings he knows may never be returned. As secrets surface, memories are lost, and enemies close in, Suo Ran is forced to choose between love, truth, and survival. Because the scroll is more than an artifact. It is a curse tied to nine lives and Suo Ran may already be living his last.

Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, I bleed in red, but what about you? Two years ago, Nico made a deal with the devil. To save his family's legacy, he offered himself to Emel—the cold, heartless scion of the city's most brutal syndicate. But promises in the underworld are written in shifting sand. The café burned anyway, and Nico was left with a shattered shoulder, a broken heart, and a debt that shouldn't exist. Now, the collector has come to claim the interest. When Emel's men storm into Nico's life once again, he's given a choice: lose the only thing he has left, or become Emel's pet for ninety days. No pride, and no privacy. Nico is a pretty lion in a cage, battered and bleeding, but far from tamed. He'll sign the contract. He'll walk the halls of Emel's fortress in nothing but shame. But he isn't just there to survive—he's there to find the heart Emel claims he doesn't have, and rip it out. In a game of power where every touch is an insult and every kiss is a command, Nico has to wonder: if he bleeds red for a man who bleeds black, who will be the one left standing when the three months are up?

"Imagine spending your entire life fighting a war, only to realize the enemies you were trying to kill... were the ones who gave you life." Marein’s existence is a beautifully crafted lie. Raised in a home built on secrets and trained to be a pawn in a game she doesn't understand, she lives as a stranger to her own blood. She is bound to a family that isn't hers, trapped in a fate she didn't choose. But as the shadows of the past begin to bleed into the present, a terrifying question emerges: Who are her true parents? And why were they placed on the opposite side of her blade? In this journey of blood, betrayal, and dark revelations, stands Ranzo—the man who refuses to be her brother, yet remains the only anchor in her collapsing world. Will Ranzo lead her to the truth, or is he just another layer of the deception? Dive into a tale of revenge and forbidden bonds, where the ultimate truth might be more lethal than the lies. "What happens when the mask falls, and you realize you've been shedding your own blood all along?"

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ In a city ruled by mafia bloodlines and vampire supremacy, survival is not a right—it’s a privilege that has to be earned. Adrian appears to be just a delivery worker trying to keep his mother alive in a world that devours the poor. But because of his bloodline he knows which streets to avoid, which eyes not to meet, and how to stay invisible. He’s learned that discipline keeps you alive longer than courage ever will. But one wrong hallway changes everything. After witnessing a murder meant to erase a past that refuses to stay buried, Adrian finds himself trapped under the control of Lucian Black—a young, untouchable vampire mafia boss whose power bends technology, territory, and lives with effortless precision. Adrian is not killed. He is kept. What begins as containment turns into something far more dangerous as Adrian proves impossible to break, impossible to discard, and increasingly impossible to ignore. Lucian remains cold, distant, unreachable—yet the longer Adrian exists within his world, the more fragile that distance becomes. In a society where vampires determine rank, loyalty is always bought with blood, and obsession is the deadliest currency of all, being wanted can be worse than being hunted. And some bonds, once formed, were never meant to be escaped. ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ https://discord.gg/F5N7Ut45X. My book's discord server. Hi guys! it’s me again! This is my Cupid’s Quill entry. I don’t plan to pause my WSA book but I’d appreciate if you guys can support this one first for the next one and half month, please support me. I really want this as a career also I’m very much open to suggestions and corrections. Thanks for your love