mafia

A small fanfiction on the series KinnPorsche...

I was just trying to survive my toxic family when I had the hottest one-night stand of my life. Then I found out he's my new stepbrother. And a mafia don. Demetrio DeLeon is dangerous, controlling, and completely off-limits. He's also the only man who's ever made me feel alive. Every stolen touch is forbidden. Every heated glance could destroy us both. But when his enemies come for me, I discover I'm not just some college dropout caught in the crossfire. I'm the missing daughter of the Russian Bratva's most feared pakhan. The girl whose kidnapping twenty years ago started a bloody war between two mafia empires. And now that war is back, with me at the center. Demetrio says he'll burn the world down before he lets me go. My biological brother Alexei wants to take me home to Russia. And I'm caught between two families, two worlds, and a love so consuming it might just kill us all. Some secrets are worth dying for. This one might cost me everything.

Lily Bennett watched her world burn the night Lorenzo Castellano pulled the trigger. To her, he is nothing but a ruthless killer—the man who murdered her father in cold blood and destroyed the only family she had left. She swore that if she ever stood before him again, it would not be in fear… but in hatred. But fate is cruel. When her father’s hidden debts surface after his death, Lily becomes collateral—sold into an underground auction to settle what he owed. Humiliated and furious, she refuses to break, even as the highest bidders circle her like vultures. What she doesn’t know is that Lorenzo is watching. He lets her be put on display. Lets the bids climb. Lets men believe they have a chance. And then he ends it. With one final, crushing bid that silences the entire room. Mine. To Lorenzo, Lily is the bane of his existence. The daughter of the man who betrayed him. The only woman who looks at him without fear—only blazing hatred. He tells himself buying her is strategy… control… revenge. But the truth is far more dangerous. It’s about the chase. The thrill of pursuing the one woman who would rather die than belong to him. The fire in her eyes when she spits venom at him. The way she refuses to bow, even in chains. He didn’t just buy her. He claimed her. Now trapped in the gilded cage of a mafia king, Lily vows never to forgive him. Never to bend. Never to let him see her break. But Lorenzo has never lost a battle. And this war between hatred and desire might be the most intoxicating one yet. Because in a world built on blood and power, love is the most dangerous weakness of all.

"I told you to stay away from me." He said it like a threat. But his hand was already on her jaw. Five years ago, Mia Harlow signed a contract and stopped believing in love. Her husband was wheelchair-bound, medicated, and fading—or so she thought. She played the devoted wife at galas, lived separately in private, and told herself the arrangement was mercy for both of them. No emotion. No expectation. Just a deal. Then her stepsister stood up in a company meeting and dismantled her in front of forty colleagues. Gold-digger. Fraud. Whore. Three days later, her stepsister was dead. The news calls the killer the Ghost—the most feared crime lord in the city. No face. No name. No witnesses. Mia watches the press conference from her sofa until a silhouette in the background stops her breath. She knows that stillness. That posture. That particular way of standing, like the room already belongs to him. Her dying husband doesn't own a wheelchair anymore. And he's looking at her like a man who's been waiting very patiently to be found.

"I told you to stay away from me." But you didn't listen. And now Dante Hawthorne is looking at you like you're the first thing he's ever wanted that he can't just take. Five years ago, Vivienne Ashford sold herself to save her family from financial ruin. The deal was simple: marry the dying heir to the Hawthorne fortune, play the devoted wife in public, live separate lives in private. No love. No touch. Just a contract. Dante Hawthorne was supposed to be her salvation—a wheelchair-bound billionaire with months to live, too weak to even leave his bed. She would inherit when he died. Her family would be saved. Everyone wins. Except Dante didn't die. For five years, Vivienne has endured her stepsister Delilah's cruelty at the family company, suffered her stepmother's poisonous words, watched her inheritance drained by the family that sold her. She's the "gold-digger" married to a dying man, the joke of high society, the charity case living in a gilded cage. When Delilah publicly humiliates her at work for the final time, calling her a fraud and a whore in front of the entire board, Vivienne breaks. Three days later, Delilah is found dead. The news says the killer was the Ghost—Ashford City's most feared mafia boss. A man no one has ever seen. A man who leaves no witnesses. A myth wrapped in blood and terror. Vivienne is watching the press conference when something catches her eye. A silhouette in the background. A familiar tilt of the head. The way he holds himself. Wait. Her breath stops. Why does he look like— No. It can't be. She rushes home to the Hawthorne Estate, to the medical wing where her husband has been confined for five years. The wheelchair is empty. The bedroom door is unlocked. And Dante Hawthorne is standing. Not dying. Not weak. Standing in a perfectly tailored suit, power radiating from every inch of his six-foot-three frame, dark eyes burning with an intensity that steals her breath. "Hello, wife," he says, his voice no longer rasping and broken but smooth as sin and sharp as a blade. "Did you miss me?" The man she married was a lie. The dying patient was a mask. Her husband is the monster the city fears—and he's been watching her. Waiting for her. Protecting her. Killing for her. "You're... you're him," Vivienne whispers, backing away. "The Ghost. You're—" "Yours," Dante finishes, stepping closer. "I've always been yours, Vivienne. From the moment you signed that contract. From the moment you chose to save your family instead of running. Did you really think I'd let anyone hurt you?" Delilah was just the beginning. Dante Hawthorne is done hiding. He's done watching his wife suffer while he played the invalid. He's done pretending he doesn't own every breath she takes. The contract said five years. Time's up. Now he wants his wedding night. His wife in his bed. His ring on her finger to mean something real.

What happened the moment Yuri vanished from Drew’s house, blood staining his hands? Jay-jay’s world shatters into silence and guilt. Keifer burns with unspoken love and rage he can’t control. Section E’s unbreakable barkada starts cracking under secrets that refuse to stay buried. From midnight searches and heartbreaking confessions to kidnappings, comas, and betrayals that cut deeper than any knife — this is the extreme emotional storm fans have waited for. JayFer endgame. No forgiveness comes easy. No one escapes unscathed. Fan continuation after Chapter 386 (Checkmate). Inspired by eatmore2behappy’s original. Not official. Heavy angst → heart-wrenching comfort → ultimate healing. Buckle up.

Orphan Assassin. Billionaire overnight. Sam stole 2.7 billion in crypto and became the most hunted man alive. Now the Russians who killed his mafia father are back, and they want everything. Including the only girl he’s ever loved. He’ll burn the world to keep her. Even if she learns he’s a monster.

Back in 1960s Hollywood, Connor Hauser woke up to find himself a wounded vet lying in a hospital bed. To continue being a soldier was impossible… Afterwards, he witnessed the rise of the New Wave of Hollywood, when America's entertainment industry began to dominate around the world and the Blockbuster were barely invented. The vortex of desire for money and power, the close relationship between Hollywood, Wall Street and Washington... Most importantly the 1960s was full of beauties and money! Follow the director/media mogul path, he will invest in Media, Theme Parks and Videogames.

What happens when a mafia princess has to beg a man from the deadliest mafia clan to save her clan when her father dies suddenly? Zara, a naive mafia princess, is pampered until her father dies, then things go sour. Sagan, a man she had known twelve years ago when he was warm and friendly, now cold and ruthless. She thinks she stands a chance to soften his heart. Is she wrong or utterly mistaken?

In the neon-soaked streets of Vice City and the sprawling skyscrapers of Los Santos, money buys power, but silence buys survival. Dante Vane, a billionaire with an "Alpha" god-complex and a taste for chaos, stumbles upon the ultimate digital weapon: The Black Protocol. ​This encrypted drive contains the forbidden blueprints of the modern world. It holds the receipts of AIPAC and the Capital Lobbies buying the US government, the CIA’s blueprints for domestic destabilization, and the Mossad’s global surveillance backdoors. ​Instead of selling it or hiding, Dante chooses the most dangerous path: The Viral Apocalypse. He transforms the GTA universe into a global battlefield. Backed by Sia Slay (an elite defector who knows the inner workings of the Shadow Institute) and Big Jax (a man who treats war like a 9-to-5 job), Dante goes to war against the "Invisible Hand" of the world. ​The Stakeholders of the Chaos: ​The CIA: Deploying "Ghost Squads" and black-budget drones to erase Dante from history. ​The Mossad: Engaging in high-stakes cyber-warfare and psychological operations to turn Dante’s allies against him. ​The Lobbies: Using their media empires to label Dante "Public Enemy No. 1," initiating a global "Cancel Culture" campaign backed by military force. ​Standing atop a burning Bugatti in the heart of a war-torn metropolis, Dante broadcasts his crusade live to billions. He isn't just robbing banks anymore—he’s robbing the elites of their secrets. To the government, he is the Antichrist. To the internet, he is a God. ​"They own the laws; I own the trigger. They own the lies; I own the livestream. Let’s see who burns first." — Dante Vane

Most people are born ordinary, but there are always some who, despite being born ordinary, aspire to greatness. From an exploited undocumented worker to the godfather of the dark; From those who obey the rules at the bottom of society, to the emperor behind the scenes who makes the rules; The country belongs to the federation when the sun shines, but it belongs to me when the night falls! "Sometimes, shadows can not only be as vast as light but can even cover it!" "We never extort anyone, every penny we make can pass through our conscience." If someone knocks on your door at night, they either bring my regards or brings the destruction for your arrogance. As for what you will get, it depends on how you choose, my friend!

Yang Fei, who dominated the Underworld overseas, followed his master's arrangements and returned to China for a blind date marriage. He expected to be despised, but instead, he was spoiled by his wife to the heavens. Just married, the two young people, who had never been in a relationship before, strived to coexist harmoniously, being honest with each other and trying to understand and accept one another. Several months into the marriage. Yang Fei: "I suspect my wife has another identity." Qin Yanyang: "Do a thorough investigation for me. My husband is definitely not that simple."

[WSA 2026 Entry] Angel Dellamorte was the adopted son of the previous boss of the Genovese Mafia Family. After becoming the Don, he took the Genovese Mafia Family to new heights, eliminated their competition, and set them on the path to generational success. But just as things seemed to be going great, he was murdered by the jealous children of the previous boss. Yet, instead of ending up in the afterlife, he ended up in a different world, in the body of Caellum Emberlin, the youngest prince of the King of Emberlin, who died unjustly and was filled with resentment. Apologetic to the person whose body he took over and thankful for a chance to live again, Angel vows to achieve the original Caellum's dream and become the heir of the kingdom, while figuring out how and why he was brought to this new world. Unfortunately for him, others have different plans. The Queen is trying to poison him, his siblings want him gone, and a secret organization wants to wipe out not only the Emberfield Kingdom but also wants to take over the world. And for some reason Caellum, somehow becomes entangled in their plot. He finds himself journeying around the world, meeting mythical creatures, rescuing dignitaries, allying with nations that have never been allied before, and becoming more important than just the heir to the throne of a small kingdom. This book will contain adventure, magic, found family, reincarnation, world traveling, mystical beasts like phoenixes, dragons, beast-people, and more. https://www.royalroad.com/profile/913946/fictions

[Male Protagonist] [Venom] [Symbiote Family] [Ghost Rider] [Suspended Ring] [AllSpark] [Death Note] [Slice of Life] [Monogamy] [Peaky Blinders Character Setting—No Canon Plot] Standing before you are: The Minister for Magic of Britain, Hermione Granger. Chief Manager of the Gringotts Main Branch, Gemma Farley. President of the International Confederation of Wizards, Theodore Shelby. High Priest of Egyptian Funerary Rites, Ramos Timayat. Chairman of the Sacred Twenty-Eight Council, Draco Malfoy. Head of the International Auror Office, Neville Longbottom. Secret supporters of the Shelby family: Gellert Grindelwald and Tom Riddle. They are refined, selfish, arrogant, and narcissistic. They are cunning actors, masters of manipulation in the game of power, wealth, and fame. They control elections, play both sides, and rule the world from the shadows. They are Slytherins. They are the Shelby inner circle. They are the true rulers of this world. They pledge loyalty to violence, dictatorship, madness, and glory— To the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, Tiger Shelby! BANG! “I declare you—guilty!” Criminal: Bloody hell, you haven’t even held a trial yet!!! Tiger: Is it really necessary? Ps: Kids grow up, and so do gangsters in suits. Early chapters: pure gangster style; later: gangsters in suits. Full-on mafia vibes, explicit language directly translated into English—thanks for your support! Also known as: “The Proud Godfather and His Sweetheart’s Hogwarts Chronicles”

I'm Julie Michael, I'm 18 I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, I discovered the truth: I wasn’t abandoned by accident. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them. But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Julie stomped the floor with her foot, and agitation was clear in the tone of her voice, which rose slightly as she pointed at my face: "You ran your thumb over your lip! You're hinting to me... hinting that I kissed you!" My composure didn't budge; instead, I tilted my head to the side and looked at her with a gaze shrouded in mischief, then said with utter simplicity: "And what is the problem with that? It was just a kiss." -------------------- She waved her hand with bitter irony: "Are you the one who's going to protect me from him?" I nodded, confirming: "Yes." A low growl escaped her, and she said: "You are worse than him." Then I asked her in a confident tone that made her cheeks burn: "Then why were you burying your face in my chest, with your fingers digging into my shirt?" Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted

Power didn't taste like wine or gold. It tasted like ash. For five thousand years, Lucian Vane has ruled the shadows of Sicily as the untouchable Devil Don—a man whispered about like a curse and feared like a god. But beneath the empire, beneath the wealth and bloodshed, he is nothing more than a king in a graveyard. Cursed by an ancient betrayal, his touch is death itself. Skin to skin, and everything turns to ash. Empires have fallen beneath his hands… but so has every chance at warmth, at life, at something as simple as a heartbeat against his own. He has everything—except the one thing he cannot have. Human touch. Elara Valerius is the opposite of everything he is. Where his world burns, hers is empty. A Null. A void. A woman untouched by magic—and untouched by feeling. Raised without emotion, she moves through life with cold detachment, untouched by fear, love, or pain. So when she is offered in place of her sister to settle a deal with the Devil Don, she accepts without hesitation. Not as a sacrifice… but as someone who has nothing left to lose. She walks into his domain not to survive— but to finally feel something. Even if it’s death. But death doesn’t come. When Lucian’s lethal hand closes around her throat, the world does not crumble into dust. Instead, something impossible happens— The curse breaks. For the first time in five millennia, Lucian feels a heartbeat beneath his palm. For the first time in her empty existence, Elara feels fire. What binds them is not salvation. It is addiction. Their touch becomes a dangerous hunger—one that drags Lucian closer to obsession and awakens something fragile and dangerowithin Elara. But the truth carved into her very bones threatens to destroy them both. Because Elara is not just the cure to his curse. She is the blood of the woman who destroyed him. And the closer they get, the more the past begins to rise from the grave—bringing betrayal, vengeance, and a fate that was written in blood long before they were ever born. In a world where touch means death, they are the only exception. But some curses were never meant to be broken. And some loves were never meant to survive.

"Papa!" I lunged for the door, but Marco, Papa's security chief grabbed me by the waist stopping me from going in. "No, Miss Iris! Don't." Too late. I'd already seen inside. My father, the king of New York's second-largest crime syndicate, Domenico Russo, who’d raised me by himself after Mama died and who had taught me how to stand strong in a world of monsters, was spread out behind his desk in a spreading pool of blood. So much blood. "No, no, no…" I tore out of Marco's grip and fell to Papa's side, my knees snapping on the marble. The blood was hot and foul;soaking through my dress instantly warm and obscene. "Papa, please breathe. Please stay."

Immortal Lo, Oslo was a troublemaker with nothing to lose until his sister died in mysterious circumstances. Now, he’s a quiet wanderer known only as Immortal Lo in the underground. He drinks to forget, fights to survive, and roams the neon-lit streets of Noctis Bruxel like a ghost searching for purpose. When a secret society invites him to an illegal fight tournament, Oslo feels conflicted until he discovers they are the ones who killed his sister. With just a trinket around his neck and a fist that always lands, Oslo accepts to join the tournament not for fame or glory but for revenge. No rules. No friends. No second chances. And only one promise: *no killing the other drivers.*

He’s her one shot at freedom. She’s his only chance to believe in love. But falling for each other might get them both killed. After seven years as Scott's best friend, Stacy drops a bombshell: she’s leaving New York for an arranged marriage to Luca Cattaneo, the heir to one of America’s most feared mafia dynasties. Only then does Scott realize he’s been in love with her all along. A stolen kiss changes everything. painting a target on Scott’s back when it's aired on live TV. To protect him, Stacy activates a dead man’s switch seven years in the making and defies her father, Don Angelo Luciano, the most powerful mob boss in the country. But Don Angelo doesn’t forgive. And he never lets go. Scott, haunted by his past and terrified of love, stands by Stacy anyway. His quiet loyalty and fierce love crack the walls around her heart. For the first time, she dares to imagine a future outside her family’s bloody legacy. But the mafia plays a long game. When her father outsmarts the savant mafia princess, Stacy begs Scott to walk away. Instead, he sacrifices everything to go on the run with her. As starcrossed love battles legacy and their lives hang in the balance, one question remains: can Stacy outrun the empire she was born to rule or will it destroy them both?