mafia

Adam is just a simple worker in a small café… or at least that's what everyone thinks. Behind his quiet life hides a dangerous secret. Adam is the missing heir of a billion-dollar empire that disappeared years ago. When Lina enters his life, everything changes. Love, betrayal, and powerful enemies begin to surround him. Now Adam must face his past and protect the woman he loves… before his enemies destroy everything. Sometimes the biggest secret is not who you are… but what you are willing to fight for.

[Female Lead: Little Princess of the Cat Demon Clan] "Get off of me," the man's voice carried a hint of helplessness and restraint. "I won't," the girl shook her head, her arms tightly holding onto the man beneath her. "Be good, I can't sleep like this." "But I always slept on top of you before." "That was different... you're a human now." In Capital City, a decisive, cruel, and cold-blooded mysterious head of the household unexpectedly gets saved by a tiny kitten, hence turning into a devoted slave to the cat, shocking all his subordinates. However, when one day he woke up to find the kitten in his arms had turned into a lovely and soft young girl, the head of the household was dumbstruck. Ask what's going on? Of course, it's a nurture story~ Ask what to do? Naturally, continue to spoil her, just in a different way~ "Young Master, everyone outside is saying that you have some special fetish. Why else would you spoil a cat to such an outrageously lawless degree?" The head of the household declared, "You know nothing, that's my wife." This book is free of stale tropes, with fresh material, and is clean in regards to relationships. [The new book "Mr. Lu Has Made the Blacklist Again" has been released]

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!

Four deadly choices in life: Being a cop in Mexico! Absolute justice here means getting shot, BIUBIUBIU. The protagonist finds himself in the body of a jail guard and discovers that his eyes can see a person's Crime Value! Only by outgunning the criminals can he uphold justice! This prison is called "Plateau Prison", the highest security level in Mexico. At this time, there is a man locked up inside. His name is Gallardo, nicknamed Godfather, one of the founders of the Guadalajara Cartel. If you want to survive, either leave this damned country, or climb your way to the top. Mexico can be bright!

[Warning: This story contains explicit adult content and dark romance themes. It features a strong female lead and a dominant male lead. Expect dangerous plot twists ahead.] slow burn I'm Julie Michael 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

[Warning: MATURED CONTENT 18+] Celeste Vechi has spent ten years living for one thing—revenge. After the Cosa Nostra slaughtered her family before her eyes, she infiltrates the powerful Giordano Mafia family under a false identity, determined to destroy them from the inside. But revenge becomes dangerous when she finds herself drawn to the one man she should hate the most—her husband’s psychotic brother. Excerpts; “We can’t be doing this,” I warn, my breathing coming off more shallow than I’d like. My nerves spike, high on adrenaline, my half-lidded eyes darting around the darkened hallway in alert. “I’m your brother’s wife.” The claws of guilt have never gripped this tight. His silence is ominous. I fear it. His huge frame casts shadows over me, sinful lips leaving goosebumps behind with every trail on my skin. “That can be solved with just one bullet,” he croons, an icy threat lacing his words. Terror seizes my chest; my stomach drops with a sickening plop. Fear grips me as it clicks—he’s not bluffing. He’s capable of doing worse.

“What the hell—?!” Arahan jolted awake. This wasn’t his room. This wasn’t his body. Just hours ago, he had been a 30-year-old professor—one of the youngest lecturers in a prestigious college. An orphan who built everything from nothing. At twenty-five, he had already achieved what many couldn’t in a lifetime. A stable career. Respect. Wealth. A wedding with a beautiful bride from a good family. For once, life had finally begun to smile at him. And then, a drunk rich brat speeding his Thar at 220 km/h from the wrong side of the road. A flash of headlights. A scream of metal. Darkness. Arahan died on the roadside like a stray animal. And the worst part? He knew the culprit would never be punished. Money would bury the case. Power would twist the law. Justice was a luxury for the poor. But what hurt even more was not the injustice. It was a regret. He had lived responsibly. Too responsible. He never dated. Never partied. Never had Sex. Never travelled. Never loved recklessly. Never indulged. He chased stability. He chased respect. He chased a “good future.” And died before he could live. A virgin. A man who never tasted freedom. A man who never claimed what he desired. A man who never enjoyed the forbidden pleasure. But fate was not finished with him. When Arahan opened his eyes again— He was back. This time, he won’t live cautiously. This time, he won’t let power crush him. This time, he won’t die powerless. Wealth. Influence. Pleasure. Revenge. In this life, Arahan will claim everything.

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.

In the shadows of power, blood is the price of loyalty. For thirteen years, Don Leonardo Visalla has ruled the Visalla crime empire with a sharp mind and an iron fist. Behind a mask of wealth and respectability, his family controls everything—construction, pharmaceuticals, assassination networks, and underground clubs. But beneath the surface, tension brews. At the center of it all is Michael Visalla, the teenage grandson of the Don. Brilliant, quiet, and dangerously strategic, Michael is being groomed for something far greater than anyone outside the family could ever imagine. Trained in secret, hardened by expectation, he walks a fine line between boyhood and bloodshed. As Michael navigates a world built on secrets, loyalty, and power, the shadows around him begin to shift. Rumors of betrayal, whispers of war, and moves being made behind closed doors threaten to fracture everything the Visallas have built. The deeper Michael goes, the more he begins to question the legacy he was born into. Is he merely another heir to a blood-stained dynasty—or the one destined to change it forever?

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession..

Ji Hun Min, a rising boxing star, faces an impossible choice: throw the biggest match of his career to save his mother's life, or fight with honor and lose everything. When a photo of him taking the bribe goes viral, his reputation shatters overnight. Now he must fight not just for belts, but for redemption in a world that has already judged him.

"I have someone else. Don't expect a touch, let alone a heart." — Nathan Hayes. "Good. Because you're nothing but a ticket to my freedom." — Elena Brooks. Elena Brooks is the perfect porcelain doll of the elite. To the world, she is the cold, untouchable heiress of the Brooks empire. But behind her designer gowns and "Ice Queen" mask, Elena is a prisoner of her own mind, fighting a crippling anxiety disorder and dreaming of a life far away from her father’s dictatorial shadow. Nathan Hayes is the city’s most dangerous phantom. The invisible heir to a multi-billion-dollar legacy, he prefers the raw violence of the underground boxing rings to the gilded cages of his family’s boardrooms. With ice-blue eyes and a scarred past, he fights not for glory, but to destroy the bloodline that abandoned him. When a high-stakes merger forces them into a one-year contract marriage, the deal is simple: No intimacy. No interference. No feelings. Nathan claims he loves another woman. Elena claims she’ll be bored of him in months. But their architecture of lies begins to crumble when Nathan finds a secret sketch on a basement wall—a flicker of hope in his world of darkness. And Elena realizes that the savage monster who bleeds in the ring is the only person who can see the girl behind the mask. In a world of manipulation and deadly family secrets, can two broken souls survive a marriage built on a lie? Or will the shadows they run from finally tear them apart? "In this game of power, the first one to feel... loses."

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

One signature sold her life away. One look sealed her fate forever. Dr. Seraphina Laurent spent six years scrubbing her father’s sins off her hands. As the daughter of the city’s most notorious mob boss, she became a top surgeon to save lives, not take them. She thought she was safe within the sterile walls of her hospital. She was wrong. When the Laurent empire crumbles in a single night of betrayal, the new King of the Underworld rises from the ashes to collect his due. Kaelen Vane. Ruthless. Lethal. And terrified by nothing—except the sunrise. He doesn't want the Laurent territory. He doesn't want the money. He wants her. "Your father’s debt is thirty million," Kaelen whispers, his skin unnaturally cold against hers. "You are the collateral." Dragged into a world of shadows, Seraphina is forced to become the personal surgeon to the Vane Syndicate. Her job is simple: Stitch up the monsters that rule the night. But Kaelen is different from the others. He moves faster than the eye can see. He never sleeps. And he looks at Seraphina not with lust, but with a haunted hunger that spans centuries. She thinks she is just a prisoner paying off a debt. She doesn't realize she is the reincarnation of the woman he lost five hundred years ago. He is a carnivore waiting to devour her. She is the only one who can handle his blood. In a game of life and death, will the surgeon cut out his heart, or will she be the one to finally make it beat again?

"If you want to kill me, you’ll have to survive me first." On one side, we have Cilian Vane. He is an Alpha to the core, and not just an Alpha. He is a fox-eyed bastard who plays chess with people's lives with a smile. And then on the other side, we have Ren Pierce. He is an Omega slave from a fallen mafia family, and now he has one goal: to live long enough to drive a knife through Cillian’s heart. One wants to tease his captive to death. The other wants to strangle his 'master' to death. In this violent relationship between a lethal Alpha and a defiant Omega, the air is thick with pheromones and hatred. In a house where every 'kind' gesture is a trap, only one will come out on top. What will prevail? Is it love, or hate?

WARNING | EXPLICIT CONTENT| DARK ROMANCE | SMUT | MAFIA| In Paris’s most forbidden club, Elena Rossi insulted the wrong man. Damien Voss—the Phantom, king of the Voss syndicate—collected her father’s three-million-euro debt with her body. One year. His penthouse. His collar. Her defiance. What began as punishment became obsession. He choked the air from her lungs to own her completely. She choked the ice from his heart to save his empire. Now rivals burn his world, bullets fly, and the only thing left to claim… is forever. A dark, filthy, breath-stealing mafia romance where falling for the devil means learning to breathe again.

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.

"You really think you can just hide forever? From them? From me?" "Do you really think we can be together?" she whispered, her voice rougher than she meant. "No. We can't. It just won't work." Zayden tilted his head, his thumb brushing against the frantic pulse under her jaw. "Why?" His voice dropped low, dangerously smooth. "Why can't we make this work, huh?" She swallowed, the movement making her throat press harder against his hand. "Don't forget, You're----" “Say you love me…. Or I’ll fvck that stubbornness right out of you. Bend you over this desk, and make you scream my name until you forget your own." Aylin's face turned beet red. She pushed against his chest forcefully. He didn't move an inch. ***** Aylin Monroe Alston is a brilliant hacker and martial artist with Turkish roots. She can change her identity and her looks as easily as changing clothes. Always staying a step ahead of death, she had been on the run until she crashed into him. Zayden Cole Virelli is a billionaire leading a double life. On one side, he is a successful businessman; on the other, he is a powerful mafia king. Women don’t exist in his world until a runaway hacker crashes into him, capturing his thoughts and refusing to leave his mind. A collision in a dark forest leads to one lie he told and one secret she kept. Now, the most feared man alive wants her, while the woman who can bring down empires with just her keyboard wants nothing to do with him. He’s possessive, she’s untouchable, and they’re both liars. Two worlds collided: a hacker who can take down empires and the mafia king who won’t let her go. Can their love make it through the mess they're about to create, or will one of them get hurt first? WARNING!!!! - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn

Eleni is a girl with a simple life and a failing flower shop. She is drowning in debt, trying to save her sick brother in the dark corners of the city. Ben is the King of Shadows. He is rich, dangerous, and cold. He doesn't want flowers; he wants Eleni’s shop and her delivery routes to move his illegal gold. He buys her debts and gives her a choice: work for him and save her brother, or lose everything and vanish. Now, Eleni must hide gold beneath roses and blood beneath petals. But as she enters Ben’s dark world, she realizes the most dangerous thing isn't the gold—it’s the man who owns her.

"I will Kill for my husband." Her Father's debt signed her fate. A deal that claimed her life. Her freedom was never hers to begin with. Anastasia Carter only ever dreamed of makeup brushes and Hollywood faces. Until her father makes her the currency for repayment. Overnight, her life is traded to Matteo Ramirez, a feared name in the underworld. A shadow cloaked in darkness. Cold-blooded. Untouchable. And now, her husband. She's torn from her shortlived freedom and thrown into a world of guns, bloodstained power and a loyalty that bleeds. She vows to escape, but Matteo is more than a man, he's a storm that pulls her deeper each time she tries to run. The line between hate and desires blurs with every touch, every threat. When secrets unravel and enemies close in, their twisted marriage becomes a battlefield of power, pain and forbidden desires. She was given to a Mafia. Now, will she become one?