mafia

I thought I was chasing his elder brother but end up falling for his younger brother my enemy.

Rowan Byrne has spent his entire life as the Byrne Syndicate’s shadow .quiet, lethal, and invisible by design. Known within the family as the Ghostman, he does the work no one else can stomach and asks for nothing in return. Nothing , ....except the one thing he can never have. Elena Venturi. She’s the younger sister of the Venturi Don in Florence, intelligent, guarded, and raised to understand power long before love. Rowan saw her once, years ago, and never truly let her go. From a distance, from silence, from obsession. When a strategic alliance between the New York Whelan Syndicate and the Venturi family demands a marriage to seal it, Rowan assumes it will be anyone but him. Instead, Elena is promised to his younger brother—clean, charming, acceptable. The kind of man Rowan was never meant to be. Bound by loyalty and suffocating restraint, Rowan watches as the only thing that ever mattered to him is handed to someone else for the sake of power. Elena, unaware of the storm circling her life, steps into a world where every smile hides a blade—and every decision has consequences. As alliances tighten and secrets rot beneath the surface, obsession collides with duty. Love becomes dangerous. Loyalty becomes deadly. And the man who was never meant to want anything may finally decide that some things are worth burning an empire for.

I witnessed a murder. That was my mistake. The man who stepped out of the shadows that night didn’t just silence the alley—he whispered my name like it belonged to him. Alessandro De Luca is ruthless, untouchable, and feared in every underworld circle. He says he’s been looking for me for years. I don’t remember him. I don’t remember my past. And I definitely don’t remember loving him. But he looks at me like I once shattered his world. Now I’m trapped in his mansion, surrounded by secrets, lies, and a war I never knew I was born into. They say I’m not who I think I am. They say my real name could start a bloodbath. And Alessandro? He's never letting me go.

Lorelai is nothing more than a maid in the powerful Draven household until the family forces her into a marriage alliance with their bitter enemies, the Varkis clan. Rather than sacrifice their own daughter, the Dravens send Lorelai as a disposable scapegoat to seal the uneasy truce. The Varkis family, unaware she is only a servant, believes she is the woman who nearly killed their heir. From the moment she arrives, Lorelai faces cold hostility and open suspicion. When an assassination attempt leaves her with amnesia, she wakes in enemy territory with no memory of her true identity or the danger she’s in. Trapped in an unfamiliar world of suspicion and secrets, Lorelai must now decide whom to trust and whom to fear before the truth catches up and destroys her.

"Y..you are not...aahh.. my husband... uhmm..who are y...you? stay away... ", Liang said. He used his strength to remove the unknown alpha from his body. The alpha made Liang mess on the bed while leaving his body weight over him. His strong and dominant alpha pharamons made Liang feel dizzy. Liang's eyes were half closed, he wasn't in senses as he was drugged. The alpha kissed him and left marks on his body. He was inside him and kept thrusting him like an animal. Liang could understand that the alpha wasn't his husband. He was in pain. "Cheng... where are you?", Liang said in a lazy voice. He wanted to shout but he couldn't do it. The alpha captured Liang's upper lip and sucked him with pressure by pulling the lip inside his mouth. Liang was getting breathless. He looked at the ceiling with his wet eyes. His body didn't have enough strength to push the alpha away. "C..Cheng..", Liang said in his cracking voice. He held the alpha's shoulder and tried to push him. "Call me daddy!", Finally the alpha said in his deep dominant voice. Again he thrusted deeply and pinned both his hands on the bed. "Ah...", Liang groaned in pain and slowly he closed his eyes. What Liang will do when he will found that his husband tricked him and sold him to a mafia king? How will the mafia king Wang Yuhang treat Liang? This story contains adult content, angst, forced relationship, emotional breakdown, betrayal power and conspiracy. I hope you will enjoy this story.

[Warning R18+ Mature Content] In her previous life, Aria was the devoted fiancée of Lucas, the golden boy of the entertainment industry. She gave him her resources, her fame, and her heart, only to be betrayed. He cheated on her with her "innocent" stepsister, Bella, stole her inheritance, and left her to die in a cold mental hospital. When Aria opens her eyes again, she is back in the hotel room on the night she was drugged and ruined. But this time, she doesn't run into the trap. Instead, she stumbles into the forbidden penthouse suite—and into the arms of Damien, the terrifying tycoon and Lucas's uncle who holds the entire city in his grasp. He is dangerous, ruthless, and plagued by a violent, agonizing nerve disorder that drives him to the brink of madness. No doctor can cure him... except Aria. Seeing a chance for the ultimate revenge, Aria suppresses her fear and presses her thumb against the lethal pressure point on his neck. "Mr. Damien, I can stop the pain. In exchange… marry me." From rejected fiancée to the untouchable "Little Aunt," Aria uses her new status and medical mastery to crush her enemies in the showbiz world, all while managing a contract marriage that is quickly becoming dangerously real. *** Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887

A boy burdened by trauma and overwhelming stress seeks refuge in a silent library, hoping to escape his own thoughts. But in a single, unexplainable moment, reality fractures. When he opens his eyes again, he is no longer in the library. He has been pulled into a fantasy world—beautiful, dangerous, and painfully alive. There, he meets a woman who feels strangely familiar, as if she knows the wounds he has never spoken aloud. As they journey together, the line between illusion and truth begins to blur. But every fantasy has a price. Will the boy find a way back to reality? And if he does… will he still be the same person who entered the library? Some illusions heal. Others shatter you forever.

He was forbidden. My brother's best friend. Also the most dangerous man in the country. And I signed myself over to him. Leah Thorne had one rule: stay away from Dimitri Valentino. It shouldn't have been difficult. He was ruthless, feared, and devastatingly beautiful in the way that only truly dangerous things are. The kind of man who owned nightclubs, commanded armies, and made grown men weep with a single look. The kind of man her brother Mike trusted with his life. The kind of man she had absolutely no business wanting. But one shattered marriage, one bottle of whiskey, and one catastrophically bad decision later, Leah wakes up in Dimitri's bed with a signed contract on the nightstand and six months of her life no longer her own. Her body. His rules. No exceptions. The contract is iron-clad, the penalty clause suffocating — fifty million dollars she doesn't have. And Dimitri Valentino, the Wolf of the Italian underworld, has absolutely no intention of letting her go. He says he'll ruin her for other men. He's not lying. Because beneath the cold control and the thousand-dollar suits is a man who has wanted her for seven sinful years — who has memorized the curve of her smile, the sound of her laugh, and exactly how to take her apart piece by piece until the only word left in her vocabulary is his name. Eve came to him broken, looking to feel wanted. She never expected to feel owned. She never expected to love it. Six Months Contract With The Mafia God is a scorching dark romance about forbidden hunger, dangerous obsession, and the catastrophic moment a good girl stops running from the wolf who has always been hunting her. Some contracts change everything. Some men are worth the fine print.

He never expected to become payment for his cousin's debt. But now Celia has two choices: find a way to pay back the Don, or escape with his family before it's too late. There's just one problem. The Don doesn't want his money. He wants him—a toy to be used and discarded. And the more Celia fights, the more the man holding his chains seems to enjoy the chase. Every glare burns. Every touch, he feels still lingers. And somewhere between hatred and heat, Celia starts to wonder... What if falling for my enemy is the most dangerous thing to do... before he kills me?

[R-18] [Darkest] In the rotting husk of a world where cities burn under atomic skies and power is measured in blood and blackmail, Draxton is owned by the Krossvales — seven orphaned brothers raised by a sadistic father into gods of violence. They deal in weapons, fear, and broken bodies, profiting from every war while the rest of humanity chokes on ash. Vernon Krossvale is their blade: 6'2" of scarred, combat-hardened muscle, long dark hair framing a face carved from stone and rage, coat always open over a bare, slashed torso. He kills without blinking, feels nothing when he does — until the night a girl sees him gut a man in the forest with brass knuckles and pull out his intestine. Vernon's death gaze falls on her. She runs. He smells her fallen handkerchief. And something inside him — long dead — wakes up. Ira Royvane never wanted Draxton. She came for survival, not salvation. But that night branded her. She was never meant to survive the gaze that pinned her in the dark — eyes that saw her to the bones. Vernon haunts every sketch she draws — his bloodied hands, his shadowed eyes, his lethal beauty. When the Krossvales seize her school through threats and terror, turning classrooms into their personal hunting ground, Ira becomes prey in their empire of cruelty. The Krossvales violate the girls the way wolves tear meat from still-kicking prey—playful, tearing, taking turns. Any brother, father, boyfriend who bares teeth in defense is dragged down and opened from throat to groin. While innocence bleeds—the monsters laugh . Vernon watches — always watching — helpless against Kai’s insanity and his own buried guilt. Until the day Ira crashes into him again, body pressed to his fever-hot skin, and for one heartbeat the monster feels something worse than emptiness: need. The man who has never wanted anything now wants one thing above all: her. Not to destroy. Not to possess. To shield. To keep. To feel something other than guilt and emptiness for the first time in his ruined life. In a city where mercy is suicide and love is the deadliest sin, a monster begins to question his chains — and a girl begins to wonder if the nightmare who haunts her drawings might be the only one capable of saving her from the rest of the monsters . **My Monster Man** — A raw, obsessive dark romance of guilt that bleeds, trauma that scars, forbidden desire that burns, and the fragile, dangerous hope that even the blackest heart can still protect the soul it was never meant to touch. [Contains dark themes and graphic violence. Reader discretion is advised.]

she thought after graduation it’d be boring, like blazers and deadlines and maybe shitty coffee. not… this. not waking up next to someone who could buy a whole city just because he felt like it. fate probably packed its bag, booked a one-way flight, and said “good luck, babe,” because what kind of joke is marrying the man everyone whispers about but no one’s actually seen? he doesn’t talk much. he doesn’t need to. the room bends around him, and somehow she’s the idiot standing there pretending she’s not scared. he’s cold, or that’s what she tells herself, until he’s not. until the smile looks like danger and the touch feels like a threat dressed up as affection. and maybe it’s love. maybe it’s something uglier. maybe it’s both, tangled so tight she can’t tell which is choking her first. either way, there’s no running. not from him. not from what he is. Welcome to Lords of Obsession. Where love doesn't bloom. It bleeds. --- THE HUNTER LORDS OF OBSESSION BOOK ONE

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.

Amelia Clarke might have been the curvy, nerdy girl who was constantly bullied and mocked by everyone, but she still won the heart of the Quarterback King. Oliver Lambert. But her happily ever after came to an end too soon. After four years of keeping their love affair a secret, she finally discovered that Oliver was not the man she thought he was. It turned out that he was the heir of the Morton Group and the next Mafia Don. Moreover, he was already engaged to a famous heiress. Now, Oliver’s father, the current Mafia Don, wanted her out of the picture. And he would do anything to finish the job. Leave Oliver, or he would make her and her family’s lives miserable. Give up the custody of her child, or the child would not see the light of day. Amelia tried to seek Oliver’s help, but the misunderstanding between them, plus Maximus manipulations, had already caused irreparable damage to their relationship. Left desperate and with no other option, she tried to run away with her family so she could protect her child. But the accident happened, taking the lives of her parents and unborn child. But was it really an accident? Left with nothing but a broken heart, she moved away. What started with love eventually turned to hate. What was once a promise of forever became a hunger for revenge. For six years, she lived with only one thing on her mind. To make her ex and his family pay. Motivated by vengeance, she returned as a completely different person. Amelia Clarke was dead. The chubby nerd was no more. In her place, Sophia Maddison was born. A famous supermodel and a promising entrepreneur. Her first agenda. Infiltrate the Morton’s business. Seduce the new Mafia Don. Oliver Morton. Marry him. Then, take everything that mattered to him. His business, his family, and even his child. *** [Warning: Mature steamy content, moderate violence, and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.

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.

Devoted and hopeful in a three-year loveless marriage, Selina believed she would finally secure her husband Zane Kaius’s affection — or at least his attention — the moment she revealed her pregnancy to him. But everything shattered in a single night when Zane told her she was unfit to have a family with him. Only then did she realize she had been nothing more than a pawn all along — while he continued choosing another woman over her. A rebuffed wife with no identity. Betrayed and heartbroken, Selina decided to keep her little secret from Zane. She was determined to protect and raise her child alone, while reclaiming the life she had slowly lost. She wanted a divorce. Yet the same man who once rejected her now clings to her, unwilling to let her go at any cost. This time, however, Selina is no longer the woman who allows herself to be trampled on. .... _Except_ "What if there was already a child?" Selina's voice was small, desperate, stopping him in his tracks. "Wouldn't you give us a chance? I don't want a child to grow up in the shadows, Zane. Not like I did." "Then get rid of it," he declared, not turning around."Let me be clear, Selina: you will never be the mother of my child. Not now. Not ever."

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?

Evelyn Walters was the perfect heiress, until one reckless night with her father’s greatest enemy ruined everything. Pregnant, disgraced, and cast out of the Walters family, she left with nothing but her unborn child. Years later, she's survived. But as a single mother, the life she built was fragile until the man from her past discovered the truth. Now he wants her and his son. But how can Evelyn trust the father of her child... when he's also the enemy of the man who raised her? **** Excerpt: "B-Boss... the woman you slept with that night... she wasn't the supermodel the company just signed," Dylan stammered, his voice trembling. Axel's brow furrowed even further. He tried digging through the hazy, alcohol-soaked memories of that night.  Of course, he remembered the party. He remembered the whiskey. But the woman? Nope. His brain served up a blank slate. "Who was she?" Dylan swallowed. "The first daughter of William Walters." "Cough! Cough!" Axel coughed violently, his face turning red and eyes wide with shock. He never thought that woman would end up in his bed.  --- Curiosity won, as always. Evelyn grabbed the remote and hit the power button. The screen lit up, and her jaw dropped. Her eyes went wide, as if the Grim Reaper himself had just stepped out of the TV to ask for her phone number. “What the…? Why does my personal source of misery pop up the second I turn this thing on?” Because there he was, Axel Knight, gliding out of his luxury car like some corporate deity on his way to a business banquet. Evelyn scrambled for the remote to turn it off, but of course, fate had other plans. Axel turned to the camera and gave a casual wave, acknowledging the paparazzi vultures lined up outside. She hated to admit it, but the man looked sinfully good in his signature black suit and high turtleneck, his sleek black hair framing a face that could stop traffic and quite possibly her breathing. Then, suddenly, her stomach clenched. Her hand instinctively rubbed her flat belly. “Little tenant, did you just say you recognize him?”

“I hear you would do anything for the right price. If that's the case, then I would like to hire you. How much would you charge?” - Daniel Park, aka Fenrir, knew his reckless decision to earn money would bite him in the ass one day. He just did not expect it to happen so soon. After finally running away from the mafia, all Daniel needed to do was repay his debt to the ‘Den.’ Once he did, he and his brother would be free to live their lives. What he failed to account for was the obsession of the Alpha who had been obsessed with him from a young age. Daniel might have escaped the Den, but he was never able to run away from it. At least, not while the Young Master still had a hold on him. __________ “See, I told you that we are made for each other. No matter where you run and no matter what you do, you will always come back to me. After all, you became an omega because of me, and I became an alpha for your sake.” Young Master Ivan’s sinful voice sounded like melted lust. There was no reasoning with an alpha in rut. In the end, no matter how much Daniel suffered and how far he tried to run, he was bound by the dark obsession of an alpha standing at the top of the food chain. He never had a choice to run in the first place. __________ R18, Smut, Omegaverse, BL, Yaoi, Possessive, Alpha, Dark, BDSM…I don’t want to tag more…

For Kiara, life was supposed to be peaceful until one fateful day when she was told she had two years of her life left to live. Faced with this harsh reality, she decided to fly back home. On the day she returned, she met Fionn. Fionn Clarkson, a man detached from love and marriage, is faced the dilemma of getting married in a month's time or else lose his CEO position in his father's company. Fueled with a spark of attraction and with so much to lose, he proposed marriage to Kiara. Kiara didn't ask for all this; she just wanted to enjoy her last days on earth. And so, she immediately rejected the arrangement. But with Fionn's persistence, she agreed to the marriage anyway. After all, she had just a fraction of her life left. However, Kiara realised she had a lot to lose when she found out she got herself into something darker. At the moment, her life was not only threatened by her illness but also by the dangers that came with being the wife of Fionn Clarkson. What will happen when the two fall in love? And what will happen when Fionn finds out about her illness?

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ 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