mafia

On her eighteenth birthday, Misty Bonnet had only expected cake, laughter, and a late-evening cycle ride home. She never expected a man watching her from behind the VIP glass wall—whose eyes followed her with a quiet, unsettling certainty,who will kidnap her later. ⚠️This contains violence and dark themes.

In a debt-crushed rural corner of China, jade miner Touming drowns under crushing loans: 12.8 million won in personal debt and a staggering 165.8 million won family curse stretching back six generations. Hounded by four ruthless loan sharks and six mafia-connected gangs demanding monthly blood money, he scrapes by smuggling tiny jade fragments from brutal 12-hour mine shifts. One desperate night, after selling everything he owns to meet a payment and still arriving two minutes late, enforcers beat him to the edge of death. As life fades on a filthy alley street, an ancient jade-bound system awakens inside him—granting supernatural sight through solid rock and uncanny 999+ luck in uncovering priceless jade veins.

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!

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."

The strongest special forces unit 'Reversed Dragon' has a legendary tale. Reversed Dragon possesses a powerful super-weapon known as 'Dragon Blade'! Once 'Dragon Blade' is activated, it can resolve any crisis. I am the weapon! I... am that weapon!

The old books say _Caelum_ is the vault of heaven — silent, distant, indifferent. Elodie died beneath it. The afternoon sky hung so perfectly blue it felt like mockery. Aysal wasn’t there at the time. First time she was late to reach her own palace and by the time she reached there, the _Caelum_ had already taken her best friend and given nothing back. Not even a hint. A year later, Aysal returns. Not a hero. Not a vigilante. Just a girl hollowed out by a grief that won’t end. The police have a closed file. The town has new gossip. The sky — the cursed, beautiful _Caelum_ — still arches over everything, unchanged. She doesn’t want revenge. She wants peace. But some secrets are meant to burn and they required someone to start the fire. So Aysal listens to the whispers of Caelum. For a sign. For permission to become what she has to become. Because some voices only speak after the heavens stay silent. _Whispers of Caelum_ is a psychological thriller story about love of friendship, agent friend, loss of love ones, world of criminals and the violence we inherit when the world refuses to mourn with us. The story of two friends who lost each other in accident but story take turns and become more interesting when Aysal returns with the secrets only she knows, the betrayel of her friend who died with every true emotion that she wasn't able to show to Aysal. . They called it _Caelum_: the heavens, the eternal, the keeper of souls. But it didn’t keep Elodie. It rushed her. Twenty years of life reduced to a whisper in Aysal lap, under a sky that had existed for billions of years and wouldn’t spare her one more minute. Elodie's s lips moved. She want to say something Aysal bent over and press her ears close to listen carefully but she can't make words. A sound, shaped like Latin, maybe. Like something from church. Or a dream. Elodie try again and she whispered while grasping irregularly to her lost breath: _“Whi... pers... cal...”_ something. Aysal shook her head, frantic. _“Don’t. Don’t talk. Stay with me, ambulance here,I am here,Elodie . Stay, stay with me.”_ But Elodie breathing was slowing down. Aysal tried to talk to her but her surrounding was replaced by silence and nothing. From afar the sirens of ambulance are coming closer but Aysal knows that she lost her. She lost her only friend, she lost her only love one who truly understand her. And the Elodie's last words— whatever it was — got swallowed by Aysal's own screaming. By the sudden trauma, sudden silence or the awful quiet remain behind.

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.

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.. [Two dimension+ Slow burn + Villain In love + clumsy funny fl + mystery + tons of plot twist + Roller coaster ride] Reminder - NOT YOUR TYPICAL MAFIA ROMANCE

"Fro the love of money is the root of all evil" Seven mercenaries from across Asia are deployed into Zarakhanda—a nation already collapsing under a silent war between global superpowers. What begins as a simple extraction mission turns into a death trap when they are cut off, hunted, and forced to navigate a battlefield controlled by rival militias… and foreign intelligence agencies pulling the strings. As alliances fracture and truths surface, the team realizes they were never sent to rescue anyone.

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

"You want to be in the same room," Cassian drawled slowly, "While I fuck another woman?" Cixi thought about the contract she wrote herself, a smile pulling on her lips as she turned to face him. "Absolutely." Some might think she was mad. To be truthful, Cixi didn't think she was quite sane either. Her drive to live had been mangled and left in tattered pieces, so what else was she to do but find a reason to keep breathing again? Her life had been hell, and it had shown her that only the devils got to be happy, while everyone else burned. And since she wasn't a devil, she just needed to make a contract with one... A billionaire mafia boss who was a walking sin, feared and revered, and had more power than he knew what to do with it? He will do. Dear Readers, Here are the goals for Powerstone contributions to get extra chapters. 40 Powerstones—1 extra chapter 60 Powerstones— 2 extra chapters 80 Powerstones—3 extra chapters 100 Powerstones—5 extra chapters Thank you for your enthusiasm and engagement!

Journee, an NYPD officer and Archer, an FBI agent are after a common mafia boss, but they don’t know it. They cross each other’s path at every corner and involuntarily destroy each other chances to make a case against him. Each unknowingly keeps sabotaging the other. If they get a chance, they will kill each other. Finally, they decide to work together to put him behind bars and… fall in love.

Aboard the luxury spaceship, Omegas are forbidden. Rebellious Omega Lirien is caught by the ship’s ruthless Alpha captain, Vael Korren. One breath of Lirien’s sweet scent shatters Vael’s iron control. What begins as interrogation turns into forbidden touches, risky public encounters, and burning heat that neither can resist. As Lirien’s suppressants fail and his body begs to be claimed, the defiant Omega slowly learns to submit… and to plead for the Alpha’s knot. “I know,” Lirien said, voice shaking. “We just met… and part of me is scared. But the heat… it’s so strong. All I can think about is how empty I feel. I just want… I need something inside me. Please.” Will Vael ruin him? Or will their dangerous secret set the stars on fire? 18+ Omegaverse • Explicit knotting • Heat/rut • Possessive Alpha • Begging Omega • Zero-gravity spice • Public risk.

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...

"They treated her like a toy. She became the Master." In a world of cold boardrooms and ruthless empires, Elena vane is a name spoken in whispers. She is the "Ice Queen" who appeared out of nowhere to dismantle the city’s elite. She doesn't want a crown—she is building her own, piece by bloody piece. Elena has buried her heart and replaced it with a blade. Every business move she makes is a step toward a reckoning that no one sees coming. She entered the arena expecting enemies to crush, but she didn’t expect a predator who would rather worship her than fight her. Alex Valois is the undisputed King of the corporate world—a man who knows no mercy. To Sofia, he is the ultimate rival to be defeated. To Alex, she is the only mystery worth solving, a goddess whose cold eyes hold a fire he’s never seen. As elena prepares for her final act of revenge against a past that refuses to stay buried, she realizes the most dangerous man in the city might be her only salvation. The King has met his match. The hunt for the truth has just begun. [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 18+] This story contains dark themes, including violence, revenge, and mature romantic situations. Reader discretion is advised.

18+ Restricted Content: Explicit sexual content, power imbalance, high emotions, and morally grey characters. One stolen wallet. One little girl screaming “Daddy!”. One alpha mafia lord who never lets debts go unpaid. After catching his cheating ex selling him out, male omega Shin Seoha loses everything in a single night: his home, his inheritance, his pride. Desperte to survive the night, he steals from the first well-dressed stranger he sees. That stranger is Kang Taesan; CEO of Mountain Atelier by day, ruthless underworld captain by night. Instead of accepting an apology, Taesan offers Seoha a deal: repay the black card debt by working under him, at his company, at his side, and move into his penthouse to play daddy to the daughter who refuses to let Seoha go. It’s only until the debt is cleared, only until the child stops crying and only until Taesan decides he’s had enough that it ends. But debts grow, and Seoha is only starting to learn just what he has been pulled into, it's a world where secrets can kill and the ex who betrayed Seoha isn’t done yet. What started as punishment turns into possession. What started as survival turns into surrender. Because mountains don’t forgive. They claim. And Taesan has no intention of letting his little thief escape.

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.”

After the battle with the King of Curses, Ryomen Sukuna, the Strongest Sorcerer of Today, Gojo Satoru was defeated. As he dreamt of Geto one last time, he drifted off into eternal rest, but instead found himself in 2013, Yokohama. There was no Cursed Energy, no Curses and no Jujutsu High. After causing trouble nearby, the government's lapdogs for all things supernatural, SPID, took him in. Gojo becomes a reluctant agent in a city full of gangs, black markets, religious fanatics, supernatural conspiracies, and escalating disappearances. Hugely inspired by K-Project, Durarara!!, Project Moon, and SCP. Expect irregular updates and stuff due to life. keep on dreaming, den- gojo [no romance, no pairings, mystery and shit] [themes and such] t-thank you... jujutsu kaisen jujutsu kaisen? because um... you were using jujutsu, and kaisening oh yeah i do not own the artwork, its by 1729shun crossposted on ao3, wattpad, and scribblehub

Warning: Contains sexual content. I opened my mouth to scream, to beg, but my voice came out as a desperate rasp: "Please... don't leave me like this... finish it..." In that moment, while my body was burning with anticipation, I felt something entirely different. It wasn't the touch of his fingers this time, but a piercing cold that shocked my heated skin at my neck. It was a piece of ice, held skillfully between his lips, trailing with agonizing slowness down toward my chest. The contrast was terrifying and maddeningly arousing; the freezing ice making my pores constrict, followed immediately by the heat of his warm lips chasing the trail of the melt. I could hear the wet friction of his fingers inside my pussy and the sound of him suckling my breast. I felt as though my body was no longer mine; I was merely a mass of ignited nerves at his mercy, starving for him to end this torture and fill me completely with his entire being. But this time he drew closer until his scorching breath hit my ear, and he whispered in a hoarse voice dripping with lust: "Do you want me to put my dick inside you?" I didn't hesitate for a second; my body was screaming for it. "Yes... I want it." I felt the hot head of his dick touch the opening of my pussy. He began to tease it, sliding up and down, gliding easily due to the heavy wetness that drenched me. ----------- In just one night, everything changed. I gave myself to a mysterious stranger, A man whose face I have never seen but whose touch I could never forget. Now, I am pregnant, and the scandal threatens to destroy my family’s reputation in our small town. To cover the "shame," my family rushed to marry me off to a depraved old man. But on my wedding day, the church doors didn't just open they were shattered. A cold-blooded killer stormed the ceremony and put a bullet through my groom’s head before he could even touch me. I was kidnapped and whisked away to a private, fortress-like island where I finally met my captor. It turns out, the "stranger" from that fateful night wasn't just anyone. He is one of the most dangerous men in the underworld the Mafia Devil. And he has come to claim the only thing he values more than power: His unborn heir. "You belong to me now," he whispered against my skin. "And no one dead or alive will ever take what is mine." ----------------- #MafiaRomance #DarkRomance #SecretBaby #PossessiveLead #Kidnapping

Alexei, a transmigrator reborn as the Tsarevich of Imperial Russia, carrying the memories of lives shaped by hardship and survival. Thrust into a world of court etiquette, political tension, and looming upheaval, he must learn to navigate his new identity while quietly preparing for what lies ahead. As he adapts to imperial life, Alexei begins a dangerous journey of self-discovery, blending past experience with the realities of a changing world in order to survive. Author's note: Story about Alexei Nikolaevich Romanov - SI Alternate history - Alexei Nikolaevich Romanov was born as the first child of the Tsar. This story won't go into details about history. But there will be some that will be included in the story. This is a dark tone story. You have been warned. Disclaimer: All historical figures, countries, locations, and events portrayed in this work are products of fiction and are not intended to mirror real-world counterparts. Any viewpoints or statements expressed by the narrator or characters are purely fictional and should not be interpreted as the author’s own.