mafia

This isn’t a story about vigilantism. This isn’t a story about a disillusioned war veteran finding his way. This isn’t a story about an urban jungle at the start of a new decade. This is a story about violence. How it’s in our nature. Institutions you were told to trust failing people, and their violent reactions to realizing that help was never meant to come. This is a story about Ultraviolence.

Eric, a young college student in crisis, has just dropped out because he can no longer afford the costs. Sitting on the shore of a lonely beach, he watches the waves as he tries to imagine what he’ll do when he returns to his small hometown in the interior of his country. The future seems uncertain, perhaps even hopeless. But everything changes in an instant. Before him, a transparent screen materializes, floating in the air as if cut out from reality itself. On it appears a message impossible to ignore: “Congratulations! You have just been selected for the Midas System.” The text pulses with a golden glow as an explanation appears just below: “The Midas System allows you to exchange ordinary coins for gold coins of the same weight.” Stunned, Eric feels his heart race. Could it be a stress-induced hallucination? A cruel prank? Or the doorway to an entirely new life? The last line of the message appears, simple and direct: “Do you accept becoming part of the Midas System?”

Alya Corginei was raised to survive anything—until the day she’s captured by the one man even her father warned her about. James Carrizo. Italy’s most feared crime king. Brilliant. Deranged. Addicted to control… and now fixated on her. He should’ve killed her. He doesn’t. He keeps her. And the longer Alya is trapped in his blood-stained empire, the more she realizes two things: 1. James knows things about her past she was never meant to hear. 2. The most dangerous part of this captivity isn’t his violence. It’s his obsession. Every threat sharpens her. Every power play binds them tighter. And every secret drags her deeper into a war she never chose, but might not survive without him. When the truth finally hits, Alya has one choice left: Destroy the monster who took her… or join him.

[Warning: MATURE CONTENT! NO RAPE] (I’m too soft for that) After enduring a lifetime of abuse from her family, the last thing Mallory Morrow needs is to be married off to an old man almost thrice her age. So, she came up with a plan. To sleep with someone and get pregnant. She didn’t know that years later, the consequences of that reckless decision would come crashing back into her life. Living as a single mom, completely disowned by her family, raising a son who refuses to speak after some traumatic incident, life was a constant uphill battle. Medical bills kept piling up, and hope was running thin—until her best friend Mara offered her a lifeline. ‘Her cousin needed someone to stop a wedding at all costs. And if she succeeded, she’d be paid 1 million dollars—a sum that could change her life and her son’s forever.’ “STOP THE WEDDING! THAT MAN WAS THE FATHER OF MY CHILD!” But when she bursts into the ceremony, everything goes wrong. She’s crashing her half-sister’s wedding—the same woman who tormented her for years. And the groom who hired her? Venzrich Archeval: the youngest, richest, and most devastatingly handsome billionaire who hates women… and, unbeknownst to Mallory, the father of her child. Haunted by the memory of a mysterious woman he met one night years ago, Venzrich has been searching for her ever since—the only woman who can make him feel pleasure and ignite something he didn’t know existed. And now, fate has thrown her back into his grasp. He’s determined that she’ll never leave his sight again. As Mallory struggles to protect her son from her cruel family, she also has to survive a billionaire who refuses to let her go, whose touch ignites dangerous desires she can’t ignore. “There’s no way I’m letting you go. You’re either mine or mine.” And just like that, they’re caught in a whirlwind of chaos, passion, and a contract as husband and wife—where nothing is safe, nothing is predictable, and everything seems to slip out of her grasp. Can she open her heart again, or will the scars of her past trap her forever? And can she survive the man hiding behind a perfect mask—the devil who wants everything, including her? P.S: If you want an ML who was gentle and actually knows aftercare. Read this.

Desperate to save her mother and escape her father’s debt, Alina signs a sudden contract marriage with Damian Thorn—the powerful heir of the Thorn family. But the man she expected to fear becomes her unexpected protector, spoiling her and tearing down her defenses piece by piece. Alina wanted safety. Instead, she stepped into a world where love is dangerous… and her husband might be the biggest danger of all. Cover by Tieu Man Thau pinterest

Year 2017 from core of the earth a wave of invisible shock was sent to the entire world, known as The Pulse. The Pulse was described publicly as a “deep tectonic resonance event,” a harmless seismic glitch. But the truth: It wasn’t natural. It wasn’t accidental. And it wasn’t the first time. The Pulse is a rare, cyclical phenomenon recorded in hidden texts across multiple fallen civilizations—Sumer, Harappa, Olmec, even fragments in Egyptian priest archives. Every time it appeared, the world changed. Empires rose. Empires vanished. Humanity evolved—quietly. But rulers of old feared the truth: talent could become power, and power could become divinity. So they buried every record. And the cycle repeated. This time, however, the world is too connected to hide what’s coming. Evolution Wearing Human Skin People affected by the Pulse gained “metaphysical-reactive attributes,” or MRA, a subtle reconfiguration of neurons, instincts, and perception. The government calls them metas. But an older name appears in forbidden historical fragments: Paragons. Those who step past human limitation. Abilities don’t manifest instantly. They awaken like instincts you forgot you had: A thought that moves an object A reflex that deflects a blow A sense that predicts danger A whisper of power responding to emotion Abilities are intimate, personal, and deeply psychological—reflecting the person, not biology. The Pulse didn’t give powers. It unlocked dormant architecture in the human mind.

Elijah's life was… normal. Or as normal as life can be when you’re an exorcist-in-training with a knack for angering the dead and setting the demon on a hunting spree. Admitted to one of the prestigious universities, Eli's goal is to study hard and stay away from trouble. But one bad choice changes everything. Dragged into the clutches of a violent syndicate, Eli made a split-second decision. He grabbed the tattooed young man and pressed a knife to his throat, "Come close and I'll kill him." The gang froze in pure terror. Eli didn't see the faint smirk curling on his hostage's lips. Trying to ease his guilt of dragging the innocent bystander into this mess, Eli agrees to let the “poor, traumatized man” stay with him. But Alexei Vetrov isn’t some helpless victim. He’s the heir to the Russian mafia. And now that he’s gotten a taste of his pretty exorcist’s gentleness? He has no intention of letting Eli go. By the time Eli realized the truth, it was far too late to run. Alexei loomed over him, one hand pinning Eli’s cuffed wrists to the mattress as his knee forced his legs apart. His other hand wandered lower, watching in fascination as flustered Eli squirmed beneath him. His dark eyes gleamed with deranged hunger to possess. "Careful now, Solnyshko... You're going to burn yourself before I've had my fill of you." In that moment, Eli understood. He’d provoked a human far more dangerous than demons. Note- Before You Enter… This story wanders through shadowed streets where the dead linger and the living are no less haunted. It contains dark themes: crime, death, spirits that are not at rest, and a love story wrapped in exorcism and gunshots. Read at your own risk — and welcome to the darkness~ Check out my other novel- Accidentally becoming the healer of deranged Archduke. [Complete ✅]

When the target of his destruction is his own love! Can he able to destroy it? Both are smart but have a deviated life story, but what if the intersection itself brings them together?

Lyra Ashford, a young doctor, believed her life with her fiancé, Lucas Arden, was just beginning. But everything changed when Lucas suddenly left to go abroad, postponing their wedding without even asking her. He simply assumed she would wait for him to return. But Lyra, to protect her family, she agreed to marry Rowan Pierce instead—a man she never imagined she could love. At the altar, Rowan made it clear he would not accept a marriage of convenience. He wanted Lyra to choose him freely, not out of obligation.

“He kissed me once… and my world forgot how to breathe.” -------- Elina,med student ,never believed in one-night stands. But heartbreak, alcohol, and a stranger’s dark eyes led to a mistake she couldn’t erase. When she woke the next morning, he was gone leaving only a note. She thought it was over. Until the messages started. Until she found lilies in her room, chocolates on her table, and a masked man whispering her name in the dark. He says she belongs to him. He knows what she craves, what she fears… and what she hides behind her trembling smile. Every night, he gets closer. Every secret she tries to bury, he already knows. Because the truth is that one night didn’t ruin her life. It bound her to him. Forever.

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

At first glance, this seems to be a story about a basketball player striving for the pinnacle of his career and invincibility. However, in reality, Ming You seeks victory not through traditional training and skill development, but through strategies, intrigues, injuries, violence, and murder. Ming You is willing to employ any means necessary to achieve his goal — becoming invincible and a talent in his field, namely basketball. In addition to the brutality required to secure victories, Ming You must contend not only with basketball teams but also with managers seeking maximum profit, as well as investigators and detectives, since murders cannot simply be ignored as Ming You would prefer.

The night that was supposed to be the peak of my life became the night I lost everything. My step-sister Rose stole my achievements. My fiancé chose her over me. My father handed over the company I built with my own hands… to her. And when I finally walked away, broken and exhausted, Karl followed me home—drunk, furious, and ready to destroy what little I had left. One blow to the head was all it took to end Jenna Harvour. At least, that’s what the world was meant to believe. I didn’t die. I woke up drugged, half-conscious, and listening to people decide how to “dispose” of me. I heard Rose’s voice ordering my death to be written off as suicide. I heard doctors bargaining over my body. And when I was finally strong enough to open my eyes, I was greeted by a stranger’s face and a new name forced onto me: Jenna Lorance. They buried my old identity. They held a funeral with my name on it. And I was expected to disappear quietly into this new life they created. But the world doesn’t get rid of me that easily. My unexpected lifeline comes in the form of Damian Black—the heir to the largest mafia syndicate and the last person I ever thought would notice me. He shouldn’t care about a woman like me… yet he’s the only one who looks at me as if he can sense the truth beneath my new skin. Revenge is easy. Escaping him is not. Because once a man like Damian decides you’re his, he doesn’t let go—not even if the whole world believes you’re already dead. _________ Re-upload because I needed to fix first 6 chapters [Warning: Mature Context, R18+]

A mafia king in exile. A hacker with a bounty. A wilderness that could become their prison or their salvation. She’s a ghost in the digital world, brilliant, untouchable, until the day her enemies finally catch up. Bleeding and desperate, she stumbles into a remote cabin in the wild, expecting nothing but rejection. Instead, she finds him, rugged, ruthless, hiding from a past steeped in blood. To her, he looks like a survivalist. In truth, he’s the exiled heir of a mafia empire, a man with enemies as dangerous as her own. He wanted solitude, not complications. Yet the moment he sees her fire, her fear, and her stubborn will to survive, he knows he can’t push her away. But fragile trust can’t last forever. Secrets fester. Betrayals burn. And when the world comes hunting, her pursuers, his traitors—they’re forced into a war neither of them wanted to fight. Now, hunted by the same men who once betrayed him, their lives collide in a storm of bullets, blood, and desire. She may be the key to reclaiming his empire. He may be the shield that saves her life. But together, they’re a target no enemy can resist. Love can endure the war they’re about to start?

"Just give me money and leave me alone!" Nathan’s cold voice echoed through the mansion, his blue eyes burning with frustration as he glared at his five older brothers—and his twin. Alexander, the eldest, only smiled softly. "We’ll give you money… and love. You deserve it, Nathan.” "I don’t need love, for God’s sake!" Nathan snapped, his voice cracking with years of pain. Seventeen years ago, he was the twin they threw away—abandoned because a fortune-teller said his birth brought misfortune. Now that the family finally found him again, they want to make up for everything with affection, luxury, and endless attention… even if it means by force. He never expected the Salazar family to be this crazy. His older brothers protect him, spoil him, and control everything about his life—so much that it might ruin his chance at love and freedom. Nathan only wanted peace. But with five obsessive brothers and a twin who won’t stop smiling softly at him… How will he survive life inside his new billionaire family? *** Note: # FAMILY DRAMA # NO INCEST # CONTAINS LGBT+ LOVE STORY

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?”

“You’ve got the gun pointed at the wrong sister.” –_–_–_– She was supposed to die. He was supposed to pull the trigger. But instead… he claimed her. He made her his wife. Leonardo Greco is cold, ruthless, and feared across nations, the mafia king who destroys everything in his path. But when his enemy’s daughter ends up in his arms, his plans take a dangerous turn. She’s fiery, defiant, and too tempting to kill. When revenge leads him to her doorstep, one mistake changes everything. Now she’s not his victim… she’s his bride. But she refuses to be tamed. Now In a world where love is deadly and loyalty is a weapon, she’ll be the one thing he can’t control. The fire that burns him alive. He made her his. Now she’ll make him regret it. She’ll be his chaos. She’ll be his hell.

"New rule," he growls, rubbing the tip of his cock against my pussy. "From now on, you call me Daddy no matter what. You understand me?" I nod as much as his grip around my neck will allow, my pulse hammering against his palm. "Yes, Daddy." I obey. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Valentino, Raffaele, and Angelo, are the princes of Le Vipere Nere—the most feared Mafia family in Italy. I was just a stripper when Valentino first laid eyes on me. To him, I was supposed to be a fleeting distraction meant for nothing more than a night of passion and sin. But we became so much more. At first I was tangled only in his sheets until his brothers wanted a taste of me. Once they decided I was theirs, there was no escaping. Now I’m trapped between three Mafia heirs who don’t know how to share. They claim me. Worship me. And fuck me until I forget my own name. They make me crave the pain as much as the pleasure. They make me theirs—body, mind, and soul. But the truth is I’m living a lie, and when they discover my secret, this game of lust and obsession might end in blood. Welcome to a story of sin, power, and forbidden desire—where love and hate are separated by nothing more than a single heartbeat.

He read the blasted book once, and now, he's in it?! Elias Quinn never cared for his sister’s obsession with that mafia romance novel. He skimmed it once, remembered a few dramatic plot twists, and moved on with his life. Until he wakes up in the story as a background character. He’s not the 'fated' Omega. He’s not even important. So why is the ruthless Mafia Alpha suddenly obsessed with him? The plot’s gone off the rails. So has the Alpha.

"Now, if you are done, undress and dance for me like a good girl you are." Broke and desperate, Elira signs a contract with the city's youngest billionaire. She must be his romantic partner, whenever, wherever, and however he wants. No love. No promises. Only control. But when sparks ignite and secrets unravel, will they erase the contract? Or write a new one?