Mafia LGBTQ+ Web Novels & Age Gap Stories

Kian Reyes buries his father, he expects grief. He doesn't expect two men in suits at the funeral, quietly informing him that his father died owing a debt too large to imagine, to people too dangerous to refuse. The debt belongs to Dario Contes—the coldest, most feared man in the city's underworld, and the only person who can make it disappear. Dario doesn't forgive debts. He collects them, in whatever currency he chooses. For Kian, that currency is his freedom: years of service, no terms, no end date, and no real choice. But the deeper Kian is pulled into Dario's world, the less this looks like a simple debt. His father's name is everywhere in the organization's oldest records—not as a debtor, but as one of its founders. A man who built an empire, then vanished with something worth killing for. As Kian is used, tested, and slowly trusted by the man who owns his future, an unwanted current builds between them—something neither of them wants to name, and both of them keep circling back to anyway. But every answer Kian uncovers about his father opens a darker one: a rival family closing in, a brother's jealousy curdling into betrayal, a body left behind with his name attached to it, and a truth about to surface that will unravel everything he thought he understood about loyalty, love, and blood. Because the man he's falling for and the father he thought was dead are bound by the same unfinished war—one that started before Kian was born, and one that will force him to choose exactly who he's willing to destroy to survive it.

Getting himself out of danger is something Miguel is used to. After all, he had survived those long years with his mother, who made life hell for him. But this new danger is not like anything Miguel has seen. Salvatore would stop at nothing to turn him into a pet, mark him, and own him while killing anyone who got in his way. Salvatore’s obsession is heavy, but so are Miguel’s needs. This new danger will burn them, raising a storm that would threaten everything he believes. But this time, can Miguel resist?

“He broke my heart… then he entered my life.” Heartbreak has a way of leaving scars… Aiden thought losing Liner was the end of his world. Isolated, heart heavy, and nursing old wounds, he never expected the night at a club to change everything. That’s when he meets Damien — one half of a mysterious twin pair, charming yet unpredictable. As their lives intertwine, Aiden discovers that love can heal… but also destroy. Can he navigate the chaos Damien brings, or will his heart break all over again?

Lucas David: I am the ruler of the underworld. The Mafia King. there is nothing that can pull me down and there is nothing I cannot get. But I found an angel for me. He is broken and lost all his colors, but I will make him alive again. I will teach him to be strong so that no one can ever hurt him. But, will he accept my blood stained hands? It's a happy ending no third act cheating novel. It has mentions of rape, physical abuse and kidnapping. Tabby

WARNING This book contains mature scenes, explicit content, and potentially triggering themes. It is rated 18+ and is not suitable for readers under the age of 18. Reader discretion is advised. Claude Adams never wanted a mate—especially not her. As the Beta and son to the Alpha of the Rising Moon Pack, he knows fate isn’t something to fight. But when he meets the she-wolf destined to be his, the bond feels all wrong. Suffocating. A trap he can’t escape. So when a cryptic message—meant for a human—draws him onto a luxury cruise liner, he takes it as the perfect excuse to run. What he doesn’t expect is Nikolai Vladimirovich—a ruthless Russian Mafia boss with a dangerous aura and a stare that strips Claude down to something raw. What starts as a reckless, meaningless fling turns into something neither of them can walk away from. But Claude isn’t human. He was never meant to belong to Nikolai. And when the truth comes out, there will be no mercy. Because Nikolai doesn’t share. And fate? It doesn’t make mistakes.

Julian Vance never imagined that a single night out with his best friend would shatter his world forever. ​As a dedicated medical student at St. Jude Academy, his life revolved around lectures, exams, and a quiet future. But everything changes in an instant outside Club Vespera. One moment, he is looking for a cab; the next, he is forced into a black SUV, drugged, and dragged into the dark belly of the Roman underworld. ​When Julian wakes up inside a luxurious, fortified mansion, he comes face-to-face with Lorenzo Rossi—a cold, ruthless Don feared by everyone around him. ​There is only one problem. ​Julian wasn’t the target Lorenzo ordered his men to kidnap. ​He was the wrong boy. ​The abduction was a careless mistake made in the dark. But in Lorenzo’s world, a mistake like this cannot simply be undone. Releasing an innocent civilian back onto the streets means exposing a weakness to rival families—enemies who would slaughter Julian just to send a message. ​Trapped inside a gilded cage, Julian finds himself caught between dangerous syndicate rivalries and an intense, overwhelming desire. Lorenzo never intended to keep an innocent student in his house, nor did he plan to let a quiet stranger break through his cold exterior. But as threat levels rise outside the estate, Lorenzo grows fiercely protective, refusing to let Julian out of his sight. ​The more Lorenzo tries to undo his crew's fatal error, the more he realizes one terrifying truth: bringing Julian Vance into his world may not have been a mistake after all.

Jae-hun, a cold and skilled undercover agent, infiltrates the dangerous world of the Italian mafia. But when he crosses paths with Rafael “Rafe” Bianchi, the ruthless and magnetic mafia boss, lines between duty and desire blur. Dominance, secrets, and forbidden attraction ignite a deadly game neither can resist.

When Japheth, a secret police agent is assigned to spy on the son of the biggest mafia don in Miami, he has no choice but to disguise himself as a professor and infiltrate his school to get more information. What started as an investigation turned into deeper conversations, sneaky kisses, and brain-shutting nights together. Japheth never thought he was into boys, until he met the one who made him question everything he had believed in. Until he met Aaron.

“King of the North,” he hissed, checking the device. He already expected me to betray him. He’d hated me ever since my twin, Enzo, outed me in middle school. I could still feel the sting of his spit on my face from that day. “Come on, pretty son,” he smiled. “Let’s get you married.” I put on my Ray-Bans. I wasn’t Luca anymore. I was a mask. I walked down the stairs with a fake swagger, hiding the pain in my chest with every dancey step. To unite the fractured syndicates of Chicago, a marriage is arranged. The groom? Silas Vane, the ruthless, cold-blooded “King of the North,” who is 45 and widowed. The other groom? Lucas De Santis, the 22-year-old reckless partying son of the southern boss, viewed as a pawn and a liability by his own father. Silas expects a brat to ignore. Luca expects a monster to fear.

"Tell me how much you want this, Piccolo mio.” .... Assigned to protect, consumed by desire he couldn't control. When a rugged bodyguard is tasked with keeping a captivating client safe, he finds himself torn between duty and his forbidden attraction. Can he shield his heart and his charge, or will their explosive connection put them both in harm's way?

Tate flirts with danger the same way he flirts with men. Recklessly. So when his father’s debts land him in the hands of Enzo Moretti, a cold-blooded mafia boss with a smile as sharp as his threats, Tate should be terrified. Instead, he flirts harder, hiding sharp eyes behind thick glasses like he doesn’t see the monster watching him. But he does. He always did. Enzo is no ordinary criminal. He’s a werewolf with a body built to break, a past soaked in blood, and a temper barely kept in check. Tate is supposed to be collateral—silent, obedient, forgotten. But Tate? He’s loud, shameless, stubborn enough to make Enzo feel. For months, they circle each other—clashing, teasing, burning. Enzo should’ve killed him, but instead, he steals him. Holds him. Breaks him open until their craving for each other twists between punishment and pleasure, until need feels like worship, and pain starts to taste like love. Then, when Tate thinks he’s escaped, when he thinks he’s free—Enzo lets him go. When someone else tries to take what’s already his, Enzo doesn’t hesitate. He drags Tate back, and now the boy wears his name, carries his ring, and sleeps in his bed. Maybe Tate should hate him. But he doesn’t. Because he never wanted gentle. He never wanted safe. He wanted this—blinding, consuming desire. And Enzo? He doesn’t let go. Not when he’s tasted him. Marked him. Owned him. Because monsters like him don’t share. Not even with their own blood.