Twins Mafia Web Novels & Love-Triangle Stories

Her life made a drastic change when she seduced the wrong twin, and now she's got the Mafia Lord obsessed with her.  Anabeth made the choice of seducing Irah King, her first love, but she wrongfully seduced his dangerous twin brother, Uriah King. She tried to get away from him, but her father and his mistress sold her to a brothel where Uriah saved her and bought her, asking for her virginity as payment and working for him as his nurse. Anabeth's relationship with Irah strengthened as her hatred for Uriah also grew, but one night wavered her feelings when Uriah saved her life. She found herself torn between a billionaire and a mafia lord. Will she choose her first love, or perhaps, she should give a new love a chance?

She was raised to marry a Mancini. But one night with a Denero rewrote her fate. ~ Fiorella was destined to marry into power—until a single night with Tito Denero, the ruthless billionaire with mafia ties, left her pregnant and in hiding. Years later, she returns to Sicily seeking revenge for her father’s death, unaware the man she plans to destroy is the father of her twins, inand still obsessed with her. Torn between the man she was meant to love and the one who ruined her, Fiorella must choose: vengeance or surrender, in a world where love is a weapon and no secret stays buried.

(18+ Rated | Ultra-Steamy & High Tension) “In the dark, a husband’s touch is never meant to feel this ruthless… or this intoxicating.” To save her family from bankruptcy, Valerie is sold off to Lucian Rossi, the feared merciless Mafia Don of New York. But the ruthless ruler of the underworld is trapped in a wheelchair, a silent invalid who barely acknowledges her existence. On their wedding night, Valerie prepares for a cold, loveless life. But the moment the bedroom door locks, the lights vanish. Out of the pitch, black, heavy hands pin her wrists to the mattress. A towering, heat-radiating body crushes against hers, and a deep, commandingly dark voice whispers against her skin: "You belong to the Rossi empire now, little wife. And tonight, you surrender." What follows is a night of explosive, uninhibited passion that leaves her breathless, bruised, and begging for more. But when morning comes, Lucian sits back in his wheelchair, fragile, distant, and touching her with ice in his eyes. Confused and feverish from the memory of his hands, Valerie catches the gaze of his dangerously handsome twin brother, Damian. The enforcer. The shadow. The man whose dark eyes burn with the exact same ravenous hunger that consumed her in the dark. Caught in a web of forbidden heat and lethal secrets, Valerie realizes the night-time encounters are no accident. The brothers are playing a wicked, shared game with her body, and she is hopelessly addicted to the fire. As secret, feverish encounters spill over into every locked corner of the mansion, Valerie must decide: will she break under their possessive claim or turn their wicked game back on them?

“Good girl.’’ Domenico’s voice echoed in the darkness of the room. Before I could utter a word, the vibrator slammed down onto my slick center, accompanied by the firm, relentless pressure of his fingers spreading my heat wide. My breath caught in my throat. My body trembled intensely. I broke. My back arched off the leather table so hard my spine nearly snapped, a high, shattered shriek tearing from my throat as the delayed climax finally hit me like a freight train. Spasms ripped through my lower belly, wave after wave of intense, blinding friction washing over my brain until my vision turned completely white. My thighs trembled violently against the leather restraints, my whole body shaking uncontrollably as the release washed over me. Yet as the peak slowly receded, leaving my skin drenched in sweat and my chest heaving, a hollow, bitter ache remained deep inside me. I wanted more… not just their fingers or the slow, arousing whispers but both of them buried deep inside me until I couldn’t breathe. Even though I still hated them. **** Bella was taken from her home by three ruthless Mafia brothers as collateral for her father's debt. There was just one problem. Her father didn't care whether she lived or died. And Bella was nothing like the frightened, obedient girl they expected. She is defiant, sharp-tongued, and impossible to break, she refuses to bow to the men who think they own her. Every act of her resistance only fuels their obsession, turning a simple debt collection into a dangerous game of control, and desire. Now the brothers must decide whether to use her, kill her or protect the one woman capable of bringing them to their knees.

Celeste Mori becomes the wife of the East Coast's most feared crime lord and tells herself she can survive the arrangement. What she can't explain is why the man beside her keeps changing, cold one morning, warm the next, different in ways she feels before she can name. The truth stops her cold. There was never one man. There were two. Twins. And both of them want to keep her. But Celeste has been underestimated by every person in that house. They were so busy keeping secrets from her that nobody noticed she was keeping score.