Novel & Cerita Cartel Wifes

When April Morgan wipes spilled beer from her face at Goody's Bar, she doesn't expect her night to collide with danger-or with Diablo Romano, a man whose very name sends tremors through the underworld. Dark-suited, merciless, and untouchable, Diablo rules his empire with cold precision... until April's defiance catches his attention. Drawn into his shadowed world, April finds herself torn between fear and fascination. Every glance from Diablo burns deeper than the last, awakening a desire she can't deny-and a peril she can't escape. But behind his deadly control lies a secret war against his own blood: Abel Romano, the brother who betrayed him. As the Rossi Cartel moves to strike and loyalties fracture, April becomes both pawn and prize in a game of vengeance. With her friends Aria, Jammie, and Joe caught in the crossfire, and allies like Brian and Karen concealing dangerous truths, April must decide how far she's willing to fall for the man the world calls a devil. Because once you belong to Diablo Romano, there's no turning back. Will April surrender to the darkness that craves her-or will loving the Mafia King be the one sin she can't survive?

Maia just graduated and starts her new journey. She met the love of her life who changes her to become someone she never expected. Maia is an innocent narcissistic woman who strives to be on her best behavior. Her girlfriend named Lena runs an illegal business followed her father and drags Maia into the cartel ring. Lena is a snarky, manipulative, and street-smart woman, she has good survival skills, is calm, and usually has a good sense of humor when facing problems. Both Lena and Maia betray each other for personal gain, despite their feelings for each other. Lena is good at reading people and is perceptive. Maia experiences life chaos with her girlfriend, Lena. And that changes her became cruel, spoiled, and will be manipulative to get what she wants. But in the end, she just does what she needs to do to survive and protect the one she loves. Their adventure through love, pain, and sexual fantasies remain loyal to each other across time, distance, and silence which changes the way we see real love. Both of them end up behind bars and Maia is released before Lena. After her release, will Maia wait for Lena and be with her or start her new life? RATED 17+ This novel contains sex, nudity, and violence.

Two shots ring. One dies with confusion, regret, and guilt. The other is left with hatred, pain, unresolved feelings, and shattered trust. When great power clashes with an equally great power, an overwhelming explosion is imminent, and many people are bound to get hurt. Especially those at the very center of the explosion, like Chen Kamman. When he was barely eighteen, he had to deal with the pain of losing two of the most important people in his life, taking over his father's dynasty, and fighting to maintain the Chen family's control in one of the deadliest mafia organizations in the world. Years later, he has made history, becoming the youngest cartel leader to ever dominate the system. After all he has been through, he has grown indifferent to everything: cold-hearted, savage, and impossible to hurt like before. But when Dian Aoki, someone he thought he had killed, appears in his life ten years later, everything he has built suddenly comes tumbling to the ground. All the memories and pain he had buried deep within him come floating to the surface, taking him back to the starting point again. The appearance of this person equally causes a major stir in the entire organization. Their very presence threatens to overturn the entire system and Chen Kamman's world.

As the wife of the Colombian cartel heir, Krystal Serrano is a symbol of diplomacy and control. Dressed in silk, wrapped in silence, and displayed like a crown jewel at the center of power. But behind the flawless smile lies a woman raised not just to survive, but to rule. When her husband's betrayal ignites a war with the Italian mafia, Krystal is taken. Kidnapped and hidden away by Zachary Romano, the young, ruthless Don who solves problems with bullets and buries questions with bodies. He thought he had captured a soft, obedient mafia wife. What he brought home was a storm in heels. Krystal doesn't beg. She doesn't break. Her silence provokes, her lips taunt, and her gaze slices deeper than any blade. Inside the stone walls of his private villa, control begins to slip. Hatred turns into tension. Tension burns into obsession. And in their world, love always comes with blood on its hands. The ring on her finger still binds her to a man who believes she belongs to him. But what happens when a woman like Krystal meets someone dark enough to understand her, broken enough to match her, and reckless enough to want her? Because there's a difference between loving a woman like Krystal… And trying to own her. And Zach Romano is about to learn—only one man can stand beside her. The rest will be buried.

No one crosses Dante Kincade and walks away unscathed. I just did it with a microphone and a song that made the entire room gasp. Marisol Franco has spent years hiding under a fake name, trying to outrun her father's brutal empire. But one impulsive karaoke performance at a corporate event shattered her cover and made her the target of her powerful CEO, Dante Kincade. Cold, calculating, and rumored to have ties to the underworld, he doesn't forgive public humiliation. Dante wants revenge and her secrets. But as his obsession grows, so does the dangerous desire neither of them can control. With her fire and fearlessness, she’s nothing like the women who try to please him. She meets him head-on and defies him at every turn. But her past is darker than he imagined. Hunted by her father’s men and promised to a sadistic cartel heir, she’s running out of time. Trapped between three dangerous men and a past that won’t stay buried, Marisol must decide who to trust before everything goes up in flames. Now, the only man standing between her and a fate worse than death is the one who has every reason to destroy her. Dangerous Melodies is a dark, addictive romance brimming with secrets, betrayal, and enemies-to-lovers heat. Perfect for fans of forbidden desire, dangerous obsession, and love that refuses to surrender.

I had a best friend who was sweet as honey but only with her mouth. Behind my back, she was a demon. She stole my boyfriend, the underboss of the Chicago Outfit. Her excuse? She wanted to keep me away from the darkness and the blood, so she'd take the suffering in my place. She pawned her wedding ring and fed her husband some story about a limited edition bag for me. She skimmed from her husband's company accounts and pinned it on my male escort habit. She was pregnant and still wanted thrills. So she went to a full-blown orgy with her husband's uncle and a group of his associates. That's how she ended up hemorrhaging. But somehow it was my fault. I was the one who organized that kind of party, according to her. And her story? She tried to stop me, so I pushed her down and made her lose the baby. In the end, her husband sent me to a cartel hellhole in Mexico to atone for my sins. There, her lover sold me to the red-light district. First came the addiction. Then the streets. I served every man in their outfit, one after another. My body rotted. I died slow, sick, and alone. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night my best friend miscarried because of her own filthy party.

“I now pronounce you both, husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.” ━━━━━━༺༻ ━━━━━━ Nadia Petrov Jules, barely eighteen years old, only had one dream in her life - to study abroad and become a doctor. She had even managed to convince her traditional and overprotective strict uncle to let her pursue her dreams in New York. Despite her family's political connections to the mafia cartel, her life was surprisingly calm and peacefully simple. Until he claimed her and took away her virginity. Anatoly Kiseleva, the Russian mafia heir is one word only - destruction in human form, a dedicated hunter who hunts down his enemies until he makes them bleed to their death. He is rumored not to have any beating heart inside his left sided chest. His marriage was fixed with the beautiful Ivanova, Nadia's maternal cousin. On the night of his engagement party, he was a bit drunk and met a girl with a mask on who he had believed to be Ivanova. He made love to the girl in the mask and didn't bother to notice the obvious differences. When the morning came, he was beyond furious after he took off the mask. Now they are both married and Anatoly despises and loathes his new bride who doesn't even have two complete legs. Nadia's life was much too sweet before she was forced and pulled into bitterness and sorrow with a husband who hated her and was disgusted by her disability. To Her, it wasn't a marriage but her death sentence. And to Him, it also wasn't a marriage but an endless torment of shame.

“You are my stepbrother,” Viola whispered, her back pressing against the locked mahogany door. “Stepbrother.” The word left Sebastian’s lips like a curse. His shadow swallowed the room, caging her against the wood. He caught her chin, forcing her violet eyes to meet the ruthless amber of his. “A piece of paper doesn’t make us family, Dulzura,” he murmured, his thumb brushing her trembling lower lip. “It just makes you mine.” *************************************** Sebastian Cain Hierro doesn’t do romance. There are no gentle promises, no soft apologies, and absolutely no love games. A man bred in the violence of the cartel only understands one language: absolute, brutal control. For Viola, being dragged into his dark orbit is a terrifying awakening. She is a girl who only ever wanted to be cherished, suddenly trapped in a forbidden reality with a stepbrother who demands her complete surrender. Every touch behind closed doors is a sin. Every whisper is a command. Surviving him means playing by his twisted rules. She can have his protection, his heavy gaze, and his suffocating obsession—but he has made it dangerously clear that she can never, ever have his heart. But a girl like Viola doesn't know how to give her body without giving her soul. And when she inevitably pours all her desperate, unspoken love into a monster who is completely incapable of loving her back... where is her shattered heart supposed to go?

My name is Amanda Hayes, I'm 24 years old, and my life changed forever the day I signed that contract. It all started with an internship at Black Industries, the most prestigious company in London. I was proud, naive, convinced it was my big break. But on the first day, I overheard a conversation I never should have heard: names, numbers, threats, words like "cartel," "delivery," "clean accident." I wanted to run away, but Cameron Black — the CEO, 32 years old, 6'4" of ice and danger cornered me in his office on the 67th floor. He knew I had heard everything. He handed me two contracts: an ironclad NDA, and a second one… binding me to him, body and soul, 24/7. Total obedience. Immediate availability. In exchange, he would erase the risk I posed. Refuse? An "accident" for me, and maybe for my family. I signed, hands trembling, because I was afraid. Because I had no choice. Ever since, I have been living in a gilded cage he calls "protection." A luxury apartment he forced on me, a wardrobe he chose, constant surveillance. I know he is a mafia boss. And yet, when he touches me, when he protects me with a possessiveness that terrifies and inflames me, I no longer know where the line between fear and desire lies. He says I am in danger because of secrets I don't yet understand. But every day, I feel myself sinking deeper into his dark world, into his arms that hold me too tight, into that contract which is no longer just on paper.

"Consigliere, I want a divorce from Cassius. I’m handing back all the businesses under my name. Draft up the papers." The old Consigliere frowned. "Camilla, this marriage keeps the peace between our two families. Can you think this over?" I was the frontwoman for Cassius Marino’s dirty empire for three years. In the shadows, I was this cold-blooded Don's legal wife. A month ago, a Mexican cartel kidnapped me. That night, the cartels blew up my husband's secure line, demanding a thirty-million-dollar ransom. He let it ring. They ended up throwing me into an abandoned meat locker in freezing temperatures. I almost froze to death. Luckily, a butcher stumbled in and dragged me out just in time. And on that very night, while I was dying, Cassius was in a Vegas penthouse pool... fucking Bianca. The woman who stole my life. Right then, my years of love for him just vanished. This hopeless marriage was a mistake from day one. I finally woke up. And this time, I was ready to vanish from his dark empire for good. "My mind is made up," I gave the old Consigliere a cold nod. "And Cassius won't object." I always knew the truth—my Don husband never loved me for a single second. But I'd looked up to him like a fool since I was a little girl. Three years ago, when he casually asked if I wanted to marry him, I actually cried happy tears and said yes. Soon, the clock would strike midnight. It would be our third anniversary. I had the perfect final gift ready for the almighty Don—a divorce. Freedom for him, and for me.