Dante Sparda X Reader Novels & Stories

Annabelle Spencer, she was the result of her parent’s obsession for perfection while her twin sister was an unwanted imperfection locked away from the world. Life changed after their parents passed away. Studying law at college, Anna meets Dante Bernade the son of a mafia whom she started a relationship with. The result of their love ends up in blood, broken bonds and the passion for revenge.

One marriage of convenience. Two dangerous men. A secret that will burn an empire to the ground. Elena married Lorenzo Moretti for one reason: survival. To save her dying mother, she became the "Porcelain Queen" to the city’s most feared Mafia Don. The contract was simple: her company in exchange for his protection. No touch, no love, just a beautiful, silent cage. But the silence is shattered when Lorenzo’s estranged son, Dante, returns from Sicily. Brutal, reckless, and hungry for everything his father owns, Dante doesn't see a stepmother—he sees a challenge. What begins as a cold war of glances in the hallways spirals into a visceral, forbidden obsession. Caught between the man who saved her life and the man who makes her feel alive, Elena enters a world of blood and betrayal where every kiss is a death warrant. Now, a pregnancy has turned the Moretti household into a ticking time bomb. With a husband who is physically incapable of being the father and a son ready to kill for the throne, Elena must navigate a deadly game of shadows. In this house, the only thing more dangerous than the truth is the lie that keeps you alive.

Lia Myers holed in at Howlmark after orphanage, but she is treated like a pariah, mistreated and bullied for little quid. Her life takes a different turn when the Omega billionaire, Dante Kannes, saves her just in time. But is he her true savior or will he just use Lia for his own self-serving motives? Will their proximity and attraction blossom into love? WARNING: [R18] for sex, language, violence, gore, substance use

Cassidy never imagined her world would collapse on an ordinary Tuesday afternoon. She came home early—just ten minutes early—because she forgot her sketchbook. Ten minutes. That was all it took to destroy everything. Because when she opened her bedroom door, she didn’t just catch her boyfriend cheating. She caught him with her mother. The betrayal hit harder than any heartbreak she’d ever read about in her romance novels. Humiliated, shaking, and unable to breathe, Cassidy did the only thing she could—she ran. Straight into the neon haze of the city’s wildest nightclub. She didn’t plan on drinking. She didn’t plan on dancing. And she definitely didn’t plan on meeting him. Dante Ashford. The dangerously handsome billionaire heir with a voice like velvet and a stare that feels like sin. He didn’t ask if she was okay—he asked her name like he was already claiming it. He touched her like he had every right. He kissed her like he’d been waiting for her his whole damn life. One shot turned into two. Her pain turned into recklessness. And one devastating night turned into the hottest mistake of her life. A one-night stand with a man whose name she never learned. Cassidy thought that would be the end of it. Just a secret she’d take to the grave. Until her mother announced she was getting married. And Cassidy came face-to-face with her new “family.” Dante—the stranger who’d had her pinned to silk sheets, whispering sinful things in her ear—is now her stepbrother. Worse? He remembers everything. Every kiss. Every moan. Every broken piece of her she tried to forget. And Dante isn’t the type of man who lets go. Not of the past. Not of secrets. And definitely not of her.

My fiancé presented two engagement rings—one for me, one for my sister to choose first. The first was a three-carat fancy pink diamond, flown in from Antwerp, the kind that made dealers go quiet. The second was a plain platinum band, standard issue, the sort you buy off the tray as a backup. For the first time in my life, I pointed at the pink diamond. "I'll choose first this time." Dante Moretti ran his hand through my hair, the way you soothe a restless dog. "Eleanor, you know Grace has always been particular. If she can't have the best, she'd rather have nothing. You've never cared about any of this. The other one is fine." I didn't answer. My chest felt hollow. We'd grown up together—his father ran the West Coast territory, mine the East. But in Dante's eyes, I'd always been the second daughter, the one who got what Grace didn't want. Every summer, he'd cut watermelon and bring the first plate to Grace. She'd take the center slice—sweetest, seedless, deepest red. He'd push the rest toward me—the pale pink near the rind. "This part's still good. Just not as sweet." When he bought his first Maserati, Grace picked the front seat—less motion sickness. He gestured at the back. "A little tight, but you can pick either side." Even our love was secondhand. He'd loved Grace first. She chose her academic career over him. So Dante, wounded and restless, came to me. In his world, Grace was always the first choice. I looked at the platinum band and pushed it across the table. "Give them both to Grace. I don't want either."

This story contains sensitive themes that may be uncomfortable or disturbing for some readers. Reader discretion is advised. Intended for readers aged 18 and older. In her first year of college, marked by loneliness and a desperate need for belonging, Lara, a young gothic girl with a witch heritage, resorts to an ancient blood spell to be desired by Dorian, her literature professor. What begins as a ritual to win his attention quickly turns into a spiral of sickening obsession that consumes them both. Dorian, a married and respected man, watches his life crumble as the spell corrupts his mind, transforming him into a dark version of himself. Possessive, violent, and unrecognizable. He abandons everything for Lara: his marriage, his career, his morality. But the more he surrenders to the obsession, the more the line between the spell and reality blurs. What follows is a dangerous dance of power and submission, where Lara discovers that some spells cannot be controlled.

After her father's death, art restorer Elena Russo discovers his massive gambling debts to a dangerous crime family. Unable to pay, she's forced into an underground auction where she's purchased by none other than Dante Valenti, now Chicago's most feared mafia boss, and the boy she loved twelve years ago, before suddenly being torn away from him.

Sienna Calloway has spent her entire life running. City to city, commitment to commitment, never staying long enough to leave a mark. At twenty-six, she's a professional stunt woman with nerves of steel and a philosophy built on one word: freedom. The moment life demands permanence, the walls close in. So she keeps moving. Until she crashes a motorcycle onto the wrong property at seventy miles per hour. Dante Moretti does not make mistakes. The cold-hearted kingpin of Chicago's underworld operates with surgical precision and ruthlessness honed over a lifetime of calculated decisions. He rules through fear. Fear has never failed him. Until a bleeding, furious stunt woman limps toward his car and tells him exactly what she thinks of him. He should make her disappear. Instead, he offers her a choice: work for him, or vanish permanently. He needs someone fearless, trained, and reckless enough to survive what he's planning. Someone who doesn't scare easily. Sienna should say no. Everything in her screams to run. But for the first time, running means leaving something she cannot bear to lose. What begins as a transaction becomes something neither of them anticipated. Dante discovers that control is an illusion when the person you're trying to control refuses to fear you. She challenges everything he thought he believed. Makes him want things he cannot have. Makes him want to be someone other than what he's become. Sienna discovers that freedom doesn't always mean escape. Sometimes it means standing still. Sometimes it means letting someone in, even when that someone could destroy you. But loving Dante Moretti means becoming a target. And to save her, he'll have to do the one thing he swore he'd never do. Let someone close enough to break him.

I had been in a secret relationship with my mafia boyfriend, Dante Castellano, for seven years. No public contact. No photos together. No proof I had ever stood by his side. He told me, "Once I'm powerful enough that no one dares touch you, I'll make it official." I believed him. The day before our seventh anniversary, I found a ten-carat diamond ring in his suit jacket. I cried with joy, thinking seven years of hiding were finally over. The next morning, I wore my most expensive dress and sprayed on the only perfume he had ever given me. I practiced my smile in the mirror, the one I would give when he proposed. Then, my phone lit up with a breaking news alert. [Breaking News: Seven-Year Love Story Reaches Perfect Ending—Romance Blogger Alessia Romano Accepts Boyfriend's 100th Proposal!] In the photo, the influencer with eight million followers stood on her tiptoes, kissing a man. His hand rested on the back of her neck. On that hand was a scar I would never mistake. It was the scar Dante got when he took a knife for me.

The Last Wolfe is a dark mafia romance about two enemies who fall in love without knowing they are enemies. Raven Wolfe is the last survivor of her family. Eight years ago, the Vlad family murdered her parents, her brothers, her uncles, her cousins. She survived because she was not home that night. Now she hunts the men who destroyed her life. She has no names. No faces. She has been chasing shadows for eight years. Fenris Vlad is the son of Dante Vlad, the man who ordered the massacre. He has spent years searching for the last heir of the Wolfe family. He does not know what she looks like. He only knows she exists. They meet by chance at a charity gala. She is there because her boss told her to network. He is there because his father ordered him to attend. Their eyes meet across the room. Something sparks between them. He pursues her. She lets him. Partly for the mission. Partly because she cannot help herself. She learns about his past slowly. His mother's death. His father's cruelty. The guilt he carries. He learns about her even slower. She has been lying for eight years. She is careful. But the truth has a way of slipping out. When Raven discovers that Fenris was present during her family's massacre, her world shatters. She walks away. He hunts for her. He finds her. The truth comes out. Dante Vlad orders her death. Fenris chooses her over his father. He kills Dante to save her. The story ends with Fenris walking away from the empire. They leave the city together. They start a new life. No contracts. No threats. Just love. The Last Wolfe is approximately 105,000 words. Dark romance. Mafia. Enemies to lovers. Adult content.