Dante Vale Novels & Stories

Trapped in a gilded cage, a defiant artist becomes entangled with a ruthless mafia Don. Valentina, a talented artist and stripper struggling to survive in the city's underbelly, witnesses a brutal act that plunges her into a world of danger. Captured by Dante Russo, the enigmatic head of the Russo famiglia, she finds herself a prisoner in his opulent mansion. Haunted by a violent past, Dante is a man shrouded in secrets, ruling with an iron fist and a hidden vulnerability. As tensions rise between rival factions vying for control of the city, an unlikely bond sparks between Valentina and Dante. She uses her art to capture the brutality and fleeting moments of tenderness within his world. But their connection is a dangerous dance. Can they navigate a web of deceit and betrayal, or will the city's dark secrets consume them both?

On her wedding day, Kayla doesn’t walk into love… she walks into punishment. Forced to marry Dante Cruz—the man who believes she destroyed his past—she becomes a wife hated before she is even known. Dante doesn’t want a bride. He wants revenge. Cold stares, cruel whispers, and a marriage built on bitterness turn their home into a battlefield. But when buried secrets about the night that changed everything begin to surface, hate starts to crack… and something far more dangerous begins to grow. Because in a house built on revenge, even the smallest spark can turn into obsession. And Kayla is no longer just his enemy… She is the one he can’t let go of.

My stepfather arranged my marriage to a man twice my age. It's his way of making me pay for the sin of sending his son to prison. Two years ago,I made a mistake. One scream. One phone call. And I became an outcast,a traitor for people who called my stepbrother their lord. Now the man I once crushed over, Dante Morelli,my stepbrother is back.And he wants nothing but cold vengeance. He used to look at me with disdain,now he looks at me like he wants to break me into pieces and scatter it around. Older. Colder. Ruthless. He's a nightmare that once was my dream. And he isn’t here to forgive.He’s here for revenge. He doesn’t know what his father has planned for me.He doesn’t know that I’m already promised to another man.All Dante wants is my submission... my body, my soul, my very being, piece by piece, until nothing of me is left untouched. And he isn’t alone.His best friends now circle me like hungry sharks. Oliver and Allister are playing their own games, because my sin affected them too. Three men who not only rule the town, now rule me. I should hate them. I should fight. But before my arranged fiancé could claim me,Dante already had. Now, I’m his. Trapped in a twisted game of power and punishment. And the most dangerous part? A part of me wants to lose. This isn’t a love story. It’s a tale made of vengeance, obsession, and ruin. And when Dante decides my heart is what he wants next… he’ll take it too. Because the Lords always get what they want. And this time, they want me. Wrong Marriage, Right Love.

To get a divorce from Dante Conti, I volunteered to walk away with nothing—even our three-year-old son. Seeing that I had deliberately changed back into the old clothes I wore before marriage, Dante froze for a moment, then sneered, "So? You don't even want Nico, the heir you fought so hard to give birth to?" "Careful. Play your part too long, and you won't be able to recover the scene," he warned. I pushed the signed agreement toward him. "Don't worry. This isn't acting." Dante shot me a puzzled look before signing his name. "So obedient? Fine. I'll be magnanimous and let you see Nico from time to time." He set down the pen, his gaze appraising me. "And if you regret it… come to me now, and maybe—just maybe—we could remarry—" I cut him off, standing and walking away without a word. He had thought I married him for the Mafia's power, that's why I had given him an heir to inherit his family. But once he knows I'm dead, there will be no more misunderstandings.

Dante and I have been married for three years. But he never knew my real name. We’d had countless arguments over the past three years—over the petty details of everyday life. I can no longer tolerate such a ridiculous life like a puppet today. Calliope, that’s what he called me, but it was actually my twin sister’s name. My husband may never know that the woman who married him three years ago was a substitute bride. Three years ago, my sister abandoned us and left before the wedding with her lover. To prevent the anger of the Laurent’s, my family had no choice but to let me marry Dante instead of my sister. My phone rang again and again, I finally picked it up. "Throwing another tantrum, are you? Calliope, tell me what you are capable to do if you can not even be merely a housewife?" I knew Calliope could always get her way through her sweet voice and innocent smiles. She can be an obedient and perfect wife—something I could never manage. "Dante. I’m not joking.” I didn't know if my voice sounded a little sad. "You can’t be serious—" For the first time, I heard a tremor in the man's words. He doesn't love me. He likes to be in control. When he realized that his puppet was losing control, he began to panic. It's time for this farce to end. I clenched my phone and spoke to the man on the other end in the calmest voice of my life. "Dante, let's get a divorce." But what shocked me more than hearing Dante's answer was the person who suddenly appeared in front of me. Calliope, my twin sister, who disappeared for the whole three years. “Are you crazy? Why on earth would you want a divorce? That's Dante Laurent, a billionaire heir, every woman's dream！” “Calliope? Our parents and I all thought you would never show up again. I entered this wrong marriage because of your escape. Dante... he’s not that a husband out of your dreams.” “Seraphina, put away your ridiculous niceness and compassion. I have returned this time to take back what is MINE and my place.” She lifted my hand with a sneer and removed the wedding ring from my finger.

BLURB Five years ago, June Avery was a girl in love. Then, Dante Romano—the heir to a multi-billion dollar empire—tossed a check at her feet and told her she was a mistake. June disappeared with a shattered heart and a secret growing inside her. Now, Dante is back, and he hasn't come for an apology. He’s bought her debts, her business, and her future. He wants his revenge. But when he sees the four-year-old boy with his signature sapphire eyes, the game changes. He’ll force her into a fake marriage to secure his inheritance, and she’ll play the role to save her son. But in a house built on lies, who is the predator and who is the prey?

Skai Leighton is a super talented erotic art creator with a past identity she doesn’t even know of— she was a porn star. In a fatal accident, she loses her memories and only remembers her childhood. Billionaire CEO, Dante Santino, meets her for one night and shares a passionate moment of finger-licking, world-shattering raw sex but discovers her secret identity the next morning and decides he wants nothing to do with her. Fate has other plans, as Skai gets pregnant for him (and never reaches out) and golden boy Dante keeps having never-ending wet dreams of his new nemesis. Read this dark romance that promises you a feel of forbidden love with steamy nights and lustful desires.

WARNING ⚠️: CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES AND SUITABLE FOR 18+ I knew I was going to die in that alley. There was blood everywhere, rogues closing in, and then he showed up my sworn enemy, Dante Veyron. We’ve hated each other since college. Every fight ended in blood or broken bones. But that night, he saved me. And after being trapped together in an abandoned warehouse for two nights, everything changed. Now our packs are forcing us to lead side by side against a rising rogue threat. To the world, we are allies. In truth, I can’t decide if I want to tear Dante’s throat out… or taste his lips again. But in a city where betrayal hides in every shadow, loving your enemy could destroy us both.

She signed the contract to save her life. She didn't know she was signing it to lose her freedom. When her brother steals from the wrong empire, she becomes the price. Delivered as collateral to a man no one dares to name out loud, Dante Moretti. A billionaire who rules both the corporate world and a violent underground empire where loyalty is enforced in blood. Cold. Strategic. Untouchable. A man who doesn't forgive. A man who doesn't let go. He offers her a deal: Marry him. Live under his rules. Obey without question. Or watch her entire family disappear. She expects cruelty. She expects violence. She expects to be broken. What she doesn't expect is the truth. Her brother didn't just steal money. He stole something that could destroy Dante's entire empire. And the only person who knows where it is, is her. She doesn't remember. But someone wants to make sure she never does. Now she's trapped between the man who owns her and the enemies hunting her. Dante says he'll protect her. But protection comes with a price. And in his world, everything costs blood.

The Vale family was the most powerful mafia syndicate in the New York City. And I—along with a few other carefully chosen girls—had been handpicked to join their ranks, trained from the ground up so that the next head of the family could choose his wife from among us. Wife. That was the kinder word for it. The truth was whoever got picked would become his shield, his weapon, his most loyal protector. Someone who would kill for him. Die for him. Years passed. One by one, the others fell away. In the end, only Elara Quinn and I remained. And then, Elara died—killed on a secret mission. After that, there were no more choices left. I became Adrian Vale’s wife by default. I had given everything to Adrian. And I loved him. I thought he loved me too until I took a bullet to the chest—meant for him. As I lay there, barely breathing, I heard Adrian talking to his assistant, “Don’t bury her in the Vale cemetery. My half is reserved for Elara.” That was it. Elara—who had never even lived long enough to marry him—still had a space carved beside him in death. I? I had taken the hit that should have ended him… and yet I wasn’t even good enough to be buried near him. I slowly closed my eyes. And when I opened them again, I was back on the day the Vale family formally announced Adrian as their new head. The day everything began.