Dark Mafia Romance Book Novels & Stories

a deep voice commands. I turn. He walks in like he owns the place. Broad shoulders under a tailored black suit, dark eyes that slice through the chaos. His presence is heavier than the gunfire. Dante Morreti. I know that name. Whispers. Mafia. Blood. Power. The devil of New York. His gaze pins me in place. My chest tightens, breath shallow. “She’s the bride?” he asks, almost amused. “Yes, Boss,” one of his men answers. “Pretty little thing,” Dante murmurs, eyes raking me head to toe. “Shame she belongs to a coward.”

Nunca se casó, pero vive con su esposa y juntos tienen más de 10 perros de diferentes razas. Lautaro y David, se conocieron una mañana de 2001, ambos compatriotas estaban en quiebra por negocios turbios que no habían prosperado bien, eran dos hombres serios que no estaban dispuestos a trabajar para nadie, no estaban de acuerdo en que otros se hicieran millonarios a costa de su labor, juntos montaron una gran mafia, uno vendería la enfermedad en las tinieblas, ese trabajo sería para el sicario Lautaro Romero, el otro vendería la cura a la luz de las estrellas. El negocio no fue fácil, no surgió de la noche a la mañana, fueron muchos años de planificación, y necesitaban un infiltrado, alguien

He said and went back to his work while Heer rolled her eyes. “Dust will be beneficial, only harm is harm ... You will make me a criminal, my hereafter will be destroyed ... What is the use of asking a servant ...? In your opinion, the advantage is ... Welcome to Me Mafia ... But in my view it is ... Welcome to me in hell ....” She gritted her teeth, muttered under her breath and looked out at the streets that led her to a strange city in a strange country...

Chapter 25 Julianna’s Pov:- Who is he? I stared at him with curious eyes while they both were climbing the stairs; this Lorenzo guy is creepy. He gives a serious dominant vibe and looks like a dangerous man. The kind of man people stay away from or don’t mess with. Who is he though? Are Nikolai friends with these kinds of scary people? Of course, he is a Russian mafia don, what do you expect? My subconscious replied. Yeah… “Julia?” Penelope's voice reached my ears,

Irina Ivor Female Protagonist of the Story. She is a sweet and kind-hearted girl. She believes in appreciating rather than Criticising. She is in immense love with Ernest Mervyn since childhood despite knowing the fact about him being a mafia. She does not belong to a mafia family but she is attached to it with a mysterious past. She had always considered Veronica Mervyn as her best friend. Dominic Clint The antagonist of the Story. No one knows his true identity. He is secretly on the mission of destroying the whole Mervyn's and Ivor's Clan. The reasons will be revealed in the story. He is mainly involved in Trafficking all over the world.

ROSALINE I would burn in hell for this. No, not even the devil would take me for the way I had betrayed my people. If my brother learnt of my little crusade with the enemy, it would be worse than hell for me. If I had known I would wake up in De Luca’s bed, naked and smelling of him, I would have never entertained the idea of drinking with him. I ran a hand through my tangled hair. There was no arguing that I looked like sex if that was even a thing. My eyes drifted to De Luca, his chest pressed to the mattress, breathing even and face peaceful. Do all Mafiosos look this unbothered when asleep?

A smile crept onto my face as I adjusted my grip on the novel, its cover barely hiding the kind of story that made my heart race. A dark, depraved mafia romance. It had a male lead who didn’t ask permission so much as demand surrender. A man who played with consent the way a composer toyed with notes—artfully, deliberately, with the kind of confidence that made my skin prickle and my thighs press together. One that was over too soon. The kind of book I devoured in a fever and now I was in need of another. Most folks wouldn’t think of the local library as a treasure trove of scandalous reads, but I knew better. The librarians were in on the secret, intentionally filling the shelves with books

60 percent Mafia book, 40 percent erotica. A book about lust, love, obsession, possession, Domination, BDSM, war, and blood shade. Sophia was the opposite of Dante. She is kind and soft-hearted and they shined through her appearance. After a break up with the man she spent years building a future with, Sophia fuels that energy into her career— the desire to be a lifesaver. She promised never to give love a chance but her father’s constant intervention pushed her into the arms of a man she saw through his light, instead of the darkness that he is.

he growled, pressing hard on Adjo’s hand, causing him to whimper in pain. “I am sorry, Uncle Dante.” Adjo apologized, and my mouth fell ajar. Dante? Uncle? This can not be true, I reasoned, as I cast one last glance at him. My mind clicked, and I realized this man was not a stranger. He was Guilian Guerra’s illegitimate child and the next mafia King of the Red Mafia. He really was the devil…

Nicolai couldn't help but smile as he approached the chair where Alessia had obviously fallen asleep. The book that had dropped from her hands onto the thick carpet was facedown, its title Twisted Shifters – Four Twisted Romances. One Very Good Time. He picked it up and flipped through the pages, chuckling. Cursed Dildos and AI that came alive indeed. A faint blush dusted her cheeks from the warmth of the fire and he imagined her reading the steamy passages, lost in a world of make-believe lovers.