Dark Mafia Romance Books Novels & Stories

🎲❤️🎲❤️🎲❤️🎲❤️🎲❤️🎲 Carlos's Pov- My father has been nagging at me since we arrived about meeting María. Something isn't quite right! I have this gut feeling he is up to something but I haven't been able to figure out what that something is as of yet. I swirled the ice around the inside of my glass, Even whiskey wouldn't set me at ease. Nicolas was dead, I made sure of it. But Maria, The sweet Princesa De la Mafia, had been through a traumatic event when she was supposed to be under my protection. I failed her, I failed and she had suffered for it.

Black gloves. “Mr. Rossi,” the man said politely. Matteo didn’t speak. The man walked over to the chair, sat down, crossed his legs. Unhurried. “I’m not here to hurt you. I’m here to tell you a story.” Matteo’s lips pressed into a line. “What kind of story?” “One about blood. About power. And about how Dominic Pendragon stole everything that was never his to begin with.” --- Back in the city, Dominic stood in his office with blood on his hands.

All he kept doing was eating every bit of flesh on the bone from tossing it down the trash can. “See that, Salvatore?” He growled, pointing at the bone he just threw. “That’s exactly what’s going to happen to Olivia." He flashed me a taunting smile. “And you’re not going to stop me.” I understood what he meant, and all the veins I had started to throb. My body vibrated with an intense desire to rip his flesh off his bones. I lunged at him, pushing him back roughly against the counter. We crashed into different things spread out, and while Rosa kept screaming, I kicked Damien hard.

Author's Notes: Thank you for supporting my work and making it this far. I really hope you loved and enjoyed the stories in this book. This next sequel of compilations contains a plethora of raw, hot sizzling erotic romance/mafia stories that will keep you on the edge of your SEAT. It's not advisable for underage. And if you are not into reading erotica, do not continue, or else you'd be stuck into this new captivating world. It's going to be very much interesting and I hope you would love it.

It's about to be a wild ride with Alessandro and Isabelle,and if you don't grip your chairs tightly,you might end up falling off the ride. The male lead will do things that will annoy you and mess your head up. Do make sure you can handle it before you go any further. Remember it's a dark romance. You've been warned! ******* CONTENT WARNING This book is intended for mature readers and contains scenes of graphic violence as well as those of a sexual nature. Triggers include physical violence,sexual violence,emotional abuse,self harm and is strongly rated 18+. ********* DEDICATION To all the females in love with the fictional men in dark romance...remember to run when they are real.

I replied coolly, not turning fully toward him. His lips curved. Not a smile—something sharper. “Emma Volkov.” My heart skipped. “You have the advantage.” “Lucas Moretti,” he said. “Though I suspect you already know the name.” The world tilted. Italian mafia. Enemy. Dangerous. I turned to face him, schooling my expression. “Shouldn’t you be inside enjoying the hospitality?” “Oh, I am,” he said softly. “Very much.” Something in his tone sent a chill through me.

She's gracious and kind, and even though she's cunning and witty, she shouldn't be part of the world where he is. The mafia world is not the world for her. Furrowing his brow, George finally found his voice, his tone heavy with concern. "Liam, I... I don't know what to say. Yes, I think... I think I am in love with her." He leaned back, feeling conflicted by the emotion inside him. He couldn't bear to see her be part of the world where he is, but he also doesn't want to be part of her. "But I'm worried, Liam. Worried that she'll get caught up in this... this dirty world that I'm a part of. I can't bear the thought of her being tainted by it all."

"He even asked if you wanted help...help getting away." I eyed her cautiously. "Did you tell Francis?" "No!" Nora was quick to deny it. "I wouldn't rat you out. However, Natalie...if you really want out, I'm here for you." I stared at her, at the innocence in her young face. At the age of 20, she was supposed to be in college, experiencing first loves and lively parties, not caught up in the mafia's brutal power struggles. Yet there she was, having chosen this life, or more accurately, having been pulled into it by Francis.

His eyes locked on my parted lips with primal intent churning in them, dilating his pupils. Now was my chance. “You’re privy to a lot of information, aren’t you, Dominic?” “I am.” He cleared his throat and took a sip from the flute I’d just dipped, holding my gaze. “Then I think you’d know the answer to a question that’s been haunting me.” His criminal deepweb organization buried and unearthed secrets at will and according to price. I hoped my cleavage and wiles would get me one. “What do you want to know?” “I want to know what secret my father had that Darko discovered, and used to blackmail him into selling half his assets and signing me away to his son.”

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