Forbidden Mafia Romance Books Novels & Stories

They are young, beautiful, and each carries in their eyes the trace of power either bequeathed to them or stolen. --- — Valentina Moretti: The She-Wolf of Little Italy Daughter of the Moretti clan's godfather. Cold beauty, ivory skin, anthracite gaze. She enters without a word, leather coat on her shoulders, and a smile that smells of gunpowder. "You dare greatly, Tara. I like that." Her perfume is a warning: jasmine and iron. — Sofia Delgado: The Flame of the South Black hair, clear laugh, scarlet dress. Daughter of the master of the docks and maritime trafficking.

As we say goodbye and draw the curtains of Pains of Amara, lets welcome Nicole and Raphael story in: A MAFIA'S POSSESSION Anticipate my new story "A Mafia's Possession" A dark mafia romance of two star crossed lovers. Take care you all!

Libro 2 Mi Corazon te pertenece - Book 2 My Heart will be yours Power & Temptation Mafia Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 Mafia Italiana - Book 1 Italian Mafia A****N KINDLE luna indomable spanish version Individual stories (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Luna Indomable - Fearless Luna Bilingual Author Proudly Latina Lara Soultaker

Hello, everyone. Hope you all are doing wonderfully well. This is a short note to actually discuss about my new book FORCED TO BE THE MAFIA'S BRIDE. A few of you know about this but I also wanted to share it like this for you all. My new book is involved in a book contest here on Goodnovel. And I am hoping to win something from the ongoing contest. So please everyone, I need your help to make winning this contest possible. Please like my story, comment on every chapter and don't forget to share the book as well to other lovers of the dark mafia romance genre.

And she had. She had been addicted… until she discovered another kind of obsession: mafia romance books. They drank in silence for a while, Mateo quietly suggesting ways to strike against Antonio. Vito rejected each idea, his sharp gaze cutting down every plan, until Milan finally spoke. “I can bring Antonio to you.” Almost immediately, both Mateo and Vito turned their eyes toward her, stunned. “What? You don’t believe I can?” she asked, smirking. Confidence and that familiar rebellious spark surged back within her, stronger than it had been in months.

The room went silent. Carlo's pleasant expression didn't change, but I'm sure his guards went up. “I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about." "Sure you do," Dimitri pressed, and I could see the tension coiling in his hands. "Five years ago, a journalist named Maria Wheeler was investigating Mafia operations. She witnessed a meeting she shouldn't have, saw connections that could have brought down your entire empire. So you had her killed. She and her eight-year-old daughter, just to be thorough."

"You have the potential to become a significant figure in the underworld if you follow my rules." "But I don’t want to be involved in any of this. I don’t want to be in the Mafia," I countered. "Would you prefer to die in the streets with bullets in your head or accept my offer?" he challenged. "But I haven’t wronged any Mafia leaders." "Your ex-husband did…" "My ex-husband? Wait a minute, what are you talking about?" I asked, stunned. "Selene , the beautiful girl who married Caspian. The news was everywhere," he said.

He didn’t even spare her a second glance Yes, he just kills people as a hobby instead. The woman’s fists clenched, her jaw tightening as she glared at me, before turning on her heels and disappearing into the crowd. Bitter, much? I knew what she must have been thinking. Mafia men don’t stay loyal. Affairs are common in this world. Mistresses even more so. Almost all the girls present at the party were jealous of me. But they don't know I was probably the last woman in this room who wanted to stand beside Nikolai.

THE UNWANTED UNION Rosalia's POV I sat in the dimly lit Catholic church in New York City, the four corners of the church, surrounded by the cream of Chicago's Mafia elite. The atmosphere of the church was thick with tension, the scent of expensive perfume hanging heavy. My white wedding gown, a symbol of purity and innocence, felt like a suffocating shroud. "I thought a wedding between two companions was to be determined by both parties, but not in my case. I'm being forced to spend my entire life with a beast." I mused thoughtfully,

" I nearly jumped out of my skin, forgetting that the lady was seated beside me, and I turned to her with a tight smile. "Uh?" "How did you meet the dangerous leader of the Mancini Mafia group?"