Machine Gun Kelly Novels & Stories

Celestine “Celine” Navarro has it all—wealth, influence, and a last name tied to a billion-peso coffee empire. But as the heiress of Navarro Coffee, her life feels like a gilded cage of boardrooms, family expectations, and insincere suitors. Longing for freedom, she disguises herself as an ordinary barista in one of her own cafés, determined to live a life where no one knows her name. That’s when she meets Liam Reyes, a talented but debt-stricken architect whose quiet intensity hides a storm of guilt and desperation. To him, Celine is just the clumsy new barista who can barely tame an espresso machine—but her wit and warmth begin to chip away at his walls. For the first time, Celine feels truly seen, not as an heiress but as a woman. But Liam carries a dangerous secret. Crushed under debts and blackmailed by Navarro Coffee’s fiercest rivals, he is forced into sabotage—stealing files and betraying the very company Celine is destined to inherit. What starts as banter over coffee turns into a fragile romance built on lies, one that teeters on collapse the moment truths spill over. When betrayal is uncovered and loyalties tested, Celine and Liam must face an impossible choice: protect the empire and the people they love, or risk everything for a love that was never meant to survive. A story of hidden identities, sabotage, and a love as intoxicating—and as dangerous—as the richest brew.

Seven years after I lost my wolf, I watched my mate, Alpha Glen, get his heart ripped out and his body torn apart. The pack demanded the killer's name. I bit through my tongue and kept my mouth shut. Lena, Glen's childhood friend, hated me with everything she had. Six-year-old Nick cried and asked why I hadn't saved his father. I shoved them all away. Then the pack broke my leg and cast me out. For fifteen years, I drifted. I barely stayed alive in a dead northern town, wolfsbane buried in my bones, one leg ruined, half-crippled, waiting to die like some rogue. The day the door crashed open, Nick was already Alpha. He grabbed my chin, his eyes burning with pure hate. "You hid the murderer. You don't deserve to be my mother. "Take her back to Thanis. Strap her to the Mindfang Rig. I want the truth—even if that machine kills her." I thought that device would kill me. But when the truth was finally ripped into the open, Nick dropped to his knees and broke down, calling me Mother. Lena wanted to die to beg my forgiveness. And the whole pack lost its mind.

" Just kill me, Alpha! I can't stand it anymore! " , Ashina growled, wincing in pain. " You know what I call my victory? I can see the hatred in your eyes even when I am f***king you! ", Torvar shouted back, pressing her hard against the desk to claim her for the fifth times in row. __________ Ashina Levitsky was confident about being gifted with a sweet, handsome mate by the moon goddess since she was the most obedient, innocent lady of the pack. Brought up as a princess of her Alpha father, Ashina was praised for her dignity by everyone until the day, she was accused of killing sister who was once mated to the dark Alpha, Torvar Kessler. On his day of getting his revenge on Ashina, moon goddess played a dark twist and Ashina turned out to be his second chance mate. Infamous dark Alpha, Torvar Kessler who was known as a killing machine vowed to kill her slowly after claiming her as his mate. Behind those tortures, pains and revenge, Torvar found himself stuck between the lines of love and hate until he learnt that you can never honestly hate the person whom you love. What more secrets were waiting for them?

Vera is an unloved Omega who is hated by her whole pack and blamed for her mother’s death. Her only source of joy and love is her kind loving boyfriend Alpha Derek , but Vera ’s life suddenly takes a nasty turn when She catches her beloved boyfriend in bed with her cruel step sister. Vera is devastated, but things seem to go from bad to worse when she is abruptly forced to be a sacrificial tribute to the Ruthless, cold and heartless Alpha King Sylvester Vera tries to escape but she quickly discovers something shocking, the evil Alpha king is her mate! And he is determined to have her. The biggest problem now, is that King Sylvester doesn’t even want her as his mate, he wants her as his baby making machine for him and his bitchy fiancée! Vera feels a burning hatred for him but she doesn’t realize just how quickly their hatred for each-other eventually turns into an unexpected love story. Unfortunately, Vera 's deadly hidden Identity is suddenly revealed, and she must escape to protect her hybrid twin children from backstabbers and traitors who want to kill them. But when a loved one is killed and the children are kidnapped, Vera and her mate must unite again to confront the deadly enemy that hide behind the mask.

In Valeburn, Atlanta’s most dangerous block, power doesn’t pass hands—it’s taken with blood. And no one understands that more than Jayce Navarro, the razor-sharp kingpin who built his empire brick by brick, silence by silence. He rules with cold precision, a name whispered like a gun being cocked—until the ghost of his past returns with vengeance on his breath. Eli Mercer is no longer the soft-eyed teen Jayce once kissed beneath the chapel steps. Fresh from the feds and wrapped in scars, Eli returns to the block with one purpose: burn down the throne that forgot him. But when fate—and the city’s shifting underworld—forces them into an uneasy alliance, old feelings smolder beneath their armor. Lust tangles with rage. Loyalty with betrayal. And love? It’s the most dangerous weapon of all. As enemies circle from the inside and the state threatens to dismantle Jayce’s entire operation, he and Eli must decide what’s worth saving—their empires, their reputations… or each other. But in Valeburn, every crown is cursed. And every favor comes with fire.

A simple 2nd year college student taking management accounting hardly surviving everyday of her miserable life. Her name is Lyrical Hayze Montero. She's an only child and a province girl. She's underprivileged, but is still doing her best to survive. She may look innocent, but she has the kinkiest mind that was influenced by her stripper friend slash classmate. One day, she suddenly received a call from an unknown number and because of her stupid curiosity, she answered the call. The husky and baritone voice was on the other line saying to meet him in one of the most expensive cafe in town. And since she is as stupid as a one year old girl, she went in that cafe. Only to find out that she just went to a gun trafficking business deal. And the freaking mafia lord just suddenly started claiming her. She never imagined that her one simple life would turn into a roller coaster ride. But, there was one problem. She was mistaken by the mafia lord of someone else. And they both found out about it a little too late.

At the factory, my arm is pulled into a machine. After the surgery, the factory supervisor tells me it's my fault. Because of my arm, the machine has to be shut down for repairs, and every day of downtime will cost them millions. "Someone has to take responsibility for this, Zachary," the supervisor tells me. "It wouldn't make sense to demand millions from you, so just compensate us with 300,000—that's all." Under their threats—and my family's desperate begging—I sign the IOU for 300,000. With one arm gone, I can no longer find a job. All I can do is collect trash to repay the debt. While picking up bottles outside a restaurant one day, I hear the factory supervisor laughing and bragging inside. "Actually, that one-armed guy didn't violate any rules. In fact, the HQ gave three million dollars in compensation. My house and car? All bought with that money," he said. "I mean, who'd ever find out? With that debt hanging over him, he's probably already run off somewhere." Shaken by the news, I stagger onto the street. A truck roars out of nowhere, slamming into me and throwing me 16 feet across the road. When I open my eyes again, I had returned to the day I lost my arm.

After her first love died, Sophia Hayes hated me for ten years. I tried to win back her favor every day, but she only responded with cold sneers. "If you really want to make me happy, why don't you just die?" Her words were like daggers to my heart. It was a shock when she died in a pool of blood while trying to save me from an oncoming truck. With her final gaze fixed on me, she whispered, "If only I had never met you." Her mother was inconsolable with grief at the funeral. "I should have let Sophia be with Ethan Brooks. I never should have forced her to marry you!" Her father also looked at me with hatred in his eyes. "Sophia saved your life three times. She was such a wonderful person. Why couldn't it have been you who died instead?" Everyone regretted that Sophia had married me—myself included. I was driven away from the funeral, completely devastated. Three years later, I traveled back to the past after a time machine was invented. This time, I chose to sever all connections with Sophia, giving everyone the version of history they truly desired.

I was just a student who couldn't afford tuition. For five years, I was also the secret lover of Mafia Don Dante Costello. Publicly, I was his personal art restorer. In private, he spent his nights making me his, holding me close and kissing me breathless. Then his family arranged his engagement. To Isabella Rossi. A princess from a rival family. At their engagement party, Isabella stabbed the back of my hand with a shard of broken glass. He made me apologize. To her. For making a scene. Fighting back tears, I bowed my head to Isabella. When Isabella lost a bet and had to play Russian Roulette—one bullet, six chambers—he made me take her place. My hand shook as I raised the gun to my head. "You saved my life once," I told him. "Now you can have it back." The moment I vanished from his world, the ruthless Mafia Don who had everything under control...completely lost his mind.

*His eyes scanned my bruised face, searching for answers. A careful, gentle hand caressed my cheek, intensifying the turmoil in his gaze. "He did this to you." It wasn't a question; it was a statement. But I couldn't find my voice, trapped in frozen silence. Fear gnawed at my skin as I stood amidst cold-blooded killers, surrounded by chaos and lifeless bodies. And as he held the gun, I knew more bodies would soon drop.* *** To everyone else, she was a nobody. A vessel for their perverse desires, a desperate pawn willing to fulfill their every whim. A nearsighted girl, finding solace only within the pages of her books, a portal to escape reality. But what they failed to grasp was that behind those innocent blue eyes lurked a devil, dependent on her happiness, hiding in the shadows and watching over her. And that devil was prepared to sacrifice everything for her. The scariest part? She had no clue. *"Why do you act like you're in love with me?" "Jesus, Lily," he growled, "I TATTOOED YOUR NAME ON MY FUCKING CHEST!"*