Mafia Husband Novels & Stories

Taylor Dante, a Billionaire heiress lives a life similar to a fairytale. She is the only daughter of one of the worlds richest man, Donald Dante and is engaged to Kelvin who is perfect in every way possible. Her life takes a dramatic turn when her fiance Kelvin is found dead on the day of their wedding. The police rule it as suicidal but Taylor believes otherwise prompting her to dig deep. Her search for the truth takes her on a dangerous path into the Mafia world where she has to do everything to ensure her survival and get to the bottom of knowing who killed her fiance. What fate awaits Taylor as she uncovers the truth?, Find out in Mafia Diaries

Dana Montecarlo woke up from a 5-year coma due to a severe traffic accident. She woke up from her hospital bed, with her loving husband on her side, Garrett Montecarlo. Dana was happy and relieved to know that her husband survived the car crash, and he's alive and well. But there seems to be something different about her husband, especially with his kiss. It wasn't that passionate as it used to be. She's wondering why her husband can't look at her straight in the eye. He's acting aloof and distant towards her, as if they were total strangers. What could've happened to her husband after the car crash?

After Father's death, everything falls apart. My stepmother seizes the inheritance and leaves us with nothing. Just when I think we can finally breathe, fate hits us harder—Dongju's accident leaves him clinging to life. With hospital bills piling up, despair becomes my only currency. Then, the President Director makes an offer I can't refuse: money for Dongju's treatment, in exchange for marrying his son, Byun Baekhoon—a man whispered to be gay, and heir to one of the most powerful conglomerates in the country. I sign the contract with trembling hands, thinking it's just a business deal. But Baekhoon isn't who I expected. Behind his cold eyes and calculated words, he hides something darker—something dangerous. And the more I try to survive this marriage, the more it feels like I'm burying myself alive.

Athena's last memory is a terrifying plunge from a rooftop, the gunshot that killed her—her husband Austin's gunshot—echoing in her ears. She impossibly wakes on her wedding day, reliving the marriage that led to her death. Trapped in a time loop, she must escape Austin's planned murder. Her arranged marriage is a gilded cage, a death sentence disguised as family duty, escape seemingly impossible. A glimmer of hope arises at the concurrent engagement party of billionaire Kael Visconti and her cousin, Arabella. Rumors swirl around Kael, whispering of underworld ties and his reputation as a ruthless mafia don—a truth he carefully conceals, adding to his aura of power and intrigue. Knowing of Arabella's affair, Athena proposes a risky deal: information on the infidelity in exchange for help escaping her wedding. They strike a bargain: Kael will publicly disrupt the wedding, posing as her lover, in exchange for a sham marriage. The plan succeeds. Kael's dramatic intervention creates chaos; Athena escapes. Their flight becomes a media sensation, thrusting Athena into a public engagement with Kael. But this salvation turns terrifying. A violent confrontation with Arabella and her lover reveals Kael's true nature: he's not just a billionaire but the ruthless head of an extensive underworld organization. The shot is precise, swift, and utterly ruthless; the man falls with horrifying finality. Athena sees the cold calculation in Kael's eyes, a terrifying glimpse into his cruelty. She's traded one dangerous man for another, far more powerful and unpredictable. Her fight for survival against a man far more dangerous than Austin has only just begun. The city's most dangerous man is now her soon-to-be husband.

(21+) For two million dollars, Carver Leopard is willing to sell his body to a hypersexual woman much older than him. "I don't love you, but I just need your body to warm my bed forever," said a woman without wearing a single thread on her body with passionate gestures.

Everyone calls him the perfect husband. Successful. Devoted. The kind of man who remembers anniversaries brings flowers “just because,” and makes the world believe love can still be pure. He smiles the way heroes do. He listens the way good men should. He protects his wife like she’s his entire universe. But perfection is a story he tells so beautifully… No one ever questions who wrote it.When whispers start slipping through the cracks, it becomes harder to ignore the truth lingering beneath his polished surface.What if he’s the most dangerous lie of all? "It's not revenge ,it's the circle of life..." Get ready to dive into a thrilling world of suspense, love, and danger in The Perfect Husband. warning ⚠️ This is not a healthy love story. It deals with manipulation, control, and mind games that blur the line between devotion and danger. If stories about psychological abuse are triggering, this book may not be for you.

DARK ROMANCE!My back hit the wall, I was trembling in fear because of his close proximity. He was so angry that his veins were popping out from his neck, his jaw was clenched. I didn't dare to look at his eyes."Look at me!" He roared.I didn't muster the courage to look at his evil eyes so, I kept my head low, squeezing myself in to the wall. His hot and raged breath was fanning my face. In an instance he moved closer flushing his body against mine. A whimper left my mouth and I put my hands on his chest to create some distance but he didn't even budge."M-mov-e away." She stuttered badly.The next moment he punched the wall so hard just right next to my head, and I close my eyes in fear as new set of tears welled up in my eyes.The next thing he held my jaw with his one hand and jerked my face up.My eyes met his and.............

I smiled a bit. I ran my fingers on my iphone. I beckoned my men to shoot his men. They were on the ground in a second, wet in their own blood. I saw she was glaring at me in my eyes. Nobody dared to look in my eyes, she did. Her bewilder eyes were making her more sexy and hot. I paced toward her, gripping from her waist. She was giving me a touching rose petals feeling. I knew what I was going to do. I clutched her tightly and jumped from the railing~~~~~~~ Duante Rego, the international business tycoon, mafia emperor, cruel with badness, ruthless, no mercy for wrong, powerful. It changed his life when he met long wavy haired beauty and he claimed her as his wife at gunpoint. Eveleen Kashyap is a sweet, fun loving, brave, innocent girl. Who is away from this mafia evilness. She attended a family function with her friends, which changed her life. First she met her kidnapper, then Emperor of the Mafia world. Who hooked her up as his wife.

Raven Rosette, the only daughter of Caston Rosette, the infamous Mob Boss of Sicily. She is beautiful, sassy and a talented soon-to-be doctor. She loves her papa but the only thing she hates about him is his title Mob Boss Trapped in the world of possessive mob bosses, Raven finds herself entangled with someone who is forbidden for her. He is a deadly poison and she was willing to drown in his poison. Both their hands are immersed in blood. One is obsessed with taking lives then another is obsessed with saving lives

"Do you take Asher Williams as your lawfully wedded husband" the priest asked me I bit my lips and look over to my Dad who had an expressionless face , my step mom glared at me I scoff "yes" He turn to the handsome man by my side, I must admit although I don't want to get married , this man is so handsome with beautiful eyes , thin lips, tall, with abs I drool "and do you take Cheryl Kingsley as your lawfully wedded wife?" I snapped from my thoughts and waited for his reply Part of me hope he would say no and stop the wedding and part of me hope he would say yes "Yes" he replied The priest smiled "you may kiss your bride" He turn to look at me and frown " No" I could hear a chuckle from my step mom "Kissing girls is bad" he said I raise a brow what is wrong with him? An elderly woman rush to the alter and whisper something into his ears He stare at me I was becoming impatient , what a disgrace I held him and force my lips on his I felt a force push me from him I fell hitting my ass on the ground, it didn't hurt much because of the thickness of the wedding gown He pushed me! Me! I wanted to stand up and give him a piece of my mind but looking at the congregation, their mocking smile , I couldn't , I felt so embarrassed thank goodness the only people invited were friends and family But still,all those girls that look at me like an untouchable goddess I felt like crying , I bit my lips and remained on the ground pretending I've lost consciousness and hoping the ground would open up and swallow me