Mafia's Obsession Novels & Stories

"Let me go." Anna tried to get out of Xavier's grip, but he tightened his grip and hid his face in her neck. Anna's eyes widened in shock. His intentions were dangerous. Before she could do anything, he leaned and licks her neck with his hot tongue and start tracing it to her earlobe. Anna pushed herself away from Xavier with full force and slapped him in the face. Xavier’s face suddenly turned red. Till today, nobody dare to slap him, he was Mafia king. He squeezed Anna's hair in his fist and grabbed her jaw. "To this day, no one has dared to deny me and you dared to slap me. Now you will pay for it.” He yelled furiously. "Yes, I raised my hand and I will raise it again. Humans are not beasts but you are a beast and you are not even ashamed of it,” Anna said with a tone full of hatred. "If you talk to me like that in the future, I will kill you and what did you say I am a beast? Why don't I show you to be a beast?" He leaned on her lips again and didn't back down until Anna's lips started bleeding. - This is the story of Mafia King's love that turned into obsession.

Isis Lancaster doesn’t take no for an answer. A Spanish Count born into nobility and the ruthless heir to a powerful mafia. He was raised to believe that those without royal blood are beneath him, and that control comes from lies, deception, and a perfect mask. He mastered the art of pretending… until she arrived. Suddenly, the rules no longer applied. The walls around his heart began to crumble. His carefully constructed world, one built on power, fear, and loyalty, turned upside down, and the man who always got what he wanted found himself powerless before the one woman who could break him completely.

“I want a different kind of meal from Arya,” Juan teased. “What’s that?” “Why don’t you sit on my face and you’ll know.” *+*++**++* Arya was never meant to stand out. With a deceased mother, an abusive father, and only a high school certificate to her name, she lived quietly and worked as a waitress in a bar, but one night she got just one look from Juan Moreno, the most feared mafia lord in Sicily and things went south. Sold like property to a man she didn’t know, Arya thought the worst had already happened. Until Juan came for her. He didn’t save her only, he claimed her just to have owner ship of her and then locked her in a prison disguised as a mansion. Now, she’s the most wanted woman—not for a crime, but for her beauty. And two ruthless mafia kings are at a cold war for ownership of her body. Juan, believes Dominic—his longtime rival who wants Arya is the only threat. But when he faces several attacks from an enemy he once thought was dead, he realizes his empire might fall. Can Juan protect the woman he would burn the world for, or will he be forced to hand her to the only man who might keep her alive?

"You really know how to make me angry, Mine," Seth growled right in front of Jasmine's face, making her feel his warm breath mixed with the smell of cigarette. "What were you thinking when you were with that jerk earlier, hm? Were you intending to spend the night with him?" Seth asked, making Jasmine silent as she looked at those sharp green eyes. Because I'm angry. Because I'm disappointed. And because I'm afraid of losing you. There were so many reasons Jasmine wanted to tell Seth, but it felt so difficult to express them all, so Jasmine finally just reached out her hand and pulled at the tie Seth was wearing, which erased the distance between them.

1000 years ago, Tyrant Alpha Orion fought a war of blood and death against his cunning rival Valentin Volkov - and became the strongest earning name, fame, lands, Kingdoms and titles—but he lost the most important thing in his life: his beloved fated mate, Stella Glazewski. With her dying breath, Stella extracts a promise from her love, Alpha Orion: that he will give up his ambition for blood and war and instead focus on nurturing their children and their pack's legacy. Devastated beyond measure, Orion raises their children while drowning in regret, obsessively mourning his beloved mate, Stella, until his final day, pleading with the Moon Goddess for one more chance to love her properly in his next life—as an equal, cherished and respected. 1000 years later….. In modern-day New York City, Alpha Orion is granted a second chance at love as he is reincarnated in his same Lockwood pack as Alpha Liam’s son. This time, he is a well-balanced, diplomatic Alpha—contrasting sharply with his past life as an absolute Tyrant. In this life, he has one goal: to love and cherish Stella and fulfill his previous life’s desire. He will stop at nothing to ensure her safety and happiness. Meanwhile, Stella is reincarnated in her Glaze pack once again, this time is not a mere damsel in distress. She is reincarnated as a curious, talkative, and intelligent seer with the gift of seeing the past, present, and future—unlike her previous life, where she was merely a polite maiden who followed others' orders. When these two reincarnated lovers try to join again, they learn that their rival from the past, Alpha Valentin Volkov, has been reincarnated as well. Stella and Orion as a power couple must navigate the challenges of their past to bring peace to their present lives.

Love is a hidden feeling that not everyone can feel immediately. Some love, at first sight, remains as hidden stories, few of those get into love tracks, while very few of them get success. If everyone understands the real meaning of it then there will be no failures or no one-sided love stories. Sometimes love can be formed by looking at their actions while few are layered as lust. Xavier Hunter, a 25-year-old successful CEO. He is 195cm tall(6 feet 5 inches) with masculine looks. His 8-pack abs will never fail in making girls drool over him but his eyes can scare anyone with a single glance. His aura is malignant and can make anyone shiver under his glare. Julia Parker is a 19-year-old girl. She is the perfect example of beauty and her graceful appearance can make anyone look at her again and again. Her captivating eyes are the most fascinating thing in her while her juicy lips make everyone desire to kiss her. Xavier gets lusts over Julia but she isn’t like other girls who go nuts over his handsomeness or for his money which makes Xavier get irritated and kidnap her. He wanted to make her his but his heart wrecks when he has seen her tears which makes him take a step back he wanted to make her his at any cost and starts torturing her. What’s the connection between Xavier and Julia? What's Xavier's past that made him like this? Will Julia give herself to Xavier? Or Will Xavier forcefully make Julia his or will he fall in love with her? To know more about their journey, come and join me. This story contains mature content, and twists that can make you overwhelmed with emotions, love, and many more.

The darkness in his eyes, the dangerous smell of in his breath, and his deathly grip keeping me bound to him made my heart pound in my chest and my body quiver beneath him. Shamefully, it wasn't anything that I wasn't used to, because…the things I let him do to me? When he was frustrated, annoyed, and angry at the world, I was here to be his pound of flesh. In return, he masked the void of my loneliness because for months, that was the transaction of our relationship. He'd pin me to the wall, bend me over the counter, pull my hair, slap me, choke me, and I enjoyed every second of it because in that moment, it finally felt good to be powerless. Irony is a funny thing. I enjoyed being in pain because it made me forget how much I was hurting. *** "I warned you, doll." His voice strikes a string of chills down the base of my spine, a reminder that all of the time in the world could pass, and he's still not letting go. This is where the good girl in me dies. "You're mine now," he whispers. *** My name is Mercy—Mercy Carter. I went to college. Got myself a useless Bachelor of Science in Mathematics degree. His name is Marcel—Marcello Saldívar. However, at the time, I didn't know that he, the heir to the Saldívar Mafia empire, was the man that I had blindly offered myself to. As smart as I am, I was stupid all the times when it actually mattered. After all, he did warn me he was dangerous. I just didn't think he could be much worse than my thug brother. I was vulnerable—naive. I belong to him. My name is Mercy, and I am the Mafia's Mercy.

Amelia looked at Xavier shocked by what she saw. His eyes were no longer filled with love for her like they once were, just an empty ink black eyes staring right into her soul. "How long?" Xavier asked. Realization dawned on her immediately 'he had found out'. "How long do you plan to deceive me?" He asked again in a cold, harsh but calm voice- the calm before a storm. His eyes shades darker-if that was even possible. Amelia stood silent, fear consumed her, she knew that no word can hold back his furry. "When did you plan to tell me that you were not the woman I was to marry, that you had snatched another's woman identity?" He said in a cold and furious voice. *************** Amelia's act of kindness landed her in an unexpected marriage with a stranger. What happens when hidden secrets are revealed and she finds out that her husband is the head Leader of the Australian Mafia and she was in the middle of it all?

Danica, a 25 years old who got married to a mafia boss name Zeke. Her life before was miserable and she choose to get married to experience a normal life but as soon she meet Zeke the mafia, she struggles to be the mafia's wife. She only thought her husband was ruthless and scary but later on she felt how the mafia's show it's loved for her.

She was his first light. He became her greatest shadow. She babysat him. And he fell in love. Years ago, 19 years old Olivia Wilde left behind a child, who loved her in silence, now she works for the man he's become. Fabian Stone is young, ruthless, unreadable and far too powerful. But buried beneath the cold exterior, is the same soul that once sketched her heart on torn paper and whispered promises he never got to keep. She shouldn't want him. He shouldn't still burn for her. But the past doesn't forget, and neither does he. ~~~ "Strip Olivia" he said, his voice dripping of command. I immediately obeyed, like I was programmed to follow all his instructions. My hand reached for my top and I slowly took it off staring him in the eyes. Next was my pants, then my bra, my breasts spilling from their confinement and I rubbed them, playing with my already hard nipples. His eyes were clouded with lust and something else I couldn't read. My hand reach for my panties, slowly taking it off, then tossing it where my other pile of clothing laid. I sat on the desk, legs spread, giving him a show of my already wet cunt. I heard him groan, a hot and sexy groan and I smirked, already proud of myself. I fingered myself, imagining it to be his long, thick hands, I close my eyes, reeling in the moment when his voice dripping command boomed, "Don't cum without me telling you to"