Romance Books With Russian Mafia Novels & Stories

She whimpered with need. I stepped back, my fists clenched hard enough to distract me from her infernal body. She turned, slowly, to face me. “I’m not working with Orlov. I don’t know why he would attack you. I didn’t even know he was mafia until I came back.” She sounded so earnest. A stellar act, honestly. “You’re not going to marry him.” And deliver the Grand Marlow to the Contis? Hell would freeze over before I let that happen. I would drag her down the aisle with a gun to her head if that’s what it took.

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Author Pov Luna was sitting in the room clenching the arms of the chair. Tears were flickering in her eyes threatening to fall anytime. She couldn’t believe it. She got married. She just become a wife of the most feared mafia. And that be against her will. But how funny it is that she’s his puppet more than a wife.

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Blushing vigorously, I turn quickly and power walk back to duty-free. I can’t believe he remembers my reaction to romance books. Of course, he’d remember to him it seems like yesterday even though it was years ago. I am hating it more and more, knowing that Greg has no memory of the last two years. It is the one thing about this I keep forgetting myself, ironically. In duty-free I look for their book section and try and find a good book to read after I finished reading Stuck in Paradise with You by Laura Carter. How funny that, how this book played out, I now have to live it. So, I look for something a little more darker. Maybe a mafia or even a fantasy with werewolves, I don’t know. Taking

"For generations, they have erased bloodlines, rewritten histories, and turned allies into enemies before either side ever realized they were being played." Marco felt his pulse quicken. "You're saying my father... and Alessandro..." Father Matteo nodded slowly. "For nearly a century, every major mafia war this city has known has carried the shadow of the Raven." The old church suddenly felt colder. As Marco stared at the weathered symbol, one chilling thought settled into his mind. The Russo family hadn't been fighting their greatest enemy. Father Matteo reached for another journal, its cracked leather cover worn smooth by generations of careful hands. Dust drifted into the air as he opened

I simply looked up at him through the dim amber light of the room. His face was flushed, his dark hair damp and clinging to his forehead. The dark, storm-filled eyes searching mine were no longer just consumed by obsession; they were burning with a lethal, protective rage—a wild, unhinged fury born from the terrifying reality of the casino, the bullets that had grazed his shoulder, and the lingering, sickening threat of Yaroslav Dnipro invading his territory. Nikolai leaned down, taking my mouth in another deep, dark kiss that tasted like salt and fever. He didn't ask for permission this time, but his touch wasn't careless.

My secretary came in to remind me of the presentation from the product department that I was supposed to see. By the end of the day, I had received three calls from investors who wanted to pull out and two from sponsors who felt threatened by the public's opinion on the fact that Dave had claimed I ran a drug dealing and human trafficking ring. I dialed a number that my secretary had sourced for me. “Bella Rossa restaurant. How may I help you?” “Mikhail Romanov. I'd like to make a reservation for eight thirty. Can you make that work?” “Sure thing, Mr Romanov. Table for one?”

Cassie feigned innocence, a subtle smirk still playing on her lips as she winked at hades. She took a sip of her drink, her eyes darting between the two brothers. “Oh, dear. Are we talking about mafia business? I’m afraid I’m just a simple Russian girl, not much for complex dealings. Just here for the glitter. And the pretty boys.” She gave Gregory a playful pat on the arm, a gesture of ownership that seemed to irk Hades the more.

It was clear that Lucian was trying to provoke him, and it seemed to be working. "I, Lord Caspian, along with my wife Selene and Beta Vincent, hereby declare to this room that we will no longer participate in any tournament. We take our leave effective immediately," Caspian declared to the council. Suddenly, the door swung open, and I gasped as East Coast Mafia gang entered the room. Leading them was a man in a long black robe, carrying the staff of the Mafia Lord. "Rudolph," Vincent murmured to me. Behind us, Lucian stood and greeted Rudolph with open arms, who reciprocated.