Romance Books With Russian Mafia Novels & Stories

Dear readers, Please note that although this story has a Russian theme, it is written in English. When reading dialogue, please assume that characters are speaking in Russian, even though it appears in English. This is the book 2 in the Dark Desires Series and book one is Dark Obsessions, a MM romance. Maddest Obsseions will be out soon! I did not upload it because I'm still working with a few adjustments on the plot. Xoxo

I admitted, pulling her phone out and placing it in the centre of the table. “I was once told that men like you always have a reason for doing these... torturing people. So, help me understand. What did he do to make you hurt him so brutally?” I regarded her while she waited for an answer, her eyes wandering around the cafe but not meeting mine for a single second. Maybe the thought of Leona had driven me toward her, but Abigail was nothing like that traitor. “That man was of the Bratva. They are—” “Russian Mafia.” She gave a half-shrug. “I know. They’re very notorious, from what I’ve read.”

Her eyes widened like that of a saucepan and her jaw dropped to the ground that I bet she wouldn't be able to pick it up for the next thirty minutes. “Yes. Ruslan Orlov.” I sighed, adrenaline coursing through my body at the mention of his name. The devil’s name. “God! I don't know if I should be happy or sad for you. You're a mafia princess,” she paused and swallowed. “That explains why you have two hefty hot bodyguards with you always.” “Yeah. To them, I would be in danger if I'm left alone.” I rolled my eyes and snarled. “I wish I can leave Russia.”

Which is why a sense of doubt creeps in. This is too good to be true. There has to be a catch. I lean in closer, lowering my voice. "Kevin, that's... way too much money for one night. What's the catch?" Kevin glances around the empty bar and fixes me with a stare. "Look, Mindy, I'll level with you. This isn't your typical gig. The client is... let's say, very well-connected. Russian businessman, if you catch my drift." My stomach tightens. Yeah, I catch his drift. I've heard rumors about the Russian community in New York, whispers of organized crime, and shady dealings I don’t want to get involved in. "Is it... legal?" I ask.

Growing up in Birmingham, being forced and groomed into the mafia under the influence of my stepfather. The man who ruined my motherfucking life. Every choice, every decision… Led to my own fucking downfall. Let me take you right back to the beginning. Where it all began. Right from when I was just a fucking child… Sit tight, be patient, and enjoy the rollercoaster. It’s gonna be one hell of a bumpy fucking ride. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. CHAPTER 1 Not all is what it seems § LOUIS § Punch after punch, I hit Thomas, letting out all the anger and frustration that had built up in me after all this time. I'd been waiting for the perfect moment to kill him for so many years.

“Wait. Is Rose blonde, tall and slender? Has fair skin and hazel eyes?” “It’s amber, not hazel,” I corrected. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. Are you out of your mind? She’s part of Cosa Nostra, or did you forget? Rosaline Guerra is off-limits to you, brother. Always has been. Don’t tell me you took that as a challenge.” “She was never a fucking challenge,” I roared back. “She’s part of Cosa Nostra?” Ma breathed, utterly shocked. “I thought she was an outsider.”

Thank you to everyone who has read it. I'm glad so many of you have enjoyed the story. Book two in the Mafia series begins after this point. Sick For Them It is a dark mafia romance. It is not the typical BXG and is MMMF romance. This story is one in which she is kidnapped, and the mafia saves her, and falls in love with her.

Putting his hand on his cheek, he glared at the woman. "How dare y-" "Just shut up!" Garaine yelled, trembling in rage. "How could you do that to me? I trusted you so much. I used to admire you. But you chose to join a mafia gang & betray me?! You know how much I hate the mafia but still, you chose to enter the underworld." She glared at her senior, standing face to face with him. Her eyes turned red, feeling the pain of betrayal slicing her heart. "Now, after doing such a horrendous deed, you are here to kill him and take me away? Didn't it hit your conscience? Don't you care how I will feel upon knowing the person whom I used to admire a lot turned into a dog of the heartless mafia?"

She didn't look like she belong here, in this world of the mafia but The fact of it was that she was indeed la princesa de la mafia 🎲🎲♠️♥️♣️♦️♠️♥️♣️♦️🎲🎲 María's POV- His soft hand against the skin of my cheek, I sighed leaning into his touch. "Lucien" I breathed at the warm feeling that spread through me. "Sorry princesa, You got me instead" a male voice softly spoke. My eyes shot open seeing the man from before. I quickly shuffled back backing away from the man in front of me.

I whispered back, the words spilling out completely raw, completely unfiltered. His lips curved into a faint, ruthless smile. "You don't know that yet, foxy," he murmured softly. His hand slid down from my jaw, his fingers trailing over my throat, down to my chest, resting just above the waistband of my dress. "I've done a lot of bad things," Roman said. "And I'm about to do some pretty bad things to you now." My pulse spiked wildly. “Here?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.