The Mafia's Broken Vow

Kayla, a mute and wolfless omega had just found her mate, Alpha Aiden and thought that everything had fell into places, until the memories that she had tried so hard to hide came back resurfacing. The men that caused pained were now back in her life, threatening to take her down but this time, she was ready to fight each and everyone of them, even if it means that she has to lose the chance to be with the man she loves. Will victory be for Kayla? Or would her weak body fail her?

there is a girl is unknown city. she thought everyone is just like her innocent and naive and she has been sold to a lady who owned a brothel and she tortured nandini to be physically prepared for men who are gonna come and pay for the woman's they liked. but there is a one rule in her brothel and that is until room's gate open by the man who paid non of her girl's can come out without satisfying their master's fully. Suddenly a mafia appears and take her and married her. Read this story and you are gonna like it if have any doubt regarding it then try it. This story has a secret which you will love to read.

Dr. Olivia Carter has spent her life saving others, she is a brilliant and compassionate surgeon with a good heart. But when her Abusive father’s gambling debts catch up with him, she is somehow at the center of it. She is offered a one year wedding contract by the mafia Capo as the only resort to settling her father's debt.  Olivia, having no choice but to sign the contract to marry the cold hearted and emotionless Capo Dante Marino. Olivia is forced to live with him forsaking the hospital and working for him as his personal doctor. But Olivia's good heart and kind nature slowly deflates his emotionless exterior little by little. As the two of them are drawn together, Olivia must navigate Dante's dangerous world, where trust is fragile and betrayal is deadly and love a weakness in the mafia world.  Would his world destroy her good heart? or will she be able to elicit an emotion from the emotionless Mafia Capo.

Isabella Moretti, the spirited daughter of an Italian mafia boss, has always lived a life of luxury but dreams of freedom. Damian Volkov, the cold and ruthless heir to the Russian Bratva, hides a tragic past behind his icy demeanor. When their families arrange a marriage to secure a fragile truce, both feel like pawns in a deadly game. At first, they clash—Isabella defying the union and Damian seeing it as a mere duty. But after an assassination attempt throws them into danger, they are forced to rely on each other. As their partnership grows, they uncover a conspiracy threatening both their families, with betrayal coming from within. Through danger, bloodshed, and secrets, Isabella and Damian begin to see each other’s true selves, and their reluctant alliance turns into genuine love. Together, they fight to protect their families and rise above the chaos, discovering that even in the darkest world, love can be their strongest weapon.

Being a personal slave to the second son of the mighty Beckham, I was stuck between the love and lust of two brothers and I became another reason for a bigger family feud. What happens when I get marked by another who never owned me? Would my master let it slide?

When we were eight, Kaelen burned down an entire pack territory just to save me. He swore an oath before the Moon Goddess to be with me forever, to never leave my side. Not even his own father could keep us apart. Then, a pregnant human girl reeking of his scent strutted into my office, a smug smirk on her face. "He says you're old and boring," she gloated. "That your scars turn his stomach." He seems to forget that he's the reason I have every last one of them. And I am not some weak woman he can just humiliate.

My parents' enemy kidnaps me and livestreams chopping off my fingers just to force them to show up. For a time, the entire Internet searches for my parents. But what they don't know is that the captain who appeared in the livestream is my biological father. At that moment, he's on a beach in Hashford, setting off magnificent fireworks for his adopted daughter. And on their barbecue table, the livestream of my fingers being severed is playing. Later on, when I survive long enough to be rescued, I reach out my mangled hand to touch my parents. They recoil in disgust and leave without looking back, taking the adopted daughter out for Wersole food. But they don't know that the thing hidden within my mangled palm will make them regret their actions beyond measure.

Seorang putri dari mantan mafia yang telah lama diasingkan, terpaksa harus kembali ke Inggris untuk menjalani perjodohan yang telah diatur. Grassiela Stamford, begitu terkejut ketika mengetahui bahwa pria yang akan menjadi suaminya adalah lelaki asing yang pernah ia lihat belasan tahun silam. Mungkin pria itu tidak mengenalinya, mungkin juga pertemuan mereka dulu adalah sebuah kebetulan. Untuk pertama kalinya hati Grassiela berbunga. Namun seiring berjalannya rencana pernikahan, Grassiela menemukan fakta bahwa pria itu ternyata lebih licik dan lebih kejam dari dugaannya. "Aku bukan bagian dari orang-orang yang bisa kau kendalikan. Dan asal kau tahu, aku tidak akan pernah melupakan pertemuan ini," ucap Grassiela dingin bersama tatapan tajam pada pria di hadapannya. James Draxler berjalan mendekat. Tatapannya yang mendominasi membuat wanita itu menahan gugup. Lantas ia berkata di sela rahangnya yang mengetat, "jangan lupakan juga mengenai hubungan ini!" Murder and marriage Ambition and rapacious Manipulative and jealousy Wellcome to dark and hurt story BROKEN FLOWER Another side of agreement

"Why?" she muttered as tears welled up in her eyes, "Why did you do it?" He said nothing, and only picked up a document and stretched it to her. Boldly written on it is ‘Divorce Agreement’. She raised her eyes to him, studying him through blurry vision, "Why are you doing this to me?""Clarissa is back," he said with a straight face. "Clarissa is back... that’s why you sent me to another man’s bed so that you can have enough evidence to divorce?" she thought to herself, not having enough guts to say it out to his face. Vanessa never thought that one day she would be sent to another man's bed by her husband.And the purpose of her husband is just to force her to divorce.Her heart was so broken that she signed the divorce agreement. However, an accident reminded her of her true identity, Sophia Blake, the heiress of the Blake Family.What will happen when Sophia Blake came back? Read to find out.

Adelaide should have died on Selection Night. Instead, the Devil carried her across the veil—bleeding, furious, and burning with magic she shouldn’t possess. They're bonded, like it or not. Her power destabilises his realm. Their desire threatens to consume them both. As Hell twists and reshapes itself around her presence, one truth becomes impossible to ignore: Adelaide isn’t just his chosen. She’s the spark that could remake the underworld… or rule it. If she survives him long enough to claim the crown. ****Excerpt**** Adelaide hung suspended in the Devil’s ropes—breathless, trembling, every inch of her alive with flame. He circled her like a predator savouring the final moment before the kill. But he wasn’t hunting her. He was devouring the sight. “Look at you,” Apollo murmured, touching a glowing fingertip to the curve of her hip. Her body jolted, heat spiralling through her so sharply her vision blurred. “My Little Flame… you burn so beautifully.” The ropes tightened at his silent command, lifting her chest, arching her spine. Her breath broke. Magic crackled between them, alive and ravenous. He dragged a slow trail of fire up her ribs. She shuddered. “Tell me you feel it,” he whispered against her ear. She hated how fast the answer came. “Yes.” His grip closed around her throat—not harsh, but claiming—and her pulse leapt into his palm as if reaching for him. “You deny me with your mouth,” he said, “but your body kneels.” Heat built—pressure, light, something too big for her ribs. “Apollo—please—” “Yes,” he whispered, voice breaking. “Give in.” She did. Her flame erupted in a blinding burst, racing along the ropes, lighting the chamber in gold. Apollo inhaled sharply, awe and hunger twisting his features. “Good girl,” he breathed, ruined by the sight. “Burn for me.”