Novel & Cerita Ya Mafia Romance Books

As we say goodbye and draw the curtains of Pains of Amara, lets welcome Nicole and Raphael story in: A MAFIA'S POSSESSION Anticipate my new story "A Mafia's Possession" A dark mafia romance of two star crossed lovers. Take care you all!

Libro 2 Mi Corazon te pertenece - Book 2 My Heart will be yours Power & Temptation Mafia Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 Mafia Italiana - Book 1 Italian Mafia Libro 2 IVANOV, Mafia Rusa (Only A****n /Unlimited Kindle) A****N KINDLE luna indomable spanish version Individual stories (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Luna Indomable - Fearless Luna Bilingual Author Proudly Latina Lara Soultaker

Author Note: Dear Readers, Since English is not my first language, there will be tons of grammatical mistakes. Please continue reading this book only if you don't have any issue with that. Rest I could guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline. The following are my books which are completed until now if interested do give a look over them. Her Unloved Mate Her Chosen Mate Purchased By The Mafia Can't Help Falling in Love My Bride is Not a Human Chosen By An Alpha

These Mafia customs demanded my marriage, a tattoo on my skin—branding me as a part of the Cosa Nostra forever—and a murder, all of which I had avoided long ago, because my brother, Adonis Vitale, was the capo, the boss of all bosses. There was no escape anymore. No avoiding my fate. Marrying Mariella Romano was for only one reason. Power. Her father was one of the most powerful underbosses, and that would have me a solid spot and allies that would come in handy. Because there was more than one person waiting to pluck me out of here, like a weed. But I wouldn’t go anywhere. I smirked as I said, “Just a year or two, until I kill my enemies and then Mariella will be gone, and you and I would f

He said and went back to his work while Heer rolled her eyes. “Dust will be beneficial, only harm is harm ... You will make me a criminal, my hereafter will be destroyed ... What is the use of asking a servant ...? In your opinion, the advantage is ... Welcome to Me Mafia ... But in my view it is ... Welcome to me in hell ....” She gritted her teeth, muttered under her breath and looked out at the streets that led her to a strange city in a strange country...

He is a TRILLIONAIRE! Not only that, but he is also a Mafia boss. However, surprisingly, his mafia doesn't engage in killing like other criminal organizations. Instead, he protects people, which has earned him many enemies, or so I've heard. To be honest, I don't know much about him, and I have never really bothered to find out. This is because of what happened between us five years ago, on my birthday. Jessica and I made a pact to get extremely drunk on our 20th birthday. It was on that day that I met Bryan for the first time. Despite being my brother's best friend, I had never crossed paths with him before, unlike Jessica, who had spent a lot of time with him while growing up. This was bef

He chuckled and laughed himself lighter, easing the tension a bit. "Just figuring that out?" She relaxed enough to let a low chuckle rip through her throat. Soft, sweet laughter was contagious; for one brief moment, the room calmed and she was no more than two people who stood quietly in a mad world. They spoke little things—memories, dreams, even silly anecdotes from their pasts. As the night deepened, all that heaviness between them seemed to go away and was replaced with a feeling of connection neither had seen coming. It was close to the end of their meal when Valentine got up to take away the tray because the tea was already quite cold, though Arnulfo's plate was empty. She shook her he

"And Jet, you're dismissed." Jet and Marcus left, leaving me alone. As the door closed, I leaned back in my chair, studying the photo of Siara once more. I tapped a finger against the edge of the folder, a predatory gleam in my eye. "What a bloody good coincidence," I whispered to myself. I reopened the folder and started reading through Siara Movark's file in detail. It was no longer about the money-no, it was personal. It was revenge.

Especially when she had mouthed my name and I knew it was me she was imagining between her slender thighs. “I-“ she tried to cover herself with the bed clothes and stopped her eyes on me like she realised it was too late to act coy now. “What are you doing here in the middle of the night Dante?” Her voice was challenging and I couldn’t help but grin. God she was a fire ball. I loved that about her. If she had been any normal mafia princess she would have bored me to distraction. As it was she was perfect for me. A woman who challenged me at every step.

He gave me a short description. My blood boiled in my veins. I couldn't control my anger anymore, " What kind of a mafia you are! If you let him blackmail you. " I seethed and punched in the face. I heard Maya screaming. Blood oozed from his nose. I waited for him to punch me back. Which never came. " Listen, brother, I know you are angry with me. " He said, running his thumb on the blood slipping down from his nose. " Brother. " I frowned.