

Stories


Kidnapped and Forced Into Marriage By The Don
“Crawl to me, little kitten…” His voice is low. Merciless. The kind of voice that sinks beneath your skin and coils around your throat like a chain. I came to Italy chasing freedom. A girls’ trip filled with expensive wine, reckless laughter, and golden streets kissed by the sun. I thought I was escaping my old life. Instead, I walked straight into hell. Because one drunken mistake was enough for the Italian mafia to find me. Enough for him to claim me. Alessandro Vercelli — a man carved from violence and power, dressed in charcoal Armani, his tattooed knuckles stained with blood and sin. He did not take me for ransom. He took me for revenge. My father refused his alliance. So Alessandro decided to take the only thing my father could never refuse. Me. By sunrise, I am forced into a marriage sealed with blood and ancient vows whispered beneath candlelight. A crimson-stained ring slides onto my finger like a death sentence. “Now your father belongs to me too.” The palace he keeps me in is beautiful enough to fool the world, but beneath the silk sheets and marble walls lies a cage built for obedience. Armed men guard every doorway. Secrets crawl through the halls like ghosts. And at the center of it all stands Alessandro. Cruel. Possessive. Untouchable. A monster who would burn kingdoms for me while destroying every piece of who I used to be. I hate him. I fear him. But the worst part is the way my body betrays me whenever his dark eyes settle on mine. Every touch feels like ownership. Every promise sounds like a threat. Every night becomes a war between running from him… or surrendering completely. I am Mia Vercelli now. And in Alessandro’s world, love is not gentle. It is obsession. It is brutality. It is devotion sharpened into a weapon. This is the story of how I was stolen by the mafia… and forced to become the wife of the devil who may either ruin me completely or protect me with blood on his hands until my final breath. Because when Alessandro Vercelli chooses you, there is no escape. Only a one-way descent into hell. And now… the devil demands an heir.


Married To My Mafia Stepbrother
I regretted having a one night stand with my boss who turned out to me my stepbrother... I am wealthy. My father died, and he had been involved in the mafia. Years after his death, my mother decides to marry Genevesse, the Godfather of Las Vegas. Before my father died, a year ago, he gave all his property and money to his mistress, Rafaella Deconti. My mother was going through a hard time. All we had left in our name was a penthouse and a car. To survive, I started working in an office as a secretary. Soon, my mother began living the perfect life again. Then she told me she was in love with the Godfather. Basically, the Godfather became my stepfather. My mother had a simple wedding. I had a boss named Leonardo Callavaro. He was a complete pain in the ass, and somehow, he irritated me more than anyone else. One night, I went out with my friends to a nightclub, where I found out my boss was there too. That was also the night I discovered he owned the club. Later, my mother told me she had a great marriage proposal for me. But I didn’t want to marry anyone. My mother knew I was still pure, and in a desperate attempt to ruin the proposal, I ended up sleeping with my boss, Leonardo Callavaro, during a drunken night at the club. A month later, I found out he was my stepbrother. Months later, my mother died in an accident. After her death, Leonardo started haunting me everywhere I went, until one day he offered me a deal I couldn’t refuse: marry him, and he would help me reclaim all my rights from Rafaella Deconti. I wanted what rightfully belonged to me, so I married him, even though I hated him. It was all a great game of mind and it was not that easy.


From Maid to Mafia bride
My father’s death leaves behind more than grief. It leaves behind a debt that destroys my life. A mysterious letter drags me to Las Vegas, straight into the empire of Adriano De Costa — the Don of the Corrupted Royals crime Famiglia. Our first meeting is not mercy, but a sentence. Death… or servitude. I choose to live. To repay my father’s debt, I become his maid, scrubbing bloodstained floors in a mansion ruled by fear. Adriano performs a blood-bound ritual to “welcome” me into his world, branding me as part of his family while I remain nothing more than a maid in his house. Yet he is dangerously handsome. And the way he looks at me makes my heart forget who he really is. One night, everything changes. I give him the one thing I can never take back, my innocence. Days later, I learn the truth. He is engaged. My heart shatters into silence. I realize I was never meant to be more than a mistake. Until another truth is revealed. The blood ritual Adriano performed was not symbolic. In his world, it was a real marriage. Without vows. Without love. Without my consent. From maid, I became his bride. Now I am trapped in a marriage born of secrets and betrayal, bound to the man who broke my heart and owns my future. In Adriano’s world, love is dangerous, loyalty is law, and marriage is power. And I must decide whether I will escape his darkness… or become its queen.


The Luna Marked By Two Rejected Alphas
She was born under the moon, claimed by power, and torn between fate and choice. Lyra Vale lives in a world where wolves rule the shadows and mafia kings wear tailored suits instead of crowns. As an assistant to the DeLuca family, she knows survival means loyalty, silence, and strength. Kael DeLuca has been her protector since childhood. Her chosen mate. The man who stayed when everyone else left. Riven Blackmoor is the Alpha King. Her fated mate. The man who rejected her once and returned to claim her when it was already too late. Caught between two powerful wolves, Lyra is forced to navigate love that defies rules, morality, and tradition. When betrayal, loss, and bloodshed tear her world apart, she must decide who she is without the moon’s blessing and what kind of love she deserves. This is not a story about perfect choices. It is a story about love that survives darkness. And the man she chooses when fate is no longer enough. --- He sees. He snarls, triumphant and reverent. “Oh, this tight pussy. You gave me your virginity, Lyra.” I nod, mouth parted, breath soughing. I feel owned, marked, impaled on the cock of the only wolf fate ever designed for me, and I burn with crazy pride. He pulls back, tunnel glistening with my innocence, then sinks again, deeper than physics should allow. My walls grip, flutter, try to memorize his shape.


She belongs to the mafia king | 18+
Trigger Warning: This is a dark mafia romance with themes that may be disturbing to some readers. "Are you going to kill me for betraying you?" I ask with with heart pounding against my chest. He reaches close and grabs me by the neck and whispers in my ear, "Take off your clothes and spread your legs for me little bird." He was the mafia king, ruthless, feared, and owed a bride. My brother was drowning in debt. To save his own life, he sold me to the Cosa Nostra. To the man I was promised, Damiano Lombardi, the most dangerous man in New York Crime Family. But instead of accepting my fate, I ran-far, fast, and without looking back. Years later, he finds me. I thought he would kill me for dishonoring him. But Damiano doesn't want my death, he wants revenge, obedience... and me. What began as a twisted marriage agreement becomes a dangerous obsession. Damiano Lombardi is no longer just the man I ran from. He's the one I can't escape-his touch, his fury, his love. But in the shadows of our past, enemies wait. And in this world, love is not a sanctuary. It's a weapon. Damiano was nothing less than a greek god. Girls threw themselves at him and I thought I was nothing like them, but I was wrong.


Given in debt to the mafia King
I was never given a choice. My stepbrother’s debt to the Cosa Nostra sealed my fate, and in exchange for his life, I was handed over like property—promised to Sebastian Manchini, the ruthless mafia king of New York. Always dressed in black, he wears death like a crown, yet his face holds the beauty of a Greek god. Sebastian is no ordinary man. He is the kind of power whispered about in the dark—the shadow everyone fears but no one dares to confront. Men tremble at his name. Women crave his touch. And me? He makes my pulse race, my knees weaken… and he is the one man I can never refuse. But power never comes without blood. Chaos rips through New York, loyalties burn to ash, and the king I was forced to marry may very well become the man who destroys me. I thought I had escaped him, slipped free of the chains of his empire. But six months later, he found me—and bound me to his bed, determined I would never run again.What he doesn’t know is the truth I’ve buried in my heart— I fell in love with him the moment I saw him. He is not only the king of this city. He is the king of my heart. And I am not just his wife. I am his queen.