Mobromance Stories

17 year old Michelle Moretti is the daughter of Chicago mob boss Joseph 'blue eyes' Moretti. Since her Mom ran away some months ago with her driver and general go to man, Manny, her father decides to employ a new player in the game to protect her, one that goes by the name of Michael Leoni. As soon as Michelle sees Michael, she knows she has to have him. Tall, dark and dangerous, what's not to like? But what happens when the object of her affections is less than willing and her Dad is pushing her towards his desired match, Eugene Cipriani? Will she continue to pursue Michael or will she give in to Eugene? A tale of love with a little bit of danger and buckets full of humour. At least I hope. Read on and experience the delights of the first story in the trilogy that will be 'The Mafia Files'

Salma was mistakenly abducted from her matrimonial home by a crime syndicate. When the mob lord UmarFarouq showed no intention of letting her go, the beautiful yet relentless Salma must find a way to escape her captor... but how long will it take and at what cost? ©️2020

Aleksandr is the king of Legacy Prep, living a life of power. Luci is the school's punching bag, living a life of fear. The only good boys Aleksandr knows jump in his bed when he tells them to. The closest Luci has come to a bad boy like him is in the cafeteria line. The mob boss gave him orders to find out what Luci knows. His mouth is sealed. I just want to be a fu**ing made man. I'm just a fu**ing waiter.

They were born enemies. Forbidden from the start. But some rules are made to be burned.** When Inaya Sharma and Ilya Volkov are forced to work together on a university project, the hatred is instant. She's fire and fury wrapped in silk. He's ice and ruthlessness carved from stone. Their families have one rule: stay away from each other. Too bad neither of them has ever been good at following orders. What starts as mutual loathing ignites into something far more dangerous-stolen glances that linger too long, arguments that crackle with tension, and a single kiss that changes everything. Now they're playing a game where the stakes are their lives, their families, and their hearts. In a world where love is weakness and trust can get you killed, they're about to discover that the enemy of your enemy isn't always your friend-sometimes, they're the person who will either save you or destroy you completely. ____________________________ "𝖳𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌." "𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍." "𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍." His hands fisted in her hair, her knife pressed against his ribs, both of them breathing hard in the darkness of the supply closet. "𝖨𝖿 𝗐𝖾 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌," she whispered, "𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾'𝗌 𝗇𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄." "𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐." His voice was rough, desperate. "𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄." She should walk away. Should remember who he is, what he is, why this could never work. Instead, she dropped the knife. ___________________________ ⚠️ 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂: 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝘿𝘼𝙍𝙆 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩, 𝙜

Hendrix Moretti has built an empire on blood and strategy, but nothing prepares him for pink confetti falling at his baby shower. As New York's most feared mob boss awaits the birth of his daughter, he must navigate nursery preparations, betrayal from within, and the terrifying realization that the most dangerous thing he's ever protected is his own heart. Between building cribs and burying traitors, Hendrix discovers that being a father to a little girl might be the one battle he can't win-because she's already won him.

Condemned to an unhappy marriage by her father Emerald Davidson finds herself in quite the shitty situation, only to find help from someone who's no better. She trades one deal for another, but is oblivious to what that other deal is exactly until it's too late. *** "Welcome to the Riva famiglia." *** The mafia is a part of this story. I try to look up as much details as possible, but I might get some things wrong. If you notice a mistake, please let me know. My focus is on the characters more than it is on their environment, but I try to do both well. Written in first person past tense. This is my first ever published story, so bear with me. I promise it's not half bad. *** THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY ON HOLD. It has been written years ago, and I've only just decided to get back to writing and start a different story. This story might be rewritten, but I don't dare make any promises yet.

Enemies. Captor and captive. Desire and danger collide and one wrong move could cost her everything. "Try to run and i'll make sure you regret it." "I'm not afraid of you." "You should be."