Organizedcrime Stories

She had traveled to Seoul expecting nothing more than a summer of ordinary adventures. Instead, she found herself inside a world where silence carried more weight than words, and danger wore the face of a man who refused to let her leave. He was younger than her, colder than the city he controlled, and entirely uninterested in being anyone's idea of a hero. A kkangpae by blood and by choice, he believed protection and possession were the same language. She believed otherwise. Their first meeting was not romantic. Their first weeks were not gentle. What grew between them happened in the spaces between arguments, through rain against window glass, in the quiet of rooms where neither dared to speak first. Then she escaped, returned to the life she had promised herself, and discovered that some departures leave deeper roots than any stay. Years later, he found her again on a Charlotte street, older and guarded, walking beside a child, his eyes. The boy did not know him. The woman who had raised him alone had no intention of sharing what she had built. But the past does not remain buried simply because the surface looks peaceful, and the organization he never abandoned had a way of reaching across oceans. This is not a redemption story. It is not a story about a dangerous man becoming safe. It is the story of a woman who learned that love could exist without rescue, and a man who spent seven years searching for the only person who ever made him question what control truly costs. © _RelleLebby_// R. L.

She was hired to keep him alive. She did not plan on anything else. Janelle Thompson was a Black American ex-special operations soldier running from a betrayal that ended her career and nearly ended her belief in other people. She took a long-term protection contract in Shanghai: a diplomat's reckless son, a credible assassination threat, a job that should have been clean. Liang Jun was arrogant, careless, and furious about needing protection. He did everything wrong. He was also, slowly and against every reasonable expectation, someone she was not prepared for. The threat surrounding them ran deeper than a hired contract. Enemies were embedded in people Jun trusted. The organization hunting him was patient, resourceful, and closer than either of them knew. And the man from Janelle's past who showed up in China offering help had his own agenda, and she knew the shape of his help from the inside. The closer they got to the truth, the more dangerous everything became. The closer they got to each other, in stolen hours and 3 a.m. honesty and the specific intimacy that followed surviving something together, the harder it was to pretend there was still a line between the job and what this had become. This was not a quick burn. Nothing here came easily. The trust cost something. The love cost more. ©️ Relle H

'ʟᴀᴄᴜɴᴀ' / ʟəˈᴋ(ʏ)ᴏ͞ᴏɴə/ *ɴᴏᴜɴ - ᴀ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴛ; ᴀɴ ᴜɴꜰɪʟʟᴇᴅ ꜱᴘᴀᴄᴇ; ᴀɴ ᴀʙꜱᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢᴇᴅ.* At fifteen, Belladonna Vescari disappeared. A daughter of one of America's most powerful families, she was taken across an ocean and delivered into the hands of a Russian dynasty whose name she was supposed to fear. Instead, she found Mikael Karelin. He was seventeen, dangerous in all the quiet ways, and the one person who made a foreign country feel a little less like a prison. Somewhere between whispered prayers, old Russian letters, reckless promises, and a verse neither of them would ever forget, they fell in love. Then Belladonna watched him die. Three years later, she is home in Massachusetts, alive in a world that once learned how to mourn her. Russia exists only in nightmares now-until an ordinary afternoon ends in blood. And in the hands of someone she loves is a letter. Her name is written across it in a way no living person should know. In handwriting belonging to a dead boy. 𝟖:𝟎𝟕 '𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞.' Perhaps some things refuse to stay buried. And perhaps the most dangerous thing Belladonna brought home from Russia was never her grief. It was the truth she left behind.

She arrived in Tokyo expecting family. What she found was a cage with beautiful bones. Eighteen-year-old Lydia Hamada has spent her whole life existing between categories, never quite belonging anywhere. When a one-way ticket brings her to Japan, she walks into something worse than displacement: a transaction. Her stepfather's debts have been settled with her body, and a powerful yakuza heir is waiting to collect. She was not supposed to fall in love. She was not supposed to find someone who saw her completely and chose her anyway. And the boy she loves was not supposed to pay the price he pays. Now Lydia is trapped inside a gilded nightmare of surveillance, sedation, and systematic control, performing obedience while building something no one is supposed to see. She has one chance. One network of quietly terrified people making small choices that add up. One man who broke his contract to stand between her and the worst of it. And a rage she has learned to compress into patience. Bride Price is a slow-burn dark romance set in Tokyo, centering a Black and Japanese protagonist in an interracial love story that does not flinch from the cost of what love means in a world that has decided you belong to someone else. Mature themes. Explicit content. Part One: The Fall. ©️ _RelleLebby_//R. L.

Naomi Kingston spent twenty-seven years as the reliable daughter, the competent employee, the invisible woman who kept everyone else's life running while her own slowly suffocated. When she finally walked away-quit her job, sold her things, bought a one-way ticket to Japan-she told herself she was running toward freedom. She did not expect to collide with a man whose entire existence was built on the exact things she had escaped: control, obligation, and inherited violence. Ryūji Kurogane was born into power, trained in blood, and married to a woman he respects but does not desire. He has spent a decade performing absolute control while quietly suffocating beneath it. He does not believe in rescue. He does not believe in redemption. He believes in power, loyalty, and the elimination of complications. Then Naomi Kingston walks into his nightclub, stares at him with an expression not of fear, and becomes the complication he cannot eliminate. What begins as escape becomes captivity. What begins as passion becomes obsession. And what begins as a single reckless night becomes a pregnancy that ties her to the most dangerous man in Osaka's criminal underworld. This man already has a wife, a dynasty, and a reputation for permanently removing obstacles. When an attack leaves Naomi with a shattered leg and forced dependence on the man she is trying not to need, the fragile structure of their connection collapses into something more honest and more dangerous than either anticipated. In a world of Yakuza violence, political marriages, and blood loyalty, two damaged people must decide whether love that begins in deception can ever become something true-and whether the freedom they both crave can survive the price of choosing each other. This is not a redemption story. It is a story about two people who see each other clearly-damage and all-and decide to stay. _RelleLebby_ // R. L.

Blood gives power. Love gives access. Together, they can become leverage.

Five years ago, Francheca Bianchi was forced to leave Sicily to forget the only man she was never supposed to love: Alessandro Romano, her father's right-hand man and the most powerful mafia boss's most trusted lieutenant in Italy. When she returns, she discovers that the past never truly stays buried. Forgotten letters, hidden alliances, betrayals, and long-buried secrets begin to surface, forcing her to question everything she believed about her family... and about the man she had always considered her enemy. In a world where loyalty is worth more than blood, and a single mistake can cost a life, love may be the greatest sin of all.

When Tabitha returns to Liverpool to sell the flat she hasn't set foot in for six years, she knows the city holds things she never finished with. Chief among them: Michael Kavanagh. She was twenty the last time she saw him. What happened between them left marks that didn't heal the way bones do. She built a life in London, told herself it was enough, and never went back. Now, Liverpool hasn't changed, but the balance of power in Michael's world has. Old loyalties are shifting, and the family he built his life around is fracturing from within. Michael's working to secure his place in a game that doesn't forgive distraction.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ Tabitha's presence is exactly that. As past and present slide too close together, the pull between them feels as dangerous as it ever did. Only now, both of them know what it costs. ******** This City is Ours fanfiction Michael Kavanagh x Female OC BOOK TWO in the BETWEEN US series.

🌙 Some good old days are better left in the past. Others refuse to stay there. 🌙 Brain never expected Brad to come back into his life. Then again, the cat who came back barely resembles the boy he remembers. Now he calls himself Smooth. A feared Moretti enforcer. A killer with blood on his hands, a missing eye, too many names, and enough money and influence to make almost any problem disappear. Almost. Because after years apart, Smooth discovers there is one thing he cannot buy, threaten, follow, or force his way into having again: Brain's trust. Brain has every reason to stay away from him. He doesn't. Somewhere beneath the red suit, the Moretti name, and everything Smooth has become, Brain can still recognize pieces of the boy he spent years trying to find. And Smooth, who knows how to watch, threaten, hurt and control people far better than he knows how to care about them, has to learn something considerably more difficult: Keeping someone close isn't the same as having them choose to stay. What begins as a secret attempt to reconnect with the childhood friend he once called his brother slowly becomes something neither of them knows how to name. ~ A Top Cat fanfiction about childhood friends, second chances, mafia families, obsession, dark humor, and two cats discovering that some things cannot simply become what they used to be. ~ Brain × Smooth (OC) 💜 M/M Romance 🔫 Mafia / Crime 🌙 Hurt/Comfort 🌹 Childhood Friends to Lovers 🩸 Psychological / Dark Themes ⚠️ Mature themes, violence and dark humor

From Dan Bojack's side; this psychological Mystery-thriller about two lovers who find themselves thrust into having to face off against one another, in their mafia affairs, at that too in their capacities as leaders of their respective organisations, and syndicates, is told. Expect... Burning love, burning betrayal, burning heartbreak, a burning criminal world, and a burning city, with souls came, and gone by. A serious mind fuck! Be warned, there will be some very graphic descriptions of man fucking, rape, and other off setting stuff.

ASHFALL - Synopsis / Blurb Three years ago, Obinna lost his sister. The police called Amarachi's disappearance a dead end. Obinna never believed them. Now living in the shadows of Lagos, the former engineer has become something else-a quiet, relentless investigator who hunts the people the law cannot touch. His search leads him to a powerful criminal syndicate involved in drug trafficking, kidnapping, human trafficking, organ harvesting, corruption, and money laundering. Then he saves Delight. She is searching for her missing brother, David, who was killed after uncovering evidence against the same organization. Before his death, David hid a backup containing information that could expose the syndicate-and now both Obinna and Delight are being hunted for it. Forced into an uneasy alliance, they follow a trail of encrypted evidence, corrupt officials, secret safehouses, and people who are willing to kill to protect the truth. But the deeper they go, the more dangerous the truth becomes. Because the syndicate is not just watching them. It knows who they are. And in Lagos, some secrets are buried so deep that digging them up can get you killed. ASHFALL is a gritty crime thriller about vengeance, betrayal, survival, and two strangers who discover that taking down the people responsible may cost them everything.

Poppy is a professional art tutor in a little town off the bay of Portsmouth. After a few years of teaching children and teens, she decides to take a trip to London for a much needed vacation. Taking in the bustling streets and peacefully gloomy skies, she ends up frequenting a coffee shop in the afternoons to sketch candids of the preoccupied citizens going about their daily lives when one day, a small boy named Teddy helps her when another customer knocks her over while he sprinted from the cafe. The boy asks her if she could show him how to draw like she did, and a quick friendship blossomed between woman and child. After a couple weeks of meeting Teddy at the cafe, a mysterious man with dark glasses and matching suit came with him, along with a whirlwind of mystery and drama

Verhigh's vicious streets never forget. How deep would you go just to be worthy...? Set in a time where every family wanted to rule, who would stand on top? "I really don't meet a lot of strangers-" he said. Mordecai stared at the king, Ladhe power and might swallowed him up like a leviathan. Anything to get away from the cold walls of the Bronze, he jumped at the offer of salvation. What more could I am saved mean?

"It's fuck all about heat or chemistry or any such shit, Gallagher. You and me...it's just a thing that cannot happen. The sooner we both accept that, the better off we'll be." BY - SHAMELESSQUESTIONS ON AO3

Mida King is a chameleon of an actress, but not the kind that performs stage plays. Her skill set is valuable and desired by more than one criminal organization. She escapes her confines once, but is quickly caught again. This time she will have to use more than just her skills to stay alive. High heeled and sassy, she's not afraid to kick some tush- but Mida learns sometimes it's the ones we love that hurt us the most. P. S. She adores pink. 🌹👜👡

In the heart of a city ruled by shadows, Cris finds himself at a crossroads. Desperate to connect with his brother Juan, he delves into the world of the Cartel del Alto Rango, seeking out its enigmatic leader, Fantasma. As Cris pledges himself to the cartel, he discovers a labyrinth of power, loyalty, and betrayal. "Whispers of Power" unravels the tale of Cris's journey from an outsider to a key player in a ruthless underworld, where every choice could be his last and every whisper could mean life or death.

Sixteen year old Ruby Palmer is about to walk into the most dangerous and frightening job imaginable - trainee office junior. Ruby's inability to type and her very bad attitude keep her moving around the firm until she eventually finds herself under the strict rule of Mr Alessi, senior partner and successful criminal lawyer. Ruby soon discovers that not everything is as it seems. All the wrong kinds of people think Mr Alessi just employed himself an easy target and they intend to bully Ruby into doing their dirty work for them. What they don't realise is that Ruby isn't one to bow down to intimidation or pressure. She's quick, she's clever, and she's about to give them all a deadly run for their money Poker Face is Book 1 in a legal thriller series aimed at the young adult and adult reader. It is packed with thrills, suspense, romance, twists and turns, and has already received a pretty good fan base with lots of fantastic reviews (on another platform). The plan is to post up to two chapters a week, editing as I go. Hope you enjoy, and please let me know what you think!

1942-when power wasn't voted in, it was taken. Chicago belongs to the Mafia. Politicians are bought, cities are controlled, and a young capo rules his territory with old-world loyalty and a short fuse. When rival mobs cross into his city, a single encounter sets off a chain reaction no one can stop. Families fracture. Nations spiral. War moves closer with every deal made in smoke-filled rooms. And when the bombs finally fall, the world that rose from the ashes was never the same-twisted into something far from human. (A/N) this is the first time I've ever wrote anything I was just looking for some feedbacK from readers and if I should continue. Thank you please enjoy - sincerely Deno

Life on the farm almost seemed perfect, especially for those who enjoyed the fruits of their labor a little too much. Sam and Bill had sweet gigs at the farm's store in town. Sure, they had a few skeletons in the closet. Who doesn't? It didn't matter to them. They cold brush off the goons and bookies from bad deals and bad bets. Life was good. They sold the farm's weed and it was totally legal now! But smoking on the job isn't acceptable, and they're tossed out life a week-old sandwich from the back of the refrigerator. It hurt. They felt abandoned. What's their answer? Straighten up their lives? No, they double down on danger instead and plot a caper to get even. Unwittingly, they ignite a series of events that could turn the farm to ash. All sights are set on Sam and Bill, and the danger creeps around every corner. They'll need to clear their heads and sharpen their wits just to survive. Still, someone goes home with the loot at the end of the day, but will that person leave a burning hole in the ground on their way out?

Mariah Shures is a nice girl with a spitfire personality and a talent for bad luck. One normal day, she walked into Walmart for her usual once-every-two-weeks shopping trip. She turned into the feminine products aisle and slammed straight into a man she definitely wasn't forgetting anytime soon. He was dreamy. Doe-brown eyes. Slicked-back, almost-black hair. Perfect eyebrows. Lashes that should be illegal. A jawline carved by petty, vengeful angels. And those lips. Those full, pink, absolutely bite-able lips. God, she wanted to taste them. "Taste them? Pfft-more like swallow them." That was her brilliant internal contribution to the universe. Totally normal. Not unhinged at all. He was breathtaking-like a marble statue with working legs... and a gun barely concealed as he reached out a hand to help her up. "Ah hell. Not this again." Because yep-fun fact-Mariah's parents made a deal with a drug lord. In exchange for seven years of unlimited drugs and cleared debts, they offered... their only daughter. Parents of the century, truly. So she's been running. Literally running. And That Guy-the one from aisle five five seconds ago-yeah, he's still chasing her. Will she escape this lunatic? Or has her luck finally run out?