

In her first life, Giovannina loved Don Carlo for ten years, only to be hated by him over her stepsister’s death. Reborn, she gives up her inheritance, breaks off her engagement, and willingly takes her stepsister’s place in the deadly Alliance trial—just to get away from him. Framed and pushed to the brink of death, Giovannina refuses to give in and starts uncovering the truth. But just as the truth is about to come out, Carlo finally realizes—the woman he hated all these years may have been innocent all along…

When deliveryman Ken accidentally saves mafia boss Elle, she falls for him instantly and begins a relentless pursuit. Caught in schemes by his fiancée Susan’s family, Ken faces chaos—including a wedding hijacked by Elle. Later, a plot causes Ken to lose his memory, and with further schemes from the Capone family, he and Elle must overcome danger and conspiracies to reclaim their love and happiness.

18-year-old Alessia is forced by her father to marry Sergei, New York's most notorious and ruthless mafia boss, to pay off a debt. Alessia despises this blood-stained monster, but unknowingly falls into his dangerous game of desire...

Fiona Shaw, once a privileged heiress, fell from grace three years ago when her family's business collapsed. Burdened with a staggering five-hundred-million debt, she was forced to accept the Sterling family's arrangement—an arranged marriage with their second son, Henry. Yet the union was nothing but a façade. Henry, a closeted man deeply in love with his loyal secretary Louis, had no affection for Fiona and abandoned her after their wedding night. His only reason for marrying her was to appease his mother, Elizabeth, and to secure an heir quickly—ensuring his claim to the family's vast fortune and strengthening his position against his half-brother, Jeff.

"""Bear it,"" my husband said, pushing a labor suppressant into my vein. ""Scarlett's baby comes first."" I was nine months pregnant with his son. I had run from my father's fortress to marry Vito Falcone, the underground fighter who became the family's feared underboss. He swore I had all his love. But his brother's widow was due the same night. By blood oath, the first son born would inherit the family's West Coast empire. So he locked me in a soundproof room beneath the house. I screamed until my voice broke. His sister kicked my belly and let her viper bite me. Every doctor in the family was sent to Scarlett's side. Each time someone begged him to come, he said I was acting. By dawn, my son was dead, and a body with my face lay in the morgue. He dressed that corpse, ate beside it, and slept beside it. When he learned it was fake, he tore the underworld apart looking for me. He finally found me at the head of a Romano boardroom table. He never knew whose daughter he had married. ""I can give you everything,"" I told him. ""Or I can bring your whole family down."""

Every April Fools’ Day, Wilson Hale and Chloe Mercer turned our anniversary into a joke. A fake proposal. A trick ring. A room full of laughter. And every year, Wilson was sure I loved him too much to leave. This year, cake cream slid down my face, my ring hit the marble floor, and he still smiled like I would forgive him by morning. He forgot one thing. I was not Vivian Gray, the lonely girl with nowhere to go. I was Vivian Vescari, daughter of the most feared mafia family on the East Coast. I had left that world because I wanted to be loved before anyone knew my name. For six years, I thought Wilson was that man. Then I learned even his first confession had been an April Fools’ bet. So I stopped being the joke. I went home.

Best friends Cecilia and Elara are trapped inside a mafia romance novel as the villainous wife and the beloved white moonlight—forced by a visible-only-to-them transcript to play their roles, they exploit a loophole to fake hatred in public while secretly profiting. When the final chapter demands Cecilia kill Elara, they abandon the rewards, ally with Raphael and Damon, and fight Lucian and the story's rules—becoming masters of their own fate.

Right before the syndicate's power handover, I flew back to New York after a year of studying jewelry design in Europe. But the night before the ceremony, my secret boyfriend of three years—the Rossi family's new second-in-command—sent me a text: [Sorry, Chloe. I lost a card game, and you were my chip. You're his problem now.] Before I could even breathe, I got tagged in the family's encrypted dark-web channel. The top thread was blowing up: [The Mafia Boss Just Won a Fat Pig for a Girlfriend!] Pinned right at the top was an old photo of me from a few years ago. Back when I was 180 pounds. The comment section was ruthless: [If the Boss knew what he actually won, he'd regret making that bet.] [I bet a thousand bucks she stays hidden at home. Who's in?] They were all dead sure I wouldn't show up. After all, everyone knew me as the ugly fat girl. The old me would have locked myself in my room and cried, letting my boyfriend walk all over me. But after a year away, he had no idea what kind of surprise I had for him. I had dropped from 180 pounds to a flawless, curve-hugging 105. Model scouts even stopped me on the street to ask if I wanted to walk in Fashion Week. So I checked the betting board, dropped fifty grand on myself showing up on time, and sent my reply: [Fine. I'll play your little game.]

Mafia boss Sebastian forces Elena into a marriage after she saves his life at her mother's grave. Elena, trapped by Sebastian, fights back, tames him, and falls in love amidst crises.

Ballerina Daisy is forced to marry Niccolò, a priest with blood on his hands and a mafia empire to his name. As their attraction deepens, she becomes entangled in his family’s deadly schemes. To survive, they’ll have to trust each other, and fight back.