A Moba Novels & Stories

Dwayne stood up, concerned, and asked, "Where are you going, Mobali?" Mobali's wolf form growled with frustration. "I'm going to Tamasrei to find Farah. This is unacceptable." Dwayne rose to his feet, "I'll come with." Mobali declined, stating, "You need to be with Nova at this time. I can't risk both of you being away." Nate, Mobali's gamma, spoke up, "I'll go with you, Supreme Mobali." He transformed into his wolf form as well, and together, they left the room.

Moha cleared his throat and responded, “I am Moha, and that woman behind me, her name is Nowo. We are from the defender’s base. It’s my pleasure to meet you.” -----“Never judge a book by its cover. Sometimes a creature with a nice appearance tends to be more evil than a creature with a scary appearance.”-----

Papa exclaimed, opening his arms, waiting for a hug. I set down the flowers and fruits, then hurried over to embrace him tightly. "I miss you, Papa," I murmured, and he responded with a hearty chuckle. "Are you tiring yourself out, huh? Don't push yourself too hard, honey. I told you, I don't need surgery," he uttered as he let go of me. Papa is battling cancer, and he needs surgery. This is the reason why I find myself in need of a large amount of money, not just for his medicine. The doctor said he only has three months left, and if the operation is successful, he might last another twelve months.

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

Moover City, Country Z Moover City is one of the biggest Cities in Country Z, wherein it was the busiest city in the country. It has malls, supermarkets, churches, hospitals, hotels, resorts, and many more. This country is ruled by a President and a democratic country, but aside from the President, they say that there is much more powerful than him and it was none other than Mr. Mariano Accetturo. Known for being a magnate and a mafia lord in country Z. His word is a law in the place where he resides. Many politicians need to win his approval for them to win, he remains low-key even tho he is at the peak of his time. Coming from a very powerful clan they also experience a crisis in their fam

“Why?” Dungeon Raydens was the most popular MOBA (Multiplayer Online Battle Arena) game in the country. It was so popular you could see it being played in almost every single computer shop (read: Internet café), usually by students cutting class and splashing out the school allowance they had scrimped away. This prompted at least one Provincial Hall and one Village Center to actually ban the game from being played in computer shops, especially those near schools. Apparently, two teenagers ended up getting stabbed to death after a melee inside Dungeon Raydens spilled out to the real world.

I said as I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I love mint choco." He said and I stopped. "Disgusting!" I hissed and he laughed. "Why is that disgusting? It's good." "I feel like brushing my teeth when I eat that flavour." I shook my head. "Do you have a pet?" He asked. "I have a black labrador at home. How about you?" "Really? I have a labrador too!" He said and I turned to him completely surprised. "Millie.. her name." "Blue.. his name." I turned to him and looked at him straight into his eyes.

I smile helplessly at him. [Moko (Mokopuna) is Maori for grandchild and Whanau for Family.] “Thank you, thank you so much. You will never know how much this means to me, my child.” Robert states with tears threatening to escape down his face. “I feel the same, Robert. No thanks are required. This has helped me in more ways than I can ever explain. So, really, I should be thanking you for letting me… A stranger, buy your moko a birthday gift.” I wipe the run-away tear from my eye and take in a deep breath and try not to let my emotions get the best of me.

I was more interested in our position and wealth acquired. "We have had reports that the Russian mafia is doing extremely well. Well enough to threaten our position and to take over our territory." Sabre spoke as he waved his hands about. Everyone stilled as they watched him. I also stared at the overgrown ape and the hideous tattoos that covered his neck. "There have been rumours of a rat in our mafia Boss." Sabre said as he glanced at me. Why the fuck is he looking at me.

He answers. “I’m not in that life anymore.” I firmly state realizing he’s mob rich and I need to stay away. Thankfully, it’s my turn in line. I give the barista my order eager to get back to the break room that is for staff only. However, when I go to pay the handsome mob man offers his black credit card to the barista as he comes to my side. “Please, allow me to pay for your order, and…” he pauses looking at the barista’s name tag. “Molly, could you please add a large Americano and lemon blueberry scone.”