A Moba Novels & Stories

Nerthus “Have you seen this creepy shit?” Danny laughs as I reach him, staring outside agape. He turns around to the jacket-bodyguard, “Elia, what kind of Mafia code is that?” “I don’t know this one,” Elia just shrugs annoyed. I crack up as I halt to stand next to Danny. There are hundreds of gnomes distributed in the grass, facing the house. “This isn’t a Mafia code,” I say, hugging him to my side. “It’s an Ohio code.”

Aleksey said, nodding to Robert. “So Mikhail is having Pavel make moves to buy a business for money laundering in Chicago? Get the fuck out,” I said, fuming. “And there’s no way in hell they would be our competition, they thought I’d be out of the way,” Aleksey said. “You still got that card for Bohai’s realtor,” I asked, raising my eyebrow.

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

The police officer attached to the polling unit has already run away in fright, after seeing the mob in a distance, and how irate they look. “Mom, let's leave here before the matter gets worse, we can't hang out here for long” Mora panicked cringing at her mother. Mama Sarah chuckled, “Why are you scared, Mora? Those are just small flies exercising their willful thoughts, they won't be able to do anything at all”. Mora glanced at her mother confused, she was anxious, at that moment she heard a painful wailing, and looked in the direction of the voice. She saw the two men in robes, beating the mobs without breaking a sweat, even frightening some to abandon their weapons and run away.

“Has my peer’s condition deteriorated, Kayson?” Kayson heaved a sigh in his heart, thinking about how piteous these two people were. “He won’t die for the time being. Tell me about Dragons Mob.” Even though Juniper was sad, she still briefed Kayson about Dragons Mob in detail. Dragons Mob was an underworld gang in Greenspring, and it was an absolute overlord in this area. The gang had already taken over control of this area four to five years ago. Dragon Mob’s boss was named Jairo Hunt, and he was a skilled fighter. Some claimed that he was a master-level fighter, while some claimed that he was a grandmaster-level fighter. There was a wide diversity of opinions about him.

Charity demanded once Milet removed her hand. Milet glared at her, exasperated. “Charity! Of all the people in this club, you had to bump into him?” “What’s so special about that guy?” Charity asked, frowning as she rubbed her temple. Milet dragged her to a quieter corner outside the club. “Listen to me: if you ever see that man again, avoid him at all costs. He’s part of the Mafia. He’s involved in all sorts of illegal activities. He’s dangerous, Charity—a monster! You’re lucky you didn’t provoke him.”

Kiara looked at Angelo and asked him. “What is he talking about?!” "You mean your dad! He's definitely more powerful and powerful than he's just a real estate broker!!" "like what ?!" Kiara asked him. "I don't know, but surely he has something that they want so badly and they can't...." "Wait!" she interrupted him. Can they track me using my mobile number?! Angelo stared at her. He started opening his mouth to say something, then came back and fell silent and looked at the ceiling for a moment, thinking a little.

Alessia slid into the plush leather seat, her heart racing. As the car pulled away from the curb, Alessia's mind whirled with conflicting thoughts. What am I doing? she wondered, her fingers nervously smoothing the fabric of her dress. This isn't just some wealthy businessman. This is the Bratva. The Russian mafia. The realization sent a chill down her spine. She'd heard whispers about the Bratva's activities in the city - extortion, drug dealing, even human trafficking. And now she was willingly walking into their world.

Emma crouches next to me. "Yeah." I draw my hand back. "Why is it like this?" "See any flags in there?" I look hard. "No." "They're hidden well tonight." She adjusts her swim cap. "Riverheist is basically capture the flag underwater." "That's really neat." A grin pulls at my lips. "I can't believe I've never heard of it." "It's not that popular, I guess. We only play one team around here. They're brutal, though." I stand up. "They're that good?"

I was fortunate enough to study information regarding monsters last night, when I felt like I didn’t possess enough knowledge about this world. And this, this... THING in front of me is the reason why I nitpick about the unfairness of giving informations about this world. I unconsciously heaved a long sigh. There’s nothing I can do about it now, can I? Saying from a side character’s point of view, or A.K.A, the mob character of this world that deserves living for the first several chapters, I didn’t have that priority over other main characters. “So...” I eyed the lifeless polar bear slash rabbit monster in front of me. This strange thing that the author came up with actually has its own nam