Arcana Famiglia Novels & Stories

I flip open the first page, quickly scanning through the wordings on the cover. I freeze, my eyes quickly scanning through. "Blackstone. Sending this to you so you can always have the names of all your enemies right beside you. The Familia belongs to you now. Long live Luca Blackstone. Long live our Capo dei Capi. Your best buddy, Ricardo." The book slithers out of my hand and lands on the table with a harsh thud. No! No, it can't be. I know that name, Blackstone. I hate that name.

Rhea's POV “Head the country? What do you mean?” “Take a look at this.” Alaric pulled out his phone and placed it on the table, showing me a news headline. A fourteen year old child was missing and it was clearly Laziel. The poster was a member of the Giovanni Family. The members of this particular family were ones who had control of underground dealings. Gangs, Mafia's, drugs, you name it.

Eli’s head snapped up. “Why would he say that about her? Why would she be dangerous?” None of us answered. Because none of us knew. But the shadows were growing thicker around this story. Luca pushed off the wall, pacing like a caged animal. “This famiglia,” he muttered. “It’s not what we thought. Not even close. Something bigger is going on. Bigger than the Morettis. Bigger than this war. We can’t trust anyone.” He stopped, pointing at Eli.

"Tonight...tonight I am laying myself bare in front of your eyes. Because I want this relationship to progress. With all my heart, I want it to move ahead. But I don't want it to progress on the basis of hidden secrets...So...So I will tell you everything about myself and my family and what it was growing up to be me, and all I ask from you is that you just sit and listen to me, okay? Can you do that for me, princess?" "Okay. I can do that." Rosalie nodded, grasping at the armrest as she couldn't understand the vulnerability across Arcangelo's face, the fear in his eyes, and the trembling of his hands. "My...My mom was 18 when she got married to my father who was 25 at that time. My mother,

Amara looked at me for response, but I didn't stared stonily into the crowd. "She looks really good Luciano. How about this. I'll take her off your hands. How does 4 million sound?" Arianna asked, winking at me. " No,no Arianna" Davidson said, his eyes running over Amara, pointedly gazing at her breasts. "She's worth more than that. I'll give you 45 million for her brother." Arianna gasped at the figure and giggled. "I could even run up to 50 million." he continued.

“What? Are you going to tell me your background to scare me? If you want to say it, say it quickly, or else, don't blame me for not giving you a chance! If you can scare me, I will spare your life today.” “Silver Face, since you so desperately want to know, I will tell you today! I am part of one of the greatest, most mysterious, oldest, and most powerful families in the world, the Chris family. My name is Saunder Chris, and the Chris family is also one of the controllers of Falconia operating in the dark. The strength of our Grandmaster is even greater than Mason. Once you offend us, our family will madly seek revenge against you. Do you know the consequences of being targeted by my family?

“You’re saying Aria is a powerful key?” “Yes,” Ariella rasped. “Your father embedded the Umbra network across the world. But it needed a bloodline trigger. That trigger was designed to be Renata. But when she fled before the day of your wedding to her... the system began searching for the secondary heir. Aria.” Lorenzo took a step back. Suddenly every decision, every move, every trap laid around Aria made chilling sense. “And who else knows?” Ariella coughed, eyes bloodshot. “The New Cosa. They uncovered parts of it. They want to extract the encryption sequence from her. If they do... they can erase every existing mafia lineage and rebuild the network under their command. No history. Just do

He never expected that the Marino famiglia, having lost its Don, could connect with the incredibly wealthy Gambino famiglia and become a powerful ally that he couldn't risk crossing. Luca looked at me, his voice trembling slightly. "Elena, we are husband and wife. How could you—" I didn't even bother to look at him and announced, "Luca Rossi and I are divorced. The Marino famiglia is formally withdrawing all technical investment in the Rossi famiglia's arms development. From now on, our technology will be shared exclusively with the Gambinos." Then, I threw a copy of the divorce agreement at Luca. After reading it, he froze in place. He stared at me and instinctively stepped forward to reach

“I felt your distress through the bond. Both of you are practically radiating tension. What aren't you telling me?” Maria's spirit faded quickly, leaving only a lingering chill in the air. Coward. “It's complicated,” I tried again, but Aria's power was already starting to manifest, responding to her emotional state. “Complicated?” she laughed, but there was no humor in it. “My whole life is complicated. Try again.” Victor stepped forward. “Aria, we just discovered some information about your family. About your parent's death…” “What about my parents?” All the candles in the library flared as her demon aspect responded to her pain.

Aldric arrived within the hour, which meant he'd already heard something through whatever network of quiet observations he maintained and had been on his way before I'd sent for him. I told him everything. Straight through. He listened with his hands clasped behind his back, which was his default position, but somewhere around the part about the ferals tearing each other apart, something shifted in his face. Something that looked distinctly like a man recalculating every assumption he'd made recently and finding the numbers catastrophically off. "That's not residual magic," he said when I finished. "No?"