Best Books About Mafia Novels & Stories

Thank you to everyone who has read it. I'm glad so many of you have enjoyed the story. Book two in the Mafia series begins after this point. Sick For Them It is a dark mafia romance. It is not the typical BXG and is MMMF romance. This story is one in which she is kidnapped, and the mafia saves her, and falls in love with her.

“They’re brothers. Mafia in Sicily. The head honcho, Aamon De Luca, their dad, was killed.” My mind keeps drifting back to something I caught on TV a while back in Sierra’s office. She seemed to know the brothers and had a soft spot for one of them. I squint, trying to recall her exact words. She was pretty specific, like there was more beneath the surface. I thought about digging deeper then, but it didn’t seem relevant to either of my jobs. “The organization is falling apart. Nolan and Flint are on the brink of a full-blown war.” “And?” How well does Sierra really know these guys? Sometimes, the ties between people run deeper than they look.

" Rose got out of the car and stood in front of Leo's construction company. It was so huge that her neck ached as she looked up. It was the first time she had visited him in his "damn" office. Dealing with weapons and drugs is profitable. The scoundrel was the richest guy she'd ever met, and the funniest thing was that everyone knew he was a mafia boss. A heartless criminal, no one can do anything to him. Everyone, police, and politicians are afraid of him, but not for long. She walked inside the building, it was very luxurious and bustling with staff. His office was upstairs, so she took the elevator up to him.

Ken answered, “As long as you’re with me you’ll be safe.” “Why is that?” I asked. “I am one of the most feared Mafia leaders out there,” he smirked,”Only the stupid people dare to mess with me.” “Okay then,” I mutter. “We’re here,” Cole announced. “Lets party,” Dexter cheered. We got out of the car, and I looked at the big house in front of me. “Jesus you guys must be billionaires,” I gaped. "What did u expect,” Ken clarified. We walked into the house, and I was surprised to see everyone look so……classy.

'My name?' He asked with a shocked expression. 'Yes.' He frowned and looked me in the eyes. 'Giovanni, my name is Giovanni LaRosa.' I smiled to myself. It's long and sexy, just what I hoped for. 'Okay, uhmm...' I was thinking what question I could ask. 'Do you do illegal stuff?' I asked. 'Yes. I do.' He said. Jesus, that was easy.. I nodded my head and thought of the possible thing he did. Maybe he killed more than just my sister. Or he is into drugs. Or woman export. You never know. But I'm already screwed, so fuck it.

“I am not God Mack, you know the rules, you were warned.“ He picked two bare wires and brought them together causing an electric shock. “What is the second rule of the mafia society?“ He asked Mack whose eyes didn't leave the wires he was holding. “Never involve children in the act,” he muttered still staring at his hands. “And what did you do?“ Alex raised his brows. “I made children sell drugs.“ He muttered. “Good and now it is time you pay for your crimes,” he placed the bare wires on Mack's legs sending waves of electric shock through his body. The man yelled, he couldn't take his legs away because he was bounded. “Boss have mercy,” he yelled. Alex laughed, he has missed this, the cry fo

Taking a deep breath, she braces herself and opens the thick envelope left behind by her mother. Page after page, note after note, and Devyn realised that she didn’t know who her mother was at all. Eden Devynne was a popular blues and jazz singer in the 80s, mostly popular within the Italian underworld. She rubbed shoulders with the Cosa Nostra as if they were her family as well and was respected in the circles. No man touched her because she was the mistress of Luca Bianchi, the mob boss and Capo of the Chicago Outfit. But from what she has read, the Outfit had been destroyed by the Russians a few years ago. There were no heirs left, except for Devyn.

She closed her shop and moved away from Little Italy, wanting to start a new life far away from the dangerous world of the Mafia. She tried to put the past behind her and move forward, but the memories of Lance and her time with the Mafia haunted her. She could not forget the way he had used her and discarded her, the way he had played with her emotions and made her believe that they could make a diference together. She realized that she had been naive to think that someone like him could ever truly care for her.

They had taken the babies. I paced the small cell like a caged animal, heart hammering with a mixture of terror and fury. The authorities had separated us immediately — Matteo in one wing, me in another, the twins whisked away “for their protection.” Priya and my father were somewhere in this same building, but I couldn’t bring myself to care right now. The only thing that mattered was getting back to Matteo and our sons. Hours later, the door opened. Two guards escorted me to an interrogation room. Matteo was already there, chained to the table, looking every bit the dangerous mafia heir even in handcuffs. His dark eyes lifted the moment I entered, and the raw relief that flooded his face n

Hideous asked, which made Kyle and Keisley look at each other and wait for George's answer. George took a moment to gather his thoughts before responding to Hideous's question. He nodded his head. "Yes," he admitted, his voice steady, and he did not even have a hint of hesitation. Well, Sherly trusts them and does him. "I am part of the mafia, but I'm not the boss. The boss is my best friend, and I serve as his second in command." Second in command? Isn't it still considered a boss? There's only one person above him; it's the real owner of the mafia. Then now, he is telling them that he isn't the boss?