Best Mafia Novels & Stories

The bus stopped, and she rushed out as fast as she could, heading two her house which was about two minutes away. On getting home, she saw two black heavily tinted cars parked outside her house. There were two hefty men dressed in all black standing beside each car, and she began to get scraped. The plate number of the car read “Big Boss”, and that was all she needed to know. Someone from the biggest mafia in the city, “The Shadow Empire” is here. But, what could be the affiliation of her family with them? She dashed inside to see her father and mother kneeling in front of an unknown man, who was holding a pistol.

"Tell him you'll fix it on your part, make something up. I'm trying to take care of you, that one or the other boot lickers is trying to overtake you." "I don't want you to take care of me! And that's the most twisted definition I've ever heard of caring for someone!" "Well, it's about time you realized I'm a little twisted. Mina, you're just getting to know what this whole world is about. If you let me, I can show you everything, as long as you go carefully and follow my every precaution." Your world. The business one. The mafia. The money guys. Politics. The power one.

“I’m going to see Rachel this afternoon. However, now we have some things to advertise. There’s been a lot of stalled work since Rafael Wagner died.” Lucas massaged his forehead. Rafael Wagner is the leader of one of the largest mafia networks in the world. Rafael’s underground network grips tightly to the ground, powerful without anyone knowing its strength. The ElWagner clan is the center of all underground networks. Ranging from small-scale mafia to international cross-country mafia, they must know ElWagner’s strength even though they have never seen him in person.

Immediately the door was slammed shut, Roman turned to look at Jamie, "Azazel's family used to be the head of the Mafia. Grandfather took over when he got to the human world." "You know, Werewolves crave dominance and he made the mafia his pack. Now, Azazel wants to rule the mafia." Roman explained. On the other hand, Jamie was a bit surprised, she had been trying to get Azazel to meet her, so they could talk. However, he had been evading her. Also, all the plans she had set up to catch him never worked. Seeing Jamie in deep thought, Roman continued, "We can't let him rule the mafia. It's our territory." He said, with so much resoluteness.

I couldn't take the suffocation I felt. My father didn't stop me. He simply sighed as I made my way past him and into the family room. I wanted to laugh at the irony. I sat on the couch and stared at the piano. I wanted to play but I knew the moment I touched that piano I would break down. I had no room for emotion in my life right now. I was going to be the biggest Mafia Don this world had ever seen. Mafia Dons have no room for emotions or family. My father taught me that early on. “Good Evening Master, Neko is making Dinner. Would you like me to play you a song?” Ayla questioned as she spotted me staring at the Grand Piano.

As I read and scanned the images and papers one by one, Chief Jackson began explaining. "We gathered reports that Rafael Jewry was once a member of the mafia group, AO, here in the states. I'm sure you are familiar with those initials!" "Yeah! AO Gang was once the strongest mafia in New York. Till the authorities captured each member including their leader four years ago!" AO, an abbreviation for Alpha Omega. The only mafia group that could be compared to MM Scarface, one of the most powerful mafia groups in Italy.

Catherine “The mafia…” I am stunned into silence about his revelation. I study his appearance and now I can finally grasp where I have seen him before. There have been news articles on both TV and in newspapers lately about the handsome bachelor billionaire who owns several businesses and has a new model on his arm every other week. There is also the hushed gossip going around that he might be more dangerous than people previously thought. Of course there is no evidence.

he caught me pressed me hard against his chest " shhhh... It will be ok" "Wait Kiyara...before you jump to any conclusion , I want to tell you the whole truth...I agree that it is my jacket but let me tell you what exactly happened that night... Flashback Malik's POV I was going to Bombay today...yes I am the mafia king at the Delhi but still I had to come here today , just because of that prick named shashi oberoy...he is Mafia king of the Bombay and we never crosses path with each other . but today is different because my two important men got killed here , in this city...they were here to Meet their families but they got killed.

Tomorrow’s another big day for me because tomorrow I’m going to smuggle out the biggest shipment of drugs in American history. You might be wondering by now, who am I and what is my business. Well… My name is Vincent Louis Burke and I’m the mafia king of America. My grandfather was the first mafia leader to rule over the world, then my father and now me. It’s kind of our family business now.

When the red haze of fury finally cleared, I found myself standing over Helena's prone form, my hands sticky with blood. The warehouse had fallen silent, the fight over. But the real battle, I realized as I turned to face Aliyah's shocked gaze, was just beginning. Aliyah Sundane The world had tilted on its axis, everything I thought I knew crumbling around me. Alessandro, my Alessandro, was standing before me, his hands dripping with blood, his eyes wild with a fury I'd never seen before. Mafia. The word echoed in my mind, alongside the images from the folder Helena had shown me. Newspaper clippings of gang violence, photos of Alessandro with known criminals, documents detailing illegal oper