Black Mafia Bosses Novels & Stories

Family: Raphael Lockwood (father) Alex (mother deceased) , Michael Lockwood (younger half brother), Amelia Wood (younger sister) Friends: Jason Moore (best friend) ******* Meet Gabriel Lockwood ******* My name is Gabriel Lockwood but everyone calls me Gabe. In the mafia world, I am known as The Heir. That’s all because of my father. Raphael Lockwood. I took over the Italian mafia in New York City around two years ago. Father decided to step down and I took over. My sister is the leader of the British Mafia in New York while Michael decided he doesn’t want anything to do with this business. He is the CEO of Lockwood enterprises and he is doing really well for himself.

Lorenzo's eyes narrowed dangerously as he retorted unhappily, "Is that why you called me?" The man trembled in fear; he could hear the displeasure in Lorenzo's voice. After being beside him for years, he knew how ruthless his boss could be. Beads of sweat gathered on his forehead as he nervously added, "They are backed by the mafia gang from the next city. We can't suppress them easily." Lorenzo looked at him intently for a minute, and then, when he moved, it was to raise the muzzle of a gun to the man's forehead.

And then he froze on one of the name. "Dimitri Novikov," he said slowly. "I know that name." My gaze snapped to him. "You do?" He nodded. "Yeah, he is part of the Russian Mafia, he used to run weapons and drugs in the north. I know his son, his name is Pyotr. The guy is a ruthless bastard, we crossed paths in Milan four years ago, when I was away for business. All I can tell you is he doesn't like Italians much. But he hates the Bianchis even more."

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

Alessia's Point of view. "Do you know the main headlines are the mafia boss from Palermo's family right now!" "I-i just know it from you boss." That's my answer to my boss, I work in a journalist company, I need to look for many controversial things to make it a topic and be the public consumed, that's my job. But to deal with this famous elite mafia boss in my country makes me tremble and fear. Moreover, the mafia boss is very mysterious and it is impossible to know who the figure behind the famous mafia family is.

he said with an ironic chuckle. "What were you prepared for exactly?" I asked curiously. "For being chased by another mafia gang." "So you are in the mafia then?" I asked. Since Elian was already telling and there was nothing else that could risk my life more than it was now, I might as well just know a little bit more about him. "Not just in it, but I'm the leader." I gasped. "For real?" He nodded. I tried to digest the information. So… my boss was in the mafia? No, just in it. He was the leader of a mafia gang. Wow.

“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.

Blackshot, an high illegal drug dealing tycoon and worse his hefty men were outside waiting for their boss not to mention having to deal with his twin brother, the shrewdest Mafia in all Mexico. "We are all FUCKED." Boss told his men while he shot a dangerous glare at Camila. His men thought they had heard those words but the obiviors was his scream. Everyone was startled to the bones most especially those cleaning. How will Boss go about this. He wasn't the slightest worried of Anna at the moment but the men waiting outside. He grabbed Camila by the throat. Maybe that way if he choked the life out of her, he will know what to do next. While he did so gunshots and screaming girls and women c

Rather I answered the mails I left unseen in the early morning, had an online meeting with a client who was in need of some weapons and agreed to meet my brothers from 'Unholy Allies' for our monthly meeting. Few years ago I created an alliance with some other mafia bosses, both human and werewolf, to maintain peace in our world. Surprisingly, the alliance has turned more into a relationship. We are brothers. There's Conor, the head of the Irish Mafia. Xan from the Greek Syndicate. Evan, the capo of the Italian Mafia. And lastly Zach, the boss of the New York Mafia organization, who joined us a few months ago. Then there's me, the head of our alliance and the boss of the Bratva.

Matt panicked, "Boss, I don't know what you're talking about" The Underboss pulled the 9mm pistol behind him and hits the hammer, pointing the weapon to the operator who quickly raised his hands in shock. "Boss, what's going on?" "My uncle will not hire a random person to join the applicants for this post month ago. It must be a mafia operator with good credentials, he knew I would pick you. I don't recognize your face but you know who I am, Luca Antonio, the Underboss of the Finest White Mafia gang, the one who slits throats and projects bullets. Deny it one more time and the pain of a bullet in your brain will be the last thing you feel "