Booktok Mafia Novels & Stories

it's mafia book ,with pain betrayl , twist and cliffhangers, you will surely enjoy the book. Read with some jazz music on. hope you enjoy it. "lets see your hate for me wins or my love for you wins " "This 365 days will a hell for you my love " "This 365 days will be haven for my husband " "AUGUST 1" *daily updates* Chapters start from next page hd hc hv hb ih ii 9ib uv bv yi vi yc ug 8g ni 8o go hi uh no 8g ou n8o df gh bh bh gv c fr ft fg vg v vg vg gy gy gy

Ashly was sitting alone in the meeting room. She was so sunk into the book she was reading. It's been a month since Monika left, and it's not like Ashly didn't feel bad when Monika cried in front of her, but what she can do She never likes to share her things with others. And it's not a bad thing because, apparently, her husband is also the same. Well, talking about now, she was reading a book called "The History of the Mafia Kingdom", when Zia entered the room.

He is a TRILLIONAIRE! Not only that, but he is also a Mafia boss. However, surprisingly, his mafia doesn't engage in killing like other criminal organizations. Instead, he protects people, which has earned him many enemies, or so I've heard. To be honest, I don't know much about him, and I have never really bothered to find out. This is because of what happened between us five years ago, on my birthday. Jessica and I made a pact to get extremely drunk on our 20th birthday. It was on that day that I met Bryan for the first time. Despite being my brother's best friend, I had never crossed paths with him before, unlike Jessica, who had spent a lot of time with him while growing up. This was bef

“After what Noah did to Stan? You think you can just protect that freak and act like nothing important happened at all?” I shoved his hands off me violently, my eyes instantly flashing red with warning, Moses mentally clawing to break free and attack him. “Your mate actively tried to kill mine!” I growled, stepping even closer, my voice rising sharply with rage. “Stan and Eric ambushed Noah in the basement of your house. You wanna calmly talk about what happened? Why don’t you start by explaining why your mate was working with a rogue wolf to murder mine?”

She had her eyes fixed intently on me, threatening to pierce through mine if I didn’t speak up quickly. My teeth chattered against their will. A sudden cold seeped into my bones and made me shiver slightly. Maybe it was because I saw myself back in the past at that moment. And standing right in the middle of the council room that had the three most powerful mafia men in the city. Oliver Flynn Moretti. Sanchez Harry Rossi. Donatello Morano. Three best friends who’d sworn never to give power to any other family except themselves. Men who had loyalty for breakfast, blood for lunch, and power beneath their feet.

His devilish grin has a shiver of fear, mixed with something dark and enjoyable, running down my spine. “I am Alessio Peccati. The mafia king.” It seems like our sweet and good natured Catherine might have a dark side that she hides. I wonder if she will explore these fantasies and desires with Alessio since he obviously awakens them.

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.

The chains weighed me down, making me feel very immobile. Damien's orders, I assumed, I bet. The man tightened the chain around my neck until it was choking me, then forcefully tugged me forward, and I stumbled forward with him. Each time the man's fingers tugged my neck, the metal would burn into my skin. And I ask myself, when did I go from a mafia princess to a slave I had read about in history books? I was one of those people who had no freedom. No rights. No humanity. That was exactly what I had become. As I was brought out of the church, I glanced back to look at the sky above me.

He replied to her, standing from his seat to lean on his table. “How can a living subject be sold off without her own consent?” She inserted air quotes around the sold off. For a moment, Marie forgot she was standing in front of someone affiliated to the greatest and most dangerous Mafia group in the country. But, what did she have to lose? She was already brought here against her own will, and it doesn’t seem like anyone is going to answer the question as to why she’s here.