Booktok Mafia Novels & Stories

“Project Lazarus is how he’s bringing it back.” According to the files, Valentin had been gathering children of former mafia bloodlines—orphans, runaways, and those abandoned after purges—and training them off-grid in isolated compounds across Eastern Europe. Brainwashed. Engineered. Forged into weapons. Camilla’s voice broke the stunned silence. “He’s building an army.” “And they’ve been in place for years,” Marco said grimly. “Sleeping cells. Ready to strike.” Riccardo flipped the last page of the file.

She had lost it. With a small huff, Rosa sat back down, flipping through the book again to search slowly this time. That’s when certain words caught her eye. Mafia. Blood. Gun. Knife. Betrayal. Loyalty and many more dark words. Her brows furrowed deeper with each word. What kind of book was this? Rosa let out a soft sigh. Her fingers brushed the leather cover with disappointment. She hadn’t come for this. She only wanted to see the name on that letter. Just the name.

"You are proud of him for cracking three encrypted alliances and exposing a mole in the East, but do you know how he did it?" Everyone fell silent. "Through the black book, one that is meant to stay with the mafia king only." The members' eyes widened. “Backstabbing the Mafia King to steal the throne is one thing—acceptable, even, in our world. But exposing the dirty business that keeps this empire alive?” I inhaled deeply. “He shared details of several black accounts with the police. That alone caused monetary losses to the entire syndicate. Had it gone further, we would’ve been exposed to the government—bringing down everything in a single blow.”

he gestured broadly, "this is how you repay me? By making a mockery of me in front of one of my most esteemed associates? Have you lost your mind, boy?!" I'm getting serious Henry Luciano vibes here, Buffy thought, grinning. You know, like a tough mafia boss. Damn, Daddy! Who's Henry Luciano? "Luciano" by taintedkissesxo. It's a mafia book about one of the most feared men in the world, she explained. I highly recommend it as your next W*****d read. I almost burst out laughing at that moment.

“I am that person who has been planning to run away all his life. I did not deserve such a welcome to a place that was supposed to be my home and only hope. I killed innocent people and I promise you all that hurts me more than anything. If I could bring them back, I would. “I am bad news, I know, but seriously…. The first thing you all did after finding me was to try to kill me. When you failed, you ended up kidnapping me. Locked me down in here for a whole month. “And now, sadly, for me, all of you are planning to try to kill me again. And you have kidnapped my mate, too. She has nothing to do with all this. Please let her go. She is human and innocent.” The smile on Coal's face. My pleadi

He was charming in a lethal wayb and every word he said made it harder to maintain the armor I’d built. The dinner went for hours. His associates exchanged stories about drug shipments and bodies dumped in canals like they were trading stock tips. I sipped water and listened. Every detail was ammunition. Every smile from Nikolai was a taunt. He had no idea I was the pin under the elephant's foot. Eventually the night advanced and everyone was starting to leave until I was left alone with him. He leaned back and stretched as if he hadn’t just spent hours surrounded by monsters. I tried to imagine the kind of man he would have been if he hadn't become a criminal but I came out blank. A crimina

I was still getting used to the fact that in such a short time I had become involved in the life of mafia gangs. First, a mafia king kidnaps me, afterward I find out that the so-called man my Uncle wanted me to get married to was a mafia gang leader. I was still trying to process how my life turned around in such a short time. “Come Angelo. Come have a drink with me,” I gestured to the couch across from where I sat. “I have to…” “Oh come on! Loosen up. Nothing is going to happen here,” I assured him. He looked reluctant but came to sit with me anyway. I drank non-alcoholic wine while Angelo drank Vodka.

And to worsen the situation, his bodyguards stood like statues, blocking the exits. Hannah, who had been chatting with someone at the bar, finally noticed what was happening. Her face went pale as she hurried over. "Scarlett?" she asked, her voice shaky. Then she looked at Liam, and her eyes widened in recognition. "Wait, you’re…" Her voice trailed off, and I saw the fear flash across her face. She knew him. Everyone seemed to know him. Liam DeLuca, the godfather of some gang, Europe’s biggest mafia—at least that was what Hannah had told me earlier today in class.

~VITTORIA~ I walked into the sitting room and scoffed, making them notice my presence. Sore enough they weren't happy to see me. Simone was sitting there together with three other men who were from other mafia families of lower rank. They had also been present at the meeting when Bianchi was killed by Roman. "Y'all seem to be having a fun conversation," I told them looking from one person to another. And making sure I said it in the rudest tone I could use. "I mean since Tiziano's name was mentioned, it sparked my interest a little bit too much."

The man from my kitchen stops walking toward me, then changes direction. Now he's moving methodically through the crowd. Checking faces. Checking hands. Searching for something. The room goes quiet. The kind of quiet that happens when everyone realizes someone they don't like is going to point at them. I try to blend in with the other servers. Duck my head. Make myself small. It doesn't work. He stops directly in front of me. Doesn't say anything. He just pulls out that leather notebook, and shows me what he wrote: Where did you find this?