Cowboy Mafia Book Novels & Stories

“Yes, I remember it well now. The poor wolf was on death’s door when you brought him to me. The bullet had pierced his heart. It was a miracle he was even still alive.” “But you saved him,” Dagny said. “And you also helped me.” I began unravelling it all in my head. So the Cartwright family had a massive mafia organization, and it sounded like both brothers were supposed to run it together. But Felix wasn’t satisfied with just his share, so he tried to kill Steward so he could have it all to himself. Little did he know, though, that Steward had fallen in love with a werewolf, and her whole family banned together to not only protect Steward, but to overpower Felix so Steward could have his sh

“Well, that’s true… but I was wondering if you would be open to hearing a proposal I have put together?" He rested his hand on his protruding belly, his eyes boring into mine. "Fine. Let's hear it." I took a deep breath, fighting the nerves settling in my stomach. "Word on the street is that two rival mafia gangs, ‘The Brooklyn Blood Brothers’ and ‘The Blood Kings’, are fighting to control New York. Now, the—" "Wait!” Mr. Jeffers cut in. “The Brooklyn Blood Brothers and The Blood Kings? Gwen, are you listening to yourself right now?" He laughed, shaking his head.

They took out their penises from their pants and pointed them at Harry's helpless body. “Arrrggghhh!!” Harry immediately screamed in pain when the mafia members did something he had never imagined before. His wounds became even more painful, even more painful than before. He continued to howl in pain, his body shaking violently. Slowly, his vision began to darken. “You're going to die, you stupid traitor!” said one of the mafia members, making the others laugh with satisfaction. They were going to prolong this old man's hell. ***** Meanwhile, Jefford, the leader of the Black Wolf mafia, was focused on staring at the photo of a wolf on the wall in front of him. It was an alpha wolf, symbolizi

I grumbled as I rose from my seat and made my way to the parlor. I opened the door to see two men dressed in slacks and buttoned shirts. One man had a chain around his neck and at the end of the chain hung a badge. The other man wore his badge at his waist. Great. Cops. “what can I do for you, Detective?” I questioned in annoyance. “Miss Bella Salvatore, I am Detective Cage, and my Partner Detective Anderson, would you mind answering a few questions?” One of the detectives spoke as he flashed his badge.

Sherly listened attentively as the reporter's voice filled the vehicle, detailing the recent events in the ongoing mafia conflict. "The latest reports indicate that the long-standing rivalry between the Vile Mafia and the Rui Lin Mafia has reached a violent climax," the reporter announced gravely. Sherly looked out of the window, as she already knew its content. "In a decisive battle earlier today, the Rui Lin Mafia emerged victorious, effectively dismantling the Vile Mafia's hold on the city."

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.

Cara gladly took the bottle of beer for herself. I was momentarily dumbfounded since I didn’t exactly expect that. I admit that I find them strange from time to time. I didn’t expect a mafia to act this way- not like I’ve seen a lot of them. There was one. Maxwell Reed and his men- the man who made my life took a complete 180 turn.

Russo watched with an air of satisfaction as I examined the haul, his smirk never faltering. “You didn’t have to do all this,” I said, a mixture of gratitude and discomfort settling over me. Russo shrugged, his expression turning serious for a moment. “You deserve to feel good, Cleo. Even if it’s just for this weekend.” The sincerity in his voice caught me off guard, and for a split second, I saw a glimpse of the man behind the mafia kingpin someone who, despite everything, wanted to make this easier for me. I pushed the thought away, not wanting to read too much into it. This was all still part of the game, after all.

He tried to remind her She again nods her head in response "I have a gun for safety because I work for the mafia." He confessed. Samantha looks at Lilly. Lilly has no expression on her face, but her head began to spin. Her face becomes pale. "Do you still have a gun in your pocket?" She asked Peter takes a gun out of his pocket while nodding his head in response. "What are you?" she asked. "Aaron is the mafia king, and I’m capo and head of the guards."

- You are a hypocrite that frankenstein, it was not David Del Valle, you disrespected me first, and I always knew that the damned one is still alive, and I am not sure where you have him, but I do know he is alive. Maria De La Cruz, and her people had undoubtedly gone overboard with their actions again, as they would have bought one more great enemy, but what is a mafia without enemies? They put the Colombian totally naked, they totally changed him, they checked his ears, hair, nails, so that he would not have any secrets, they left him in the Brazilian border to survive as he could, and that was undoubtedly the beginning of the great mafia war, that would have been detonated, thanks to him,