Gangster Christmas Novels & Stories

"Even with Sophie's rules? Even with your ex-wife watching? Even with everyone knowing?" "Especially with all of that. Because it means we're real. Not hiding. Not pretending." He brought my hand to his lips and kissed it softly. "I want this, Maya. I want you. All the complications included." "I want you too." We sat there holding hands in the dark living room, the movie playing to an audience of two, the Christmas tree lights twinkling. This wasn't how I'd imagined my Christmas. Falling for my best friend's father. Navigating family drama. Sharing him with his ex-wife.

Kelly raised a brow and pretended not to know “ Really?” “Yes Miss Kelly, he's also the big boss of the Entertainment industry, do you know that dragon tattoos on his body and his neck…. That's his logo, Dragon is the most powerful mafia gang while Phoenix is the second, please be careful, some people are above the law, he has a crazy lawyer and a tycoon has friends.” Kelly laughed in amusement, he already knew about Norman and Archie as his friends, just shocked that the dragon tattoos she found cute were actually a symbol of a gang. “ Thank you so much, Loveth, I'm not a detective there's nothing to be afraid of”

The police were also frightened, and all of them pointed their guns at the gangster, “Calm down, calm down, finding a compatible wife takes time and dedication.” The gangster yelled, “I have been taking it slowly for forty years, and you still want me to take it slowly? I don’t care, I’d rather be a dead pair with this woman today. If I can’t find a wife alive, dying with an outstanding woman will be worth my while!” Seeing that the sharp dagger was about to pierce Anna’s heart and take her life, a chopstick swished through the air and flew towards the gangster. With a puff, the chopsticks pierced the back of the gangster’s hand abruptly, piercing his hand.

Her eye’s stung with the threat of tears. A waitress in a skimpy Santa dress dropped a bottle of Disaronno off at the table. Amber willed the burn away. Now wasn’t the time to break down. Giovanni paid for the bottle and tipped her generously. The bleached blonde was undressing him with her eyes. “I get off at one,” she said with a wink. “No one should be alone on Christmas right,” said Giovanni. The waitress laughed, “It’s the most horny time of the year.” “I’ll drink to that signora.”

(It's a surprise for all of us) Stefano gestured everyone to take their seats and took the microphone from Marcus. "Buon Natale, famiglia." (Merry Christmas ,family) "Buon Natale, Capo." The crowd cheered enthusiastically for their leader who skyrocketed the glory and fame of De Niro name in the mafia world. "It is again our pleasure to spend this beautiful evening of Christmas with all of you.Our family has been carrying on this tradition for many years.This year is another addition to our history. Tonight, I feel elated to make an announcement..."He tilted his head to his left side at a smiling Destiny.

He then questions caressing my cheek after we pull back. "I want to know everything." I breathe with my lips still touching his. "Like really everything?" He sighs and repeats. "Everything..." He brushes his knuckles upon my cheek and I lean into his touch. "You know what I do. Like you just said. Yes, I am a gangster, Nicole. A bloody gangster." He chuckles humorlessly as he pulls his hand back and my face falls at the loss of contact with his skin. I see his eyes turning darker with a serious expression masking his face as he continues. "I work for a gang called Cobra, which is run by our leader Richard Scott. We have several chains over different parts of the states and even in European c

“You know him?” “I have footage of him leaving your taxi depot. You’re working with him, aren’t you?” He shakes his head vigorously, lip curling into a sneer. “I would never stoop so low.” “But he said Xander Mancini sends his best right before he shot my brother. You’re telling me you have nothing to do with him?” Xander looks utterly offended. “I would never. What gangster in their right mind would ever be caught working with the cops? That’s a death sentence in our world and you know it.”

Rough, tattooed men with reputations for taking what they wanted. She’d heard stories about the Iron Wolves gang that hung out at The Rusty Nail, a dive bar on the outskirts of town. Five of them were legends, Jax, the brooding leader with a scar across his cheek; Rocco, the massive Italian with arms like tree trunks; Blaze, the fiery redhead known for his stamina; Diesel, the mechanic with oil-stained hands and a wicked grin; and Thorn, the quiet one with piercing eyes that could undress you from across the room. They were all hung like gods, or so the rumors went. Perfect.

The misery which he had carefully hidden inside was on the surface once more while in fought his demons. ' Bang ' A stone came flying through the window landing on his bed. Flipping his switch he turned on security and the house was in total lockdown with the alarm system echoing through the halls. Xander picked up the rock draped with a white sheet of paper. It might have appeared blank but Xander was not born yesterday to be that gullible. He had a vendetta with one of the country's greatest Mafia. Yet he was not scared, his face expressionless as always. Stroking charcoal on it, alphabets and numbers started to appear the more he rubbed it on it.

Gavin shrugged his shoulders. “I won’t do anything. She’s just a harmless woman. You can see how easy it is to make this woman believe strangers until her drinks are drugs without her knowing. “ “Well, well, you’re right. But this woman is named Jaxon, and don’t pretend you don’t know. You know this city even better than the elders who lived hundreds of years in Denver. Not a single whisper escaped your ears.” Gavin shook his head. He had known Jaxon since they were young boys whose hobby was rowing a bicycle around this city to deliver some “stuff” to the cartel or “mafia” who needed their “services.” Since childhood, they were crime partners because the money was enough to buy a new toy.