Gay Mobster Novels & Stories

I try to get up from the table, but the mobster stops me. “I need you in this business, love—espabilo—, Erick, I need you to arm some bombs for Gian Lucas's whorehouse; love, you will be my bait, I need you to seduce the new boss in charge of the place. Italian asshole stole my merchandise and I want it back.” He wants to bring down the night club with them inside. Damn son of a bitch! ********

I knew Kelvin would be watching though. “You are Costello's nephew, right?” I asked one of the young guys. “I am, sir.” He was respectful as he should be. Just because he is a part of the crime family doesn't mean he has clout to be anything less than respectful to me and my establishment. That is how the Gambino Mob is supposed to be. You give respect, you get respect. I rejoined Kelvin and Robort, he wanted a cigarette so I told him to go ahead. I was waiting on something and when the game ended and the payout was made, a few men stood up with the purpose of leaving the table. They were done playing and would give their post to another buy in guy and I held my hand up.

Jordan spat out, his anger now diverted to Gabby’s father. But before he could let his anger out, Gabby’s father raised his hand, stopping Jordan in his tracks. “I’m Joseph Gomez, one of the best lawyers in New York, I’m sure you heard about me.” He told Jordan, before he stepped towards Cathy. I could see the fear flicker in Jordan's eyes, a brief moment of vulnerability amidst his arrogance and cruelty. Because everyone knew Gabby’s father; he was indeed one of the most ruthless and successful lawyers in New York.

“I figured you wouldn’t come if I asked. So I chose the easy way.” My brows drew together. “The… easy way?” The words slipped out in a whisper I didn’t mean to release. He nodded and stood. “Yes. And I wasn’t joking when I said Tobias was murdered. By a rival gang of mine.” The room tilted. “A rival?” My eyes widened. “What—so you’re really a gangster? Like… a street gangster?” He shook his head slowly, his fingers brushing his jaw. “No,” he said calmly. “I’m in the mafia. This is bigger than street dogs.”

"Oh.......you mean the two men who started the first mafia in Italy?" "Si. Arthur Gionovese and Triton Arivonese. They were best friends and through the ages our families were close...well up until Cardinal's day." "Who's running the Gionovese Joint now?" "I believe one of the men who worked in my mafia up until the point where he kidnapped her." I thought "His name is Damanico Gionovese. His mafia was in trouble when he entered our mafia when we started and we bailed him out. He kept his mafia hidden as he thinks I don't know that he's a boss and I know he's been using his mafia. His location and home is completely unknown."

How horribly people have been treated, I felt sick when she told me about the old man my father had beaten for missing a payment, he’d been followed here but Giovanni had his family protected in time. The issue both men faced right now was the fact that the FBI was still watching them, any blood on the streets would lead to an investigation. That was the last thing they wanted. My father was a mobster through and through, drugs, tax evasion, racketeering. He had been bullying business owners and landlords for years at this point or running them out of business. He seemed determined to grow his minuscule ego by dominating a nothing port town.

The first time I allowed myself to feel, it nearly destroyed me silly. I need some shit to distract me. I turn back to my laptop, pulling up an email I had to act on. Three images appear on the screen. The first shows Mr. La Rosa, Cara’s father, standing beside a Japanese man whose attire and demeanor scream Yakuza. A Japanese mafia. The second captures Mr. La Rosa again. But this time, handing a file to a man. The emblem on the man’s jacket gives him away as a member of the Gambino family. They were known rivals of the La Rosa empire but it seems they are working together now.

- You see, now that you are calmer I want to inform you of where you have been. His previously lit face had darkened. My hairs stood on end. What he was about to tell me was not good. The Hunter in front of him was not the same one who was singing country in the shower. He was the one hired by the mafia to shoot and murder indiscriminately. That was the Hunter I feared and had him by my side. I looked down at my shaking hands. My hands never shook. Bad augury.

I barked as soon as Mattias let him in. Guoto hurried to kneel in front of me,begging incessantly “Please spare my life.It’s been nothing but hell for me” “Mattias.Take him out…” “Wait!!!I have some information about the Gambinos .I promise you would love hearing this one” “Let him go.Speak” “The Gambinos is a mafia group ruled by Boss Pablo,and Italian descent.Much to my knowledge,he has a family..” My left eye twitched and I held up a finger to shut him up

Everything was going perfectly well in her life till the day she came face to face with her greatest enemy whose also her ex from college, Anthony Castillo. Anthony Castillo is the well known Mafia Don of the most dangerous and powerful mafia in Los Angeles called 'The Black Army'. His family and Gabriella's own family are worst enemies and the bad blood between this two powerful mafia families are well known in mafia history. Anthony is not just any normal typical mafia leader. He's bad, ruthless, dangerous, and to top it all off, he's hot and handsome and won't take no for an answer. He will do anything to take out Gabriella for her title despite their own past that they decided to hide fr