Gemini Twins Mafia Novels & Stories

Mafia organizations in one country normally don’t even get along that well with each other, making alliance with those people outside of the country might be quite risky even though they had done it several times before. But those times, Ian was so much more powerful than he did then. Some of his allies had been murdered in the recent years. The only choice they had was to befriend powerful people outside the mafia. “Do you have candidates on your mind?” Lucas asked. “Yes, I do. And I am also prepared to face off other enemies in case they come my way.” “Who is the potential enemy you have in mind?” Lucas asked once again. "Darren Quinston."

I clasp my hand over my mouth, choking the scream that threatened to escape. "You're trying to take over the Cobras?" I ask. "No. We've already done that. But we're not the Cobras. We're known to the underground community as the Devils. The twins that own New York, and nobody messes with the Devils." Zander states proudly as if he wasn't just telling me that they're mafia leaders in their off-time. I had known that they were known on the streets as the Devils, but I didn't know to what extent. But this was the last thing I had expected.

Both of my wrists were pinned to the bed on either side of me, "I know who I am, Delilah. I know what I am and I have never tried to give you any other fucking impression. I have never lied to you. I didn't fucking manipulate you into thinking that I was someone else. I'm who I am but I can't say the same fucking thing about you. Have you ever looked at yourself in the fucking mirror? Just because we kidnapped you makes us the fucking bad guys?! You're a woman—a woman who belonged to the enemy. We could have done so much more, so much more, Delilah but we fucking didn't..." His grip on my wrists tightened painfully, as we glared into each other's eyes. "I could still do so much more to you.

Liam breathed. ​"My name is Sofia Moretti," she said, her voice dropping the servant's lilt for a thick, cultured Italian accent. "And your mother didn't just separate twins, Liam. She stole them. My brother was the doctor who delivered them—Dr. Aris was his alias. Your mother had him killed to keep the secret of 'Project Gemini' hidden." ​My head spun. The web was deeper than I ever imagined. ​"Where are my children?" I demanded, stepping toward the gun. I didn't care if she shot me. "If you hurt them—"

I winced as I spoke the words, causing me to shudder as realization crept in bit after bit. “He did almost die. Anyways, I have no business coming after you… Jeremy doesn’t care much for you, but I do… I get the utter desperation to have your lover prove himself. Trust me, we’ve all been here. Kind of disappointed he chose to take the easy way out though… couldn’t even fucking handle rejection… he’s not one to survive the bratva…” “Shit… shut the hell up. My head fucking hurts. My… my… fuck… Hunter tried to kill himself, you have me tased, what is this talk about a fucking twin, the fucking mafia? The fuck are you? I have no clue what’s going on.”

And for the love of God, they had never met way before that. Shadow did know the existence of Amino through Amru. Amru had shown his photo, once. But the thing is, Shadow couldn’t care less. Even though their faces were identical - Amru and Amino - Shadow had no problem distinguishing the two. “So… how… I mean how did you fall for her again?” “My brother and I… we are twins.” “Obviously.” “Our father… is the mafia from Indonesia.” “Okay.” “He met Boss to expand his power and strengthen his position in the underworld.”

Dagny continued to talk from the kitchen, her words punctuated by the sounds of tea bags ripping open and the clinking of mugs. “Yes. Perfect. Not much selection though. Earl grey will have to do since it’s all we have. Where was I? Oh yes. The mafia. Anyway, so through the mafia, they’ve able to do a lot of ‘big business,’ if you know what I mean. Most of it’s not exactly legitimate, not from a legal standpoint. But that’s unfortunately how a lot of big business is done.” She paused to sigh. “Now I already told you that Steward and Felix are twins.” She emerged from the kitchen holding a tray of steaming mugs. “But let me tell you, those two couldn’t be more different when it comes to busin

"Bunny, Alex and I are twins... In Mafia world twins are considered as one person... That's why we say Alex is my better half and i am his... We both are going to become Kings... First time in history there will be two Mafia kings." "Wow!" She raised her eyebrows impressed. "You two are one person means?" She asked. "Means we share everything... Whether it's Throne, Bedroom, powers or wife" He explained. "Wife?" She looked at him shocked. "Yes wife... It's very common for twin mafias to share a wife..." He answered. "Means you and Alex could have share one woman." She asked horrified. "Yes... But we obviously have different choices so didn't..." He chuckled at her reaction.

One of the twins said I could not tell who he was and they never tell you who is who. You can call him Paul or Saul and he will answer you. That was why they were feared in the mafia world ,because no one can tell them apart and no one can know the weakness of the other. “It's fine, you can sit down, what do you need for me? Why did you come here this late? It must be something important,” I asked him and he glanced at his brother beside him and his brother stepped forward to talk to me. “We heard that you have a shipment of guns, we need half of that shipment in this country,” He told me and I wondered who gave him that information, because that was classified information and no one else sh

"This isn't a game, Larry. You don't understand what Draco is capable of." His expression darkened slightly, but he didn't back off. "Oh, I know exactly what my twin brother is capable of. That's why I won't let him have everything he wants. Including you. You are mine and I would have you.. I break a lot of things, Lily but one thing I don't break is a promise and an oath, you know, it's important in the mafia family." His eyes locked onto mine, his gaze intense and unyielding. "Larry, please, forget the fucking promise and oath," I whispered, my voice betraying the turmoil inside me. "I can't do this. Not with ... with you."