Gemini Twins Mafia Novels & Stories

For just a moment, the black coat sleeve rode up far enough to reveal a tattoo—crude letters etched in what looked like prison ink: TWIN B Maria crossed herself, the gesture automatic and fervent. She'd grown up Catholic in East L.A., and while she'd left most of her childhood faith behind in favor of more practical survival skills, some reflexes died hard. The implications of what we were seeing went beyond mere corporate espionage or industrial sabotage—this was personal in ways that made conventional warfare look civilized. "Jesus Christ," James breathed. "Coleman had a twin brother?" "Not had," Griffin corrected, his fingers already flying across multiple keyboards as he activated progra

Lena tried to hurry to her parents but was held by a man; he grabbed her hair and pulled her closer to him. “It’s Linda,” he blurted, and the man who stood by the side dressed in a gray suit approached them and took a proper look at Lena. “Why do you have my parents tied up?” Lena asked angrily when the man showed a coin to Lena. “The boss already spun the coin; I am sure you know what it means,” the man chuckled. He was the Italian Mafia’s spin man, Dante, and since the boss couldn't come all the way to America, he was placed in charge of finding Linda and wiping off her family.

I deadpanned, and my twin shook his head like I had just told him that there was a stair to the milky way right next door. I remembered the first time we returned to the mafia lord without his supply crate in tow, my father had been sitting in the leather-bound red of his office chair in our manor study, looking as distinguished as a tap dancer center stage in his silk brown suit, the tips of his fingers steeled together as he watched us from under the rim of his faux reading glasses, his blue eyes watering slightly after Fredrick finished his babble. It had been our first job as teenagers. The terrible two off to collect one of the defaulters that had broken away from the mafia ring, a lank

hurted by that mental comment but I knew it was true I almost jumped when I felt his hand on mine.. "You always knew..so why today..?"he asked softly I sighed.."I knew ..but I didn't want to believe.. until you say it with your own words" He gave me an intense stare .. though I didn't return it instead I looked away "So tell me Ahmed are you in the Mafia??" I asked looking at him He looked back.. his hazel eyes sunk into mine.. then he swallowed.., his Adam's apple moving up and down , for a minute I swooned

the man said without preamble. Zayn froze, the glass slipping from his fingers and shattering on the floor. “What the hell are you talking about?” he demanded, his voice rising. “You heard me,” the thug said. “ We have this fight with this mafia team and we invaded their caravan, They had two kids alongside their boss . A boy and a girl. Twins. The boy looks just like you. Identical. And the boss …he is an old ally of yours and so I thought …This must be your kids”

Zeus was out looking at them himself, while their father was confined in the hospital for a heart attack after learning that their beloved princess and dotted youngest brother had been kidnapped and there was no trace of their whereabouts. It was obvious to all that the twins were taken by their enemies. The Ivanov Mafia is an independent mafia who relies on no family other than themselves. They have a lot of enemies and rivals in this world, that is why it was kinda hard for them to find who the culprit is. "Sir, we have some leads," Santiago went to say as he stepped forward. "We got calls from this particular number. Unfortunately, we were blocked before we could even track the caller. Th

As his screaming emptied into the night sky, the howling of the hound dogs merged and dispersed into the spectacle. The silhouette with the shotgun was Maximus Hassien, brother of the notorious mafia lord Don Isagise Hassien. Their blood bond was poisonous. Maximus was the more rational of the two. He was always cleaning up his brother’s mess. Like this one. The eight nameless men were sent by the unknown Mr. Chaplain, who had bad blood with the myth of El Moruno, the mafia boss.

ha, ha, ha, ha, excuse me, but I see you have no idea about anything. Maria is puzzled, but quickly comes to her senses and thinks it's another lie from the ruffian. - You can't lie to me. - I don't lie, I manipulate, and that's my art. - You see, you don't do your job well, come on, stop making a fool of yourself and kill me at once, or what more do you want? do you want David? shall I tell you where the traitor is hiding? - No, I don't know about my brother, I had understood that we were twins, but I'll solve that, while I make a phone call, someone will come in to greet you.

He said with a warning in his voice. "Twins in our family are cursed. They will just split the clan into two." "Right. It has not just happened once, twice but thrice." The woman in her purple dress speaks with elegance. "Do we have to deal with other conflicts when we can do something to prevent it from happening?" "Choose," One of them looks at Enrico with expressionless face. "A stable Mafia without the other child or..." "You're being irrational here!" "... Or protect that cursed child and everyone in this room will be against you."

In a whirlwind of deceit and desire, Jasmine's life is turned upside down when her father remarries, setting off a chain of events that includes betrayal by her step-sister Layla and her own boyfriend, Paul. For her mother's treatment, Jasmine becomes a surrogate mother, leading to the birth of twins. Just as she begins to rebuild, billionaire Damon sets his sights on her, igniting a passion neither can deny. Their steamy encounters reveal hidden desires and challenge Jasmine's resolve. Damon's lips brushed against hers, sending shivers down her spine. "Trust me, Jasmine. Let me show you a world of passion and pleasure you've only dreamed of." "Stop it," Jasmine said. Suddenly two s