Horse Mafia Blessings Novels & Stories

Romeo Satori. When he had come to me, begging for some money in order to prevent his business from going bankrupt, after my men had investigated and found out that he had been telling the truth, I had done what a mafia lord was supposed to do to his underbosses in need – I agreed to lend him the money, and he agreed to pay back the money with added interest. “Fucking answer me, you dimwit.” Luffy growled as he delivered a punch on Romeo’s jaw.

"Now you can imagine what I am capable of doing to you, right? You see, my little Love, I could crush your neck right now, and no one would ever know. I could strip you down and fuck you right here on this bed, and absolutely no one would come to save you." His smirk vanished, replaced by an expression of pure, chilling stone. "So, this is my final warning. Do not test my patience. I am already having a very hard time keeping my cool around you, and you are being fucking impossible. The next time you decide to open your smart mouth, think very carefully about the consequences. Alright?" "Y-yes," I choked out, the tears flowing freely now. "Are... are you in the mafia?" the words tumbled out

With the New Year approaching, they prepared a feast. Cowdell placed several baskets of coins on the oak table. Each silver coin bore the Moon Goddess's emblem and carried his cedar-scented pheromones—a unique blessing ritual of the Blackthorn Pack. Only werewolf warriors' blood could warm the coins. Servants lined up, their boots brushing the floor and kicking up fine silver hairs. The lead omega's nape bristled with gray fur. With a claw on the table edge, they delivered the sage-scented blessing in a hushed voice: "May the Moon Goddess bless the pack, and may the New Year bring invincibility."

I said, my voice dangerously calm, "your presence here is an insult. And who are you to question my right? By our own rules, you are as unfit as anyone you might accuse. Your family's alliances are fluid, your reach is limited." Vlad chuckled, a dry, grating sound. "Ah, but that is where you are mistaken, Sokolov. I have secured an alliance that not even your ruthlessness can counter. An alliance that brings true power, true legacy, back to the Tenevaya Bratva." He paused, letting his words hang in the air, allowing the tension to coil tighter. "My family will soon be tied to a once powerful mafia family in Italy." A murmur swept through the room. The elders exchanged glances, their impassiv

he said solemnly. “The Devil doesn’t cry. In twenty-five years, I have never seen him like this. You have awed me tonight, done the impossible, softened the devil’s heart and also won that of me and my men.” He paused, placing a hand over his heart with solemn weight. “As promised, I, Dante Lorenzo, Capo of the Romano mafia empire and commander of the wolves, accept you, Alina Romano, as my Donna.” I blinked fast. My lips parted, but no sound came out.

And today as well, to save her from being humiliated at the hands of the Irish, He sacrificed his chair! Valentina closed her mouth and looked down. She never thought her brother could do such a thing. “Gentlemen! Today, I declare a new Era for the Italian Mafia. Ruthless and Merciless. Our Identity will return.” The hall filled with a loud accepting cheers. And Klaus stood up. “Give me your Loyalty and I will give you the honor! Do you all accept your loyalty to me and my future heir?” Everyone went on their knees with their one hand on their chest, on their hearts. They clearly showed their willingness. Lauren smiled and took a step forwards the stage but blinked in shock when John and ano

“Forgive me…I never knew you were a big fish in the Mafia world, I mean forgive me and my men we apologize for any wrong” Boris said with a pale face as his entire body shook from the pain he felt. His voice lacked its earlier confidence and the usual pride had been crushed beneath reality, status meant little when standing before someone more dangerous, even power meant little when standing before someone stronger. “I promise to give you anything you want, gold, women, ammunitions, women, an empire just name it. Please to show show you have forgiven me and my men for our inconsistent behaviour today just name anything at all ohh great dracula”

Unfortunately, Xavier chose that exact moment to glance over at us from across the rooftop. His expression remained calm and controlled. But his eyes? Those cold blue eyes practically screamed murder. A shiver crawled down my spine and Marco seemed to notice it too because he chuckled softly into his wine glass. “Careful, Bella. I think your mafia lord is deciding whether to kill me or not.” “That sounds dramatic,” I replied, taking a sip from my wine glass. “Trust me, Italian men are dramatic,” Marco murmured and I snorted before I could stop myself. That seemed to be the last straw for Xavier because the next second he came towards us and the next thing I knew he was dragging me out of the

Santino mocks them. Then, he trails towards Amber and says, “Well, I guess you got what you wanted, the big bad mafia man on his knees for you.” She makes eye contact with Alessandro, and she shoots a glance at the gun strapped to her thigh, which is hidden from the view of the rest of the people in the hall. Alessandro smirks at her. “Any last words?” Santino asks as he walks up to Alessandro. He whispers, “Non ti bacerò mai i piedi.”

Five guards step out of it, and fall into step behind me instantly. With my phone in a pocket, and a pistol in my hand; eyes filled with deathly fury as we approach. The moment I step in, the sight before me makes my heart stop. Not because its new, I've seen thousands of dead bodies, it was worse after an all out war between two ruthless mafia Lords. What made my heart stop is the implication. "This is a lot." I mutter, noting the extent of damage that had been done. The thought of innocents being murdered, and killed for something they didn't do or had no idea of; makes my heart ache.