Horse Mafia Blessings Novels & Stories

"Luca felt bad that I was wronged, so he's decided to hold the grandest baptism for our son in the banquet hall tomorrow. All the allied families will be there. It's the biggest event of the year. As the 'mother' in name, shouldn't you at least come and offer your blessing?" A baptism? My eyes shot to Luca. In the strict code of the mafia, only the family's officially recognized matriarch could stand beside the father at the baptismal font to receive the priest's blessing. For him to appear with her was more than just acknowledging the child. It was establishing Bianca as his woman in front of all the allied families. So what was our three-year marriage, forged in blood and fire, then? A jok

It was a message from the Godfather stating we had been approved and our mafia gang was now among the recognized ones. Godfather had returned the next day. It came as a shock to everyone, as the man they assumed was dead suddenly came back to life. A poster for the half-eyed lady had been released, with a bounty on her head. Anyone who kills her will have it all. Now all the mafias are in search of her. I guess she will be on the run now. Even if she decided to hurt us again,she wouldn’t make it half way before she got caught. At least for now, there is peace, even though I know it is only for a while.

Whatever Blake was finding and recording was being screened on her laptop as if it was a mirror and judging by the fact that her and Blake worked together; it was only normal for their devices to be linked “what we need to do first is have you working legally, as cop or a special agent” “And how would you do that?” Anastasia asked frowning in confusion. “You and I are going to Vegas. There’s the mafia’s family gathering. Three members of the Russian and English families are cops and they all work together alongside the mafia. We’ll see if they can give you a badge and take you under them for you to be work legally and under the protection of your law and badge, and knowing who the men are; I

“Otherwise, we’ll officially have a full scale mafia war on our hands tonight.” The cool night air bites at my skin, and that’s when I notice the patches of wetness soaking through my dress pants. Stephon’s blood. It’s dark, sticky, and warm. A stark, visceral reminder of Scarfo’s reach. Thankfully, my suit is charcoal black, the spill invisible in the moonlight. I only need to go inside for a singular, non-negotiable moment. Collect Harper and get her back inside the reinforced walls of the mansion. “I need you to handle one last thing,” I say to Kris.

I repeated the same as I placed a silver band on his finger. The preacher had us face the congregation and say the words "We enter alive and will leave this world dead." We turn back and face each other and the preacher asked for Rocco to come to the stage. He tattooed " Carlos" on my right ring finger, and tattooed "Maria" on Carlos's right ring finger. It was Archangel tradition to have your spouse's name tattooed to your skin...because marriage was for life in our mafia world. The only way out was with death. The preacher announced that Carlos may kiss his bride. He leaned down and gripped me tightly. His kiss was kind and showed that he cared for me. He gave me a little tongue, b

I looked at Addison and realized she looked shorter. Elder Victor bowed his head to me. "This is truly a blessing for me and for all of us to perform this ritual for you. If you will excuse us we need to get back to the blessed grounds. We need to put this in the book as soon as possible." He said as he came forward and took my hand in both of his. "Thank you Alpha Maddox, may you and your pack be blessed by the moon goddess." As he stepped away the next one step forward each of them doing the same taking my hand in theirs and thanking me until the last one walked away.

Until he reached near the end: Marco DeSanti – Shared Sky (Sun and Moon) Symbol: Shattered Wheel Status: Claimed Alessandro felt a lump in his throat. He had taken Marco’s life. In the chapel, during the eclipse. It wasn’t merely punishment; it was part of something bigger—a ritual. He kept turning the pages. In transit Symbol: Withheld Event: Incomplete No name. No status. He flipped the page and hesitated. The last entry was sealed with wax, marked by a black seal that bore the same symbol the priestess had drawn in Marco’s blood.

They were taken in by the elderly man in a grand mansion that resembled a palace. There, Aleah noticed numerous men in suits surrounding the estate. She discovered that her grandfather was no ordinary businessman—he was the leader of a powerful mafia group in Italy. His real name was Antonio De Luna. At the mansion, Antonio recounted the reason he hadn't been with Aleah's mother for 20 years. He was once the Alpha of a pack, but an unexpected tragedy struck, leading to the death of most of his pack members. He was blamed for failing to protect them from a deadly epidemic. The only ones he had managed to save were his own family. This incident was why he never formed another wolf pack, nor wa

I chuckled in an attempt to lighten the mood but I could still feel the tension lingering, “I’m never going to—” “But I’ll do something, I might have even done it and you’re going to be convinced that leaving me will be the right decision but please, Maeve Hawthorn, promise me you won’t.” He added. I swallowed, cold chills running down my spine as I searched his eyes for reasons and answers but as usual, there wasn’t a single thing in his eyes that I could put my fingers on. This man, this feared mafia boss, the one people whispered about in the shadows and ran from in broad daylight, the man whose name no one could dare to mention for fear of invoking his wrath.

"Look, I don't like you raising your voice in front of me! " "I am Marco vilante, ruler of the dark world, leader of the great Mafia of the world! You shouldn't dare raise your voice in front of me, sweet lady. "Marco said in a tone that sounded so frightening. Knowing who the man is before him was instantly intimidating Bella's guts, given the man's power is no joke. To rid the earth of a life like darrel was not difficult for him, nor would she for whom alexa said she was above the law.