Lord Of Crime Novels & Stories

He asked, his voice thick with command and authority. The mafia world was his territory. The darkest part of him belonged in the mafia. Alexandre Leon Loides was a very dangerous man and was greatly feared by other mafia lords. His brutality and skillfulness earned him the title ' Diavolo' The pain and suffering he'd gone through had hardened him and molded him into the man he'd become. But with Ellise now in his life, he knew that he had to strive to be a better man for her even though he knew it wouldn't be easy.

I feel the beginnings of anger stir in my veins. Soon. Soon enough, she'll be begging for my touch. "Who are you?" She asks, voice quivering. I consider her question. She's so pure. So innocent. So beautiful. I do not want the dark part of me to touch her. Nothing is allowed to taint such ethereal beauty. Tonight I will be Luca. Blackstone, crime Lord and mob boss has been banished to the shadows. I tip her chin upwards with my finger, ignoring her protests.

He was with five police officers by his side, and he gazed at Logan and told him. "Let her go, and I'll let you go this time." It was not a request, it was a demand. Logan smiled at him as if he didn't care about the cops or Cedric's threatening look. "Have you forgotten who I am?!" Cedric said, "Yes, that's right. I didn't. You are the boss of the biggest crime ring in this country. You'd better die soon so you can't make more monsters in this world."

"Everybody knows about him and what kind of man he is. Why are you bringing him up?" Odin King has a reputation for being the most significant crime lord from London and is well known to have connections - and friends worldwide. He makes enemies who hate him and wants him gone. Of course, he makes enemies with the Order. He and Eva are equally matched when it comes to power. Eva wants to take over with her army, while Odin wants peace and a place where his wife and son can rest without bloodshed.

they replied in unison, both turning to look at me at once. “Who?“ I inquired, although I suspected the answer. “The Lord of the sins,” they replied with a look of reverence and dread in their eyes. My heart trembled at their response, and I opened my mouth in awe. The Lord of the sins? I had expected them to call him “The Lord” or “Lord Draven”. I took that to heart, asking in a defensive tone and stance. “Why did you call him that?“ Their eyes darted as if they were terrified. “Because that's what he is. People say his very existence is a sin, and that was affirmed when he slaughtered hundreds of soldiers and let us live.“

“We’ll never know what he wanted—because he’s dead.” My brother reminded me of Damien. Impulsive and emotional. I ground my teeth because he was so frustrating. He leaned forward. “What the fuck do you want from me? When did Hades Lombardi become the biggest pussy in the world? Coming here, expecting a heart-to-heart like a fucking woman? Fuck off.” “I want to make you an offer.” “An offer?” he asked. “You know I’m the biggest drug lord in the south of Europe.” His eyebrows furrowed. “Don’t expect me to be impressed.”

The uncomfortable chair and cheap table didn’t bother him as much as the thoughts running through his head. Armani del Rossi was no ordinary man. He ruled his world from the shadows, the name “Del Rossi” whispered with fear and reverence across continents. He was a mafia lord—a ruthless, calculating figure who commanded loyalty through power and fear. Possession was his creed. Control was his doctrine. And anything he wanted, he took.

Behind us, Lucian stood and greeted Rudolph with open arms, who reciprocated. "Did someone say he is the Mafia Lord of the East Coast city?" Rudolph asked as he made his way to his seat. "I am Rudolph Oaster, and I am the Mafia Lord of the East Coast city." "You traitor!" Vincent growled, but the soldiers quickly moved to shield their Mafia Lord. "None of you can stop me from tearing him apart if I choose to," Vincent retorted, eyeing the gang disdainfully. "If Mafia Lord Lucian wishes to take them as slaves, he is free to do so. None of them hold royal status anyway."

And his tall frame always manages to shame the door of my room, casting a shadow that's greater than the door could ever dream of. But as impressive as Luciano's physical attributes are, they can't change the fact that he's a monster. He's the infamous Mafia boss of the Silver Fox mafia gang club and my worst nightmare. He took my life away from me years ago and relegated me to the life of being nothing but a slut and a plaything to him.

“ Jerk “ —————————————————————— Cladded in a black suit, looking devilishly handsome, he walked out of the private jet like he was a ruler taking a walk on his territory and indeed he was, After all, he was the ruler of the Entire New York City. His black hairs were perfectly sleeked back. His beautiful black orbs shone just like a wolf in the night. His straight perfect nose, his sharp jawline, and his heavy muscular figure made him stand out from all other men. He looked so dangerous. Everyone looked at their lord before standing straight in like, ready to greet their lord. People feared him and it made his eyes glow with pride and a smile of satisfaction appear on his lips. He loved the f