Novel & Cerita Mafia And His Angel

From as early as she could remember, Moira Viscoli- the only child of Mario and Isabella Viscoli; had it hammered into her DNA that the Manzini name was synonymous with blood and the darkest evil imaginable. Her father had made it his parental duty to teach her never to get involved up with a Manzini man, particularly Angelo Manzini who had just taken over from his father as the boss of the mafia empire. He figured that Angelo, being young, rich and powerful; could easily lure young ignorant girls into his world of drugs, crime and every social vice conceivable.

“It’s clearly about your mate. First, we thought we could handle accepting a human Luna. But now we know the truth? He’s not even fully human. He’s a Vengas. You know exactly what they are—dangerous, power-stealing threats to our entire kind. We absolutely can’t accept him into the pack, let alone as our future Luna.” I growled deeply, my hands clenching into tight fists, Moses roaring in absolute fury inside my head. I stormed quickly toward her, my voice low and dangerous with controlled violence. “Who gave you the right to question the Moon Goddess’s choice of my mate?” I said, my eyes glowing bright red. “The Moon Goddess personally paired me with Noah. He’s mine to keep, and there’s abs

I was trapped, with no escape from the horrors that awaited me. Dominic's eyes seemed to bore into my soul, his gaze piercing and unrelenting. "You see, Lucia, I've been waiting for someone like you. Someone who can understand me, who can see the truth behind the lies." His voice was low and hypnotic, drawing me in despite my fear. "And now that you're here, I'll never let you go." I struggled against the cuffs again, but they only seemed to tighten. Panic set in as I realized the true extent of my predicament. I was trapped, at the mercy of a madman with a twisted vision. And then, Dominic's eyes seemed to gleam with an eerie light. "Let the game begin," he whispered, his voice dripping wit

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

If I had known that it was you, I would have never attacked you. Please, give me a chance to correct all of my wrongs. I would do anything for you to forgive me. I am ready to serve you and all of my clan will be at your feet. Your father has indeed been very good to me, so who am I to cause him or his family any harm or trouble? He is also the ruler of the mafia world and he brought great gain to us. I would be a fool to go against him, even for the slightest bit. He kept on spewing out different words from his mouth and I could tell that he was in total surrender to me.

“They hired a Russian mobster who played me horrible. I managed to turn the situation around and not get so hurt, but this one is capable of anything. It's a real animal. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. “Do you understand why I really need someone to trust, Mina?” He asks me in his broken voice. “I feel like everyone wants to hurt me. I've done horrible things in my life, but this last time I've tried to fix it by getting all this shit out of me, trying to cut ties with these people, but they're the worst scum that can exist in the world.” “Black... That Russian mobster who played you is…” “Yes, Mina. He's Mikael Sydow's own son of a bitch.”

He said his voice cold and blue eyes glaring at me. "Hello I'm sorry I didnt introduce myself. I'm your doctor Janis Ian" I said smiling a little. "Janis Ian?" He said looking a little taken aback. "Yes is there any problem?" I questioned. "No" he said with his sharp cold voice. "I told you Olivia I don't need doctors to treat me I'm good as the way I'm" he said his voice colder than before like remembering something. "But Sebastian you have to get treated! You are badly injured and she is trustworthy and not Ria" She said and he glared at her.

I was NOT a very emotional person and to be quite honest I didn’t know how to handle other people’s emotions. I sat on the couch in my living room and turned on the tv. I laid back on the couch as I switched channels on the tv. The sound of my phone ringing drew my attention away from the tv and to my cell phone. “Hello?” I spoke out as I answered the call. “Tesoro, you left so soon.” My father slightly cried out on the phone. “Arcano, it amazes me how you are considered a famous Mafia Don when you call me whining,” I comment as I roll my eyes and focus on the tv once again.

Nevertheless—like many people—she couldn’t resist the desire to trust those who were closely entwined with the Church. Raffalle and Alva sat at the far end of the table trying not to look like black sheep and sinners. What else didn’t she know about him? As she glanced around the table, she wondered if everyone knew the business or if the women were kept out of it. Did all the men know or only some of them? Not every man at the table looked like a thug, but some fit the stereotype to a T. Were they all involved in crime, or had some opted out like Clint ? What was with the iciness between Clint and Alva and why had Clint almost become a priest? More importantly, what had motivated him to aba

The mafia's maid "Fuck!" Jeremy causes out loud when his secretary came to tell him that his drugs has been dismantled by a mobster. "They all know that any mobster who turns against me must have a gruesome death," he said as he roared out loud. Ashley woke up early, as usual, she did her morning ablution and went straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, there she saw other maids with which she exchange greetings.