Mafia Au Novels & Stories

I uttered. “Come sit down, I’ll explain it to you,” Nonna said, motioning to the sitting area in her room. “Each mafia family has things they will and won’t do,” Nonna declared. “The Aventini family is almost like mafia light. The DeMarcos are on the other end of the spectrum. The DeMarcos are into human trafficking, the sex trade, and they own several sex clubs. I’m pretty sure all the girls there are drugged up and not there by choice.”

The club’s interior gleamed faintly leather booths, cracked mirrors, golden lights that had long since lost their glow. Adrien moved with purpose, checking corners, flipping a hidden switch behind the bar. A faint hum filled the room as a panel slid open, revealing a hidden stairway beneath the floor. Elena blinked. “Secret tunnels? Really?” He looked back, eyes dark with amusement. “Mafias don’t build homes, Elena. They build escape routes.” She followed him down the narrow stairs into a dimly lit hallway. The walls were concrete, lined with old security monitors and files stacked on shelves.

“Let me rephrase that, are you into illegal dealings?” Niko pulls my body flush to him, my bare back rests against his warm chest, his fingers smoothing my hair behind me to bare my shoulder to his lips as it lowers to my shoulder. Scenarios ran through my head, in movies they always portrayed the mafia as a violent illicit world, lawless men and women, committing all sorts of crimes imaginable, trafficking substances, women, and children. And while ours can be quite violent, the lifestyle and traditions are somewhat old-fashioned, and outdated and can come off as strange to outsiders. I never imagined it would have some truth to it.

He asked me. “So you’re looking for something serious then?” I asked back, earning myself a defeated sigh from him. “Listen Cole, you don’t need to tell me exactly who you are or what you do but given the reactions you have gotten from people I kind of have an idea, therefore I don’t want any part of it.” I state and before he could say anything I stand up from the booth and quickly walk back into the kitchen, letting a few minutes pass before going back outside but when I do, I see that the booth that we were sitting at is now empty, hating the feeling of disappointment that I was mustering up from within inside of me. I sigh, biting my lip as I walk over to the booth to pick up the mug he

Iesha's Pov I knelt down with the other girls my age in front of the famous Hunter Beckham, my gaze lowered as my body trembled at the thought of who he was going to pick. Sweat dripped from my head and I felt a little bit nauseated, however, any mistake in front of him could cost me my life. Hunter Beckham was a well known Vampire Mafia. I had never seen him but I heard how horrible of a man he was. I heard he had no respect for women and would stop at nothing to destroy anyone standing against the empire handed over to him by his father.

Nelly heard Celine's difficult words, she threw her head up to the sky and laughed a horrifying and crazy smile, she spoke loudly. “Ron's family is very rich, they completely trust me. They will not let me be held responsible before the law. However, do you think you can escape my hands? I will kill you, then I will burn this house, everything will be created into a fire that will burn you to death. No one will know I came here and killed you.”

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.

She was tied up. "What the hell," she scoffed. "Hey calm down, Babygirl, you wouldn't want to gurt yourself," a voice echoed in her ears and she turned towards the voice. As she saw the man, she was shocked. It was the same man with Lamborghini whom she had rejected 12 days ago. "Who are you?" She yelled. "Oh, you forgot me so soon?" He asked as he moved closer to her. "Fine, let me introduce myself," he chuckled as he moved away from her. "I am Lucian Frederick, one of the most powerful mafia's of Australia," he proudly boasted.

Becca would still be at the hall for another half hour, approving some final touches. Sitting in my office, I got set up in front of my computer, gazing at the various articles accessible to the public and growing. One of the headlines read 'Organized Crime Violence on the Rise in Florence' and 'Heist Breaks Bank of Over a Million.' The mafia was being blamed for that, no doubt.

At least part of the car did, the remaining part of the car was in the air- dangling and they had to get out fast, the car was going to slide backwards and even JAMES BOND himself would not survive that kind of fall, immediately as one, they jumped out of the car and the car, fell down backwards down the rooftop of the brick-built building to the ground and there was an explosion. The true Australians rulers had arrived. Bindinni had tricked them, after sending a shift load of money to the Bindinnis’ they supplied them fake coke with bombs hidden beneath it. Ten workers lost their lives; they had guts to dare the Australia Mafia, one of the highest ranking Mafia gang in the world and soon th