Mafia Brothers Novels & Stories

I managed to whisper, my voice barely a sound, my mind struggling to keep up with the magnitude of what was before me. I looked at Janelle and Richelle, my sisters—my only family—and felt a wave of disbelief wash over me. "You have no idea what you’re getting yourselves into," I said, my voice trembling, fear and desperation bubbling up from deep within. "They're the mafia. They have millions of connections. Allies everywhere. They run this city, and we are just three people. Just three!" I wanted them to understand. I needed them to see that this wasn't just some reckless venture we could walk away from. This was deadly. This was real.

Her mother asked, forcing a smile. "Kairo Rodriguez," Dominick said. She shuddered and her grip loosened around her brother's hand. Her heart stopped dead in her chest. It began to beat louder with fear. She was frightened everyone could hear her heart beating. 'Liam Rodriguez's youngest brother. Liam is a ruthless capo. He ruled with cruelty. There were rumors that he's the illegitimate child of his father. It's normal in the Mafia world. His younger brother, Danil revealed the truth. Liam cut every throat that said that word again. Kairo, he's cruel like his brothers. He didn't hesitate to try killing his brother's wife. Three brothers! They are devils. I have heard a lot of things about t

' He told me with a small grin. 'So, you have four brothers and one sister? Wow...' i said. 'Yeaahh... I know.' 'What are their names??' 'Raffaello is my older brother. Then I came. Then my mom had triplets, three boys, they are Lucas, Romano, and Damien. Then my little sister came, Camilla. She is also eighteen years old like you are, so maybe you guys could be friends.' I thought about that, I mean, I never had a friend before so that would be totally awesome. But maybe she wouldn't like me. I mean, what is there to like about me? Not much. But maybe she would like me. That could be possible, right?

"I'm the leader of a mafia group." There was silence in the room as the brothers kept looking at each other. Juilliard trying to see if what Richard said was actually true. Richard is trying to read how his brother took the news. "Are you serious about this? You lead a mafia?" "Yes. I won't be saying more about that due to privacy reasons and also to keep you safe." ' My brother is more dangerous than I thought. He not only hunts other human species but he's also a mafia leader! Wow, I really didn't know anything about him then.'

His grey eyes were fixed on the man in front of his eyes. " Don..I..I didn't..marry..her..", the man who was hanging whined, trying to sound convincing. But he knew the severe consequences behind it. Betraying the brotherhood had only one result ___ death sentence. Azarel's family had been the lead of Italian Mafia for decades. For safe and healthy businesses environment, all the local Mafias which called "The Italian Brotherhood" had always been following the strict rules, made by Azarel's family, the head of all local gangs. Whoever broke the rules had to pay the price even the Don himself.

Two of them had their backs turned to me and the other one looked very drunk. "You know that boy must be glad that he is not my son, it's the same thing every year, I hope his father is okay." Uncle Joe said. "Who is that?" I asked him. "One of the Three Mafia brothers." Nick said. "Mafia?" I asked him in horror. I know the mafia and I know that they don't play around. My sister got involved with the son of such a person and it ended very badly, we were left with a huge debt, one that told years to pay off.

Luca Alessio Giannini. The eldest of the two brothers… the crueler, cleverer, and ruthless of the two brothers. My breath hitched, I held myself from hyper venting. He was a thorn in many old haggards and born-in-the-game Mafia leaders. His civil persona didn’t fool me. I knew of his reputation which would pledge no mercy at the end of this.

The perfect strategy to try to get out of the ruin a boy almost trains years, because my age, who had been born and raised under the protection of Mom, Dad and his little brother El vivillo, needed them also to save him hot potatoes. But the accounts were better than adding up enemies at gambling houses and these business opportunities had no roof, besides that he had legal backing to commit something illegal. Then I agreed.and began what is now the Hamilton group. Problem...he came later. When working hours began to burn my head, problems multiplied, secretaries and staff began to drive me crazy, acquiring managers and assistant managers brought more inconvenience than they solved...they we

After entering my Rolls-Royce Phantom, I drove speedily onto the road and called the maid, Teresa, since Sofia was without a phone. Who is third Brother Elijah? Yeah, that's the big question, and why am I the only one who could stop him? Third brother McCain is my step-uncle; the brother of the man who adopted me and ensured I was groomed the Mafia way. Although everyone went by the family name McCain, there were the three original McCain brothers. Brother Pierce who died during a mafia war, Brother Nicholas who had adopted me with his wife, was the last king of New York, also late now, and the last surviving, Elijah McCain.

I wanted to tell him that I told him the mate bond is some fucked up shit but seeing as he's happy with his mate, we would have different opinions. Alpha Manuel slapped my back and let go of my wrist. “That’s the Beta I know. Hurry up and join us... Mario and Ricardo are here. They are helping me decorate since our pack witch can’t perform spells and Luca is training the warriors.” Mario and Ricardo are the Alpha’s elder brothers and they were in charge of going for Mafia missions for our organization so they were mostly traveling rather than being at home. I got up from the bed, feeling a little dizzy from not having any water for three days.