Mafia Brothers Novels & Stories

Marcus Siesta, the head of the Siesta group welcomed us with a big smile, guiding us to the dinner table, " Welcome, Don. It is my honor to have you and your wife in my house. Ah! My brothers are going to be jealous!" The Siesta group was run by the four brothers. They were very close to each other. The way Marcus and Vincenzo exchanged a hug, I could tell that they were more than allies. They treated each other as friends. Although Vincenzo's enmity wasn't my business, I was feeling guilty inside. Was I turning against my whole family?

Rose asked calmly. A voice echoed— “We’re right here, sweetheart…” 😈 Rose looked ahead— 6–7 men stood there. She asked coldly— “Where’s her brother?” The leader frowned for a second— “Brother?” 🤔 Then burst out laughing. “Roma baby… who’s this ‘brother’?” The girl stepped forward confidently now— “Don’t know, Tony baby… I just needed to bring this idiot here.” Tony smirked— “Good job. Now get rid of those cheap clothes.”

“You fucking broke into my house.” “You’re missing the point.” His voice dropped, dangerous. “We’re brothers, Miguel.” My breath stuttered at the realization, he called us Brothers The word hit like a truck. He stood, slow, deliberate. Walked toward me until the space between us disappeared. “I’m sixteen years older than you. You’re not even twenty-one. But we’ve got the same blood. Same father. Different hells.” My head was spinning. My chest felt tight. “And you’re in the fucking Bratva,” I choked out. “You’re— You’re a killer.”

Michael, from the couch, said, "Jace, I remember that day too. I was there. Ethan bled. But Jace, you were the one who made Aria smile. Ethan held her hand. You held her heart." Jace looked at Ethan. "Brother, are we okay? Are we brothers again?" Ethan hugged Jace. Big elder brother hug. "We were never NOT brothers, Jace. Our parents tried to break us. They lied to you. They lied to me. They made us fight over Aria. But we are brothers. We will always be brothers. Even if Aria chooses one of us, we will still be brothers. Even if Aria chooses neither, we will still be brothers."

Colton and I were the two most notorious good-for-nothings in the Sicilian mafia. My oldest brother, Dominic, was the Don of the Turner Family. My other brother, Luca, laundered money for the entire operation. That made me the Family princess who did nothing but max out my brothers' credit cards. Colton had been frail since birth. His hands shook whenever he held a gun. But his oldest sister, Serena, ran several arms routes in the south, and his other sister, Natalia, commanded one of the world's top assassin teams. One day at the racetrack, the four of them got to talking. "Since none of us can stop worrying about the little ones, why not put them together? Easier to keep an eye on both." J

“Excuse me? You can’t force me to stay here, why can’t I go home? My friend just died! I don’t even know if she has any family to do a funeral for her!” “Well I am so sorry mia cara, my dear, but it seems your brother has given me no choice. See if it were up to my men, your brother would be dead. Unfortunately, I can’t let him off scott free so keeping you here is the next best thing. Or do you not remember the deal you made with the Italian mafia?” He practically spit the words out at me, making me double back. I couldn’t believe what he is saying to me. The kind man I had met that night at the bar who saved me is gone. Everything that Ryan said had been confirmed, my brother joined the ma

Which are given to members that are on mission" Maison explained. "You guys can get it since you are members of the clan" she blurted out. Allison and Maison had no choice but to laugh which was something rare to see for the Son's Family... "We are his siblings. We are siblings of five. Emerson is the first and also the next Mafia leader after our late Dad. I'm the second after Emerson, we have Hudson who happened to be after me, Maison here is after Hudson and the last daughter is Madison but she stays with our mom..." Allison explained..

“And two, I hate your brother.” Patrice narrowed her eyes on him. She understands why Jillian hated her. But this man, why did he hate her brother? Jacob smirked at her. “You see, we live in the mafia world. Me, Kim Jajeoong, being the leader of DBSK and your brother, being the leader of BigBang.” “What are you talking about?” “You don’t know?” Jacob asked. “You don’t know that your brother is one of the most hated and deadliest Mafia Lord?”

But, Luca kept them as far away from that side of our family ties as possible. Now we had new rivals the Russo’s who are in Italy they are a big name over there, but not as big as ours Gianni and Luca made an alliance almost twenty years ago and it is still going strong to this day. My brothers are the now known mafia kings of our world and those god damn fucking Russo’s would do anything to sabotage us and our reputation in Italy. They want it of us, not a fucking chance they are just wanna be' s. Luca has gave me strict instructions to do a deal with them and if they do not accept our terms, then we are to shoot them dead.

I couldn’t take anymore, I wiped my eyes and left without saying goodbye. *End of flashback* As I sit here enjoying my mates warmth and comfort I promise myself and the goddess that I will do whatever I can to stop this from happening. He’s my brother, my future alpha, and Misha’s mate. He needs to be here with her no matter what. I just hope that I can find a way to change this awful fate set upon my brother and family. I want to be selfish and just enjoy having Misha for the rest of my life, but I can’t. Not knowing the cost my happiness comes at.