Mafia Brothers Novels & Stories

They're twin brothers who have nothing in common, they're popularly known as The Bruno brothers. The Falcons is the largest mafia empire in Mexico, ferocious and home of brutes. It's rare to see two bosses bossing over an empire but theirs is exceptional, along with their underground business, Jayden takes care of their family company in Italy. They fight daily, in fact almost every minute, but they make up as soon as they fight. Jayden is the gentle tiger while Jaden is the hotheaded lion. They're both different, but they love each other still.

Before Fred and I even dated I'd poured out my heart to him about my Dad and how my brother died . I knew just how much pain being a part of the mafia had cost my family ,but I excluded the part of my brother owing the Syndicate because I was scared ...I was very scared he'd try to pay the depts my brother owed or worse even confront them ....I didn't wanna loose him ...I feared they might kill him ...just like how they killed my Dad and brother .

He never fucking liked me and I did nothing to earn his approval because I would never get it. l am Alessia Ferrari the Don of the Italian mafia. Father only passed it down to me because he is dying and he has no male heirs, which is quite unfortunate for the bastard. He did not even have any illegitimate sons despite the fact that he fucked day in and day out. He hated watching me take over his mafia, making it mine, making the power mine. But I never asked for this life.

He took care of me and his son and showed us all the way of this world and not once has he showed any discrimination between the two of us. Abramo is seven years younger than I am. He was only two years old when I came in to live with his family and he grew up to think that I was actually his biological brother, but he came to know of the truth eventually. My late uncle was the first leader of the Brambila Mafia empire and he ruled with iron fist. After his demise, I took over of course as the eldest son and today, I have made his name known far and wide. Before, we were only operating in Italy but under my rule, we have covered all most two continents, both in our clean business and the und

I started arguing and whining " Peter, I did what you wanted, do the same." He huffed, annoyed. I took a deep breath and calmed down. "Anyway, we are not together anymore, but May I know why?" I asked him " Your right, her father is one of the Mafia's leaders. " " My brother is the boss of one of the strongest Mafia too." I said " I need to keep the details for myself, just you have to know that they are dangerous." " Enemies?" I asked

“When the moon is void and the waters bleed, we strike.” Her high priestess approached, whispering: “And the boy?” Valeria’s teeth bared. “I won’t kill him.” A pause. “I’ll hollow him.” III. The Brotherhood’s Pact That night, the four brothers stood outside under the moon, watching the stars shift. “We started as mafia kings,” Petrov said, sipping vodka. “Now we chant spells and shield babies.” Sokolov laughed bitterly. “I had no idea things like this existed. I used to shoot first, ask later.”

Carlos said sinisterly. Christian faced his mansion from the gate where he stood, the hairs on his back were standing erect. He was feeling nervous with where the conversation on the phone was headed. "You're the only family I have left, brother," Christian answered. "I guess that would make your seventeen-year-old daughter, Caroline a pot made of clay,"Carlos responded and after he did, Christian's eyes shot open. "How did...? "I'm the leader of the Mafia, brother. Information on wealthy and affluent people is one of the perks of my position...so is espionage. I can easily plant a spy in your mansion to slit her throat in her sleep with just a word, so don't test me,” Carlos threatened.

“Decide, brothers. Now.” The word brothers landed like a blade. Nico flinched. Luca went still. Matteo’s lip curled in disgust. Brothers. That single word told me everything—they weren’t just childhood friends, they had once loved him like blood. And now his voice shook them like nothing else could. I gripped the knife still strapped to my thigh. “We can’t just sit here. If Umbra’s men—” Matteo cut me off by shoving something cold and heavy into my palm. His gun.

Just us. I was put in the middle as my 5 Mafia brothers surrounded me and the camera fluttered, capturing 5 Mafia Brothers and their Abused Princess. 𝟓 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐀𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 - 𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟

He asked and somehow I knew his obvious panic wasn’t just because I had slept with another man. “You know him?” I had to ask. “Brielle,” Finn said, sounding like his soul had left his body. “That’s Dante Moretti.” He exclaimed, like he was someone I was supposed to recognize but I failed to. “Am I supposed to know him?” I just had to ask again. “You should,” Cassandra breathed. “Everyone knows who the Morettis are.” “Can someone just tell me what is happening?! Who are the fucking Morettis?” “They’re mafia,” Finn whispered, not even bothering to hide his panic. “They run half the damn city, Bri.” My blood turned to ice that instant. What the heck have I gotten myself into?