Mafia Brothers Novels & Stories

“I heard about what happened to you from Gery. So I just want to make sure there are no misunderstandings between us.” Actually, Gery's brother already knew who Meazus really was. So he wanted to apologize for whatever had happened so that there would be no misunderstandings between them. He was really afraid of having to deal with mafia members like Meazu, especially members of the Lucasio mafia. Gery's brother knew a little about the mafia world and he really didn't want to have anything to do with him.

My hands clench into fists. I let him off too easily that night. Gio nods, keeping his gaze on his screen. “No problem. We'll find him.” “E lo rovineremo.”(And we'll ruin him.) Lorenzo echoes, his jaw clenched. A smile tugs on my lips as I stare at my Brothers. The four brothers of Lupi Di Sicilia. Wolves Of Sicily. Our gang name runs high in Chicago and we’re known not to be messed with. But some gangs still like to test us out. Much to their doom.

“Then you’re definitely no brother of mine, Dean! You openly chose her over me, over this entire pack, over everything we had! You’re completely done with me!” Dean staggered slightly but remarkably didn’t fall to the ground. He wiped the blood slowly from his lip with the back of his hand, his bitter laugh low, dark, and completely mocking. “Done?” he said, spitting blood aggressively on the floor. “No, brother. You’re the only one truly losing everything right now. The pack. Your title. That cursed Vengas mate of yours. You’re the only one who’s truly done for good.”

The Beckham Brothers POV Rio entered the dimly lit room, his presence commanding attention as he addressed his six brothers, the notorious Beckham siblings who ruled over the underworld with an iron fist. Nick, Zion, Leo, Theo, Luca, and Dave, each as formidable as the next, turned their attention to Rio as he delivered his news. "I've found the snitch," Rio declared, his voice cutting through the silence like a knife. His brothers leaned in closer, anticipation crackling in the air as they awaited his revelation.

“I want to hit this fucker hard and fast and take away everything he’s ever worked for. I want to send the word out that no one touches what’s mine. Timothy Flynn made his last mistake this morning when he took my woman.” Roman thrust his hand into the circle the five of them made. Sazon put his hand on top of Roman’s, soon Barshan and Yuri’s hands joined the others. Finally, Mikial’s hand topped theirs. Then all five chanted, “We are brothers by choice, blood has brought us together and holds us strong. Brothers we are and brothers we will always be.”

Nyla felt like the ground had opened beneath her feet. “No, no, no, no.” She whispered. Her father looked between them. “Wait… you two know each other?” Adriel crossed his arms. “Unfortunately.” Miranda laughed lightly. “That’s wonderful! You already know each other.” Wonderful? Nyla felt anything but wonderful. This couldn’t be happening. The masked mafia lord. Her high school bully. The man who had threatened her only hours ago was about to become her stepbrother. “I can’t do this,” Nyla said suddenly.

The Dermaco family was one of the crime families here in Europe and they own a lot of territories in the coast making them the most powerful family. “You killed my brother,” I dare to cry, my voice harboring so much hatred. “You killed him!” He was the only sibling l had. I can't say much about my parents ‘cause they all passed away when I was just a kid in a car accident. Damen was the only parent l ever knew in all my 21 years of walking on this planet earth and these monsters came to take the only precious thing away from me. My brother as far as l knew him he was not capable of stealing from anyone let alone some ruthless, sadistic and deranged mafia of some high rank. He’d never do such

“Jonah came by earlier today." Jonah. The name has me thinking back to earlier occurrences. The fact that the Romano brothers made it clear that they want me, despite the fact that I'm their uncle's fianceè is scary to say the least. Normally, I love men who know what they want and go for it without any hesitation. But these aren't just men. No, they're far from that! They are the Romano brothers. They run the fucking New York faction of the Cosa Nostra. They have more blood on their hands than a priest has confessions in his head.

“Son, can you be calm, you’re totally right and that shouldn’t have happened , sorry for all the unconvinced we caused isn’t that right? The man asked again and almost all the men around the table nodded their heads. Well, if that’s the case then I think we have every right to start and before I do , as the oldest of this organization I want to formally welcome Zade and Luca and of course Killian formally into this. As far as I know Killian and his friends hold an elite organization called the brotherhood which is in no way affiliated with any mafia but over the years they have grown tremendously dangerous and even better than what I imagined when Rico pitched that idea to me. While I would

“Vale Tower is 15 minutes. I’ll be handling my board, my lawyers, my money. You focus here. With them.” “Okay,” I say. She looks at Luca. “Keep her safe.” “We will,” he says. And just like that, she’s gone. Back to her empire. Leaving me with 5 mafia brothers and a war brewing. THE WEEKS AFTER We fortify. More guards at the gate. Cameras on every corner. The brothers run Moretti business from the house. Deals, calls, meetings. All under one roof. Isabella runs Vale from hers. Quiet acquisitions. Silent phone calls.