Mafia Bxb Novels & Stories

“What the hell is a Vengas? Why did you bring me all the way down here? If this is a trap, I’m absolutely not playing your ridiculous game.” I laughed, stepping closer, my voice dropping to a low, cold warning. “You are so incredibly clueless about yourself,” I said, my tone mocking his ignorance. “You think you know exactly who you are, Noah? You don’t know anything. A Vengas is not a human being. They are terrifyingly dangerous, capable of stealing a wolf’s entire power with a single touch. And you? You are officially one of them.”

Boraxip will be in his life, so it's only fair he finds out as much as he can about the man. Although I'm aware he's still cautious around the man, I can also tell all of this intrigues him. I wouldn't be surprised if he befriends Marct, just so he can learn more about what's happening. Skyren's announcement that the Lucchese Mafia was here to see Marct had Messiah in a frenzy, wanting to murder Bastian for what he did to his sister. Boraxip had to calm him down. "Why aren't you angry about this? He tortured our sister," Messiah argued when he failed to get out of Boraxip's grip.

" I bluntly said. He wickedly smirked, " People fear from the Mafia and you must too. " he whispered. I knew it. Here the box opened and revealed him. Why was he telling me now? " You want me to fear you. " I asked. He put his finger on my lips, " Be in your limits specially from your tongue. " He said. " Are you gonna beat me up? if I'll not obey you. " I spilled the stupidity but he could if he is Mafia. I raised an eyebrow.

•••••••••••• ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © 2022 by M.Z. Mauve Scenes, characters, dialogues and events in this story are all invented. This story contains mature themes, profanity, graphic violence and graphic sexual content not intended for young readers. Unauthorized reproduction of any part of this story or plagiarism of any kind is prohibited by the law. •••••••••••• This is the first draft of Book III of The Heir's Secret Obsession, my first crime/psych thriller/mafia romance story.

I croak out, my throat dry and fighting against every inch of my body screaming out in pain. This question seems to confuse him, and he leans forward, not breaking eye contact. “Why do you ask that question like you know who I am?” “Of course, I know who you are!” I exclaim, my eyes screwed up as I bite back the pain. “You’re Dante Dragonetti, once known as il Drago, the most feared Mafia leader in New York!” “Bullshit!” he exclaims, and I feel a blow land against my cheek. I taste blood in my mouth and chuckle. “Well, that’s who you were before Allessio turned you into a mind-controlled freak of nature.”

she replied "You are grounded and you want see that guy again" enzo said sternly. "I'm not and I will see him again" she said smirking "if you see him again. I'll make sure he won't see the sun next day" Alex said "Are you gonna kill him?" alexa said smirking and everyone stiffened and looked at me. "Why would we kill him?" Noah asked nervous "Because you are in mafia" alexa said smirking. Ohk my brothers are in mafia. Wait- my brothers are in mafia!!!???!! THEY ARE IN MAFIA . I m shocked. ----- Unedited Hope you enjoy!❤ The story is soon gonna come to an end...

For the past two months, Misha has been residing in Chicago, making preparations for my takeover of the now-defunct Chicago Bratva. Similar to myself, Misha is an active member of the European Bratva, engaging in various illicit activities such as drug trafficking, money laundering, extortion, and contract killings. His expertise extends beyond the realm of criminal operations, encompassing combat skills, weapon proficiency, and the art of manipulation and control.

I take a deep breath and nod. Sebastian Ferreira, better known as Dio, is the biggest mafia boss in Rome. He's in charge of most of Europe and he has some strong ties with the Mexican mafia as well. Everything that's happening in the city right now has something to do with him. And his presence in Rome means it's going to get even more dangerous out here.

I said. "How long has he had you."He asked me. "Five years."I said nonchalantly. ack you did a good job bringing her here she would be of good help to us."He said with a grin . "So what's the deal."I said looking at him. "You know for years have been trying so hard to bring Brooks down and I think with your help its finally coming to pass." "I don't get it." "let me introduce myself properly, my name is Salvador the leader of this mafia group and the Brooks are the overall leaders ,am tired of being the second I want to be the first."He said.

He faced me by turning his chair around. The cruel enemy's name is Emir Alffiaco. He was a horrible man. When I say terrible, I mean awful. I'm talking about the kind of evil that involves prostitution rings and the exploitation of young women. To make my life a living misery, he is exploiting even the mafia. I will not stop seeking justice to ensure that he rots away in the deepest part of hell.