Mafia Fell Sans Novels & Stories

"When did he become a bodyguard? My Diego is not a bodyguard, Drake! He's mine! Call him now! Or give me his number. I need him!" Carolina Del Fiore, commonly known as Carmella, is the only daughter of Eagle Sebastian Del Fiore, the mafia Don of the Del Fiore clan. She is untouchable, incredibly stubborn, and often acts like a spoiled brat who ignores the rules set by her father. Despite her father's restrictions, she comes and goes as she pleases, showing little concern for authority. To be honest, she can be quite a pain. I sighed, resting my back as I looked at her. She chuckled with a fake laugh.

"You don’t make the choices; I do, and whenever it is fine for me, I will make you pay. But listen up, Macerio Johnson, no matter how much you run, you can’t hide from me. I will tear the entire earth up just to find you, and this I am serious about." We're clear about that?" Nathan’s face grudgingly let go of him; he threw the knife toward his pills and turned his back. "Do you think you’ve won, just like that?" He looked fumingly at Nathan while his teeth gnashed angrily against themselves. His hands violently on his chest, he hung his head below and continued. "In the Mafia world, there is no damn winner!" He completed his statement as his vision blurred immediately and, more so, his hear

she said evenly. That earned her a low, amused chuckle. “You’re not what I expected from a maid.” “And you’re not what I expected from a mafia boss.” He stepped closer, slow and deliberate, until there were only a few inches between them. The faint scent of whiskey and smoke curled around her. His voice dropped. “You say ‘mafia’ like it’s a bad word.” “I say it like it’s a dangerous one.” For a moment, the air between them was charged, his gaze dipping briefly to her mouth before meeting her eyes again. Then, just as quickly, he stepped back, the moment broken.

When I settled in the car with Ivan, we grinned at each other. "Should have aimed for his head," Ivan said. I smirked. "I think the cane will suit him better than a missing ear." We laughed, freely for the first time in a long time. Mia I was sitting in mom's hospital room, the TV providing a dull background hum as I flipped through channels, trying to escape the weight of boredom and everything that had happened. Then a headline flashed across the screen, pulling me back to reality: Breaking News: Major Mafia Collapse—Volka Bratva Taken Down

Maeve Ford after graduating high school decides to leave Cario, Egypt for the united states of America in search of her brother who had gone missing for years, to find some clues which could lead her to her brother, she steals a book sorted out by every illegal syndicate, powerful Clans, and even the Mafia, this makes her become a target, and amidst everything she gets caught up in a misunderstanding, entangled with a cold-hearted Ceo, and with the increasing need to find her brother she goes into a contract marriage with the enemy

"By the time I am done, these videos will be edited and sent to everyone in the Mafia world. Your name will be shamefully brought to the ground, and all you will be remembered of is your fucking downfall. Do you see how easy that is? How mind-boggling is it to die, knowing that you never lived to influence anyone positively? That your name was dragged into the mud after all you did to torment other mafia groups because you had the power to? Well, Diablo, today is your fucking end." Senna ended the video and slipped his phone back into his pocket. He was really weak by now, knowing that he had lost so much blood. But it had Bebe compressed, and he knew he could go on for another hour. He walk

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

“I saw him, Fiona. He was with her. Marco didn’t even call me once after our engagement was broken. He didn’t try to explain… to reach out… nothing.” Tears streamed down her cheeks. Fiona pulled her into a hug. “I loved him. And he threw me away like I meant nothing.” Fiona stroked her hair. “I know, honey. I know.” After a while, Aria wiped her tears and stood up. “Enough. I’ll deal with him.” She marched into her room and began packing her things. Fiona stood by the door, worried. “Aria, are you sure? He’s a mafia don. If he finds out you’re using him for revenge—”

Faina Green Marco Rossi’s fall was like a stone thrown into a still lake—the ripples spread fast and violently. In less than 72 hours, his empire collapsed. Three of his main allies in Chicago publicly declared loyalty to the ‘Ndrangheta under Heros’s command. Two casinos were shut down by the police after anonymous tips (courtesy of Noah). His remaining accounts were frozen or drained. And most importantly: the video of Marco’s humiliating confession circulated discreetly among the ‘Ndrangheta families, serving as a clear warning.

I smiled and relaxed deeper into the seat, watching the ground fall away as the plane lifted into the sky. The cabin lights dimmed to a soft amber. Outside, the city shrank to glittering pins of light. I turned my head toward him. “Your father… I thought he was dead. Or that you were estranged. You never mentioned him.” Dante’s mouth curved, just a little. “This pretty head of yours thinks too much.” “I can’t help it. Mafia families are usually… divided. People in support, people against. Silence. I assumed…” He shook his head. “My family isn’t like that.”