Mafia Ink Novels & Stories

Not a single sound or cough out of her. Micah chuckled. “You work for the Italian Mafia, correct? You recently shut down some vampires trafficking drugs to humans?” “Yeah. Their drugs fucked with the humans in ways that was calling attention to the drug and what was in it. It also made their blood undrinkable, rendering the humans worthless. Doesn’t matter if you’re vampires, humans, or werewolves. You cross the mafia and try to make money out of businesses we have our hands in without permission, shit happens.” I took another drag and fed it to Auri again, her head still back as I held her chain tight. I had to fucking sell it and I hated every minute of it. She was starting to relax in my

This is a bonus chapter for the Mafia Academy and I promise you want to read it. While I have you, I need to thank you for reading about these three amazing couples. If you continued this far, I'm sure they are as special to you as they are to me. For Mr. Xavier's complete story and how he found himself at Rochester, you’ll want to read Hotter Than Hell available on GoodNovel. Xavier is the head of the desert crime syndicate when Madison enters his world. One day, I plan to write about his children.

“What do you want from me?” “You’re aware of your father’s…profession?” Mia sighed deeply. “I know he’s the Avtoritet under the Pakhan of the Varnakov bratva, which makes him about number-three in their hierarchy, but I don’t know specifics. If you’ve brought me here to gain some kind of advantage, or obtain information, you’re out of luck. I want nothing to do with him or the russkaya mafiya.” “Hmm.” Shane gestured to a wet bar. “Drink?”

But when Bella stopped looking at her, the laptop screen in front of floryin instantly turned into a bunch of Numbers that made her reel. But not for Flo, who was used to all of that, of course, understood immediately what was on her laptop screen. The laptop he has modified by himself and adds its missing features to make it easier to work that is often required to crack things. Yes, floryin was a hacker in the Mafia of Marco vilante. That's why he became one of those people who had great influence and trusted by Marco vilante to guard Bella because all of his powers were unquestionable, although he didn't come from people who were capable and lucky but floryin had an intelligent brain.

“The only thing humorous about you both is your miserable lives and utter lack of intelligence.” The class erupted into stifled snickers, and Engineer Akinyemi let the moment linger, clearly pleased with himself for reasons best known to him. Finally, he added, “The mafia can also be called the mob, the syndicate, the outfit… or even la nosa costra.” He paused abruptly, his expression darkening at the sound of a barely audible giggle. “Mirabel! Or should I say Miracle?” he snapped, zeroing in on her. “Care to share what’s so funny?”

We were on our way to the meeting place, a rendezvous with the overseas client, a man known only as 'The Engineer,' and the stakes had never been higher. Months. Months of meticulous planning, of delicate negotiations, of weaving a web of deceit and promises across continents. This wasn’t just another deal. This was a coup, a turning point. We were acquiring something invaluable, something that would solidify the Sokolov family’s dominion over the city’s underworld and beyond. An exclusive formula for an explosive, potent enough to rewrite the rules of engagement in my chaotic mafia world. Think of it: an asset that could level a building with surgical precision, or disappear a rival’s entir

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I smirked, glancing at her from the corner of my eyes. “Do you really believe them? I still think they’re wasting our time,” Verity said, sipping the coffee. “Be careful, it’s still hot,” I said, pouring the coffee beans with a small amount of cocoa beans in the grinder. “Honestly, I don’t know. But… Morana said the logo was created from an ancient book. City of books.” “So this mafia you are looking for could be a secret ancient book club of curses?” I let out a sigh and looked at Verity.

She finally plucked the book from the shelf and dragged it to the window, flipping open the crimson-stained leather cover. “Morino Family Tree.” The writing was faded and difficult to read, the opening pages smudged and warped with age. She traced the dates with her fingertip, feeling sick. The Morino legacy dated back to 1840—long before anyone ever whispered the word “mafia.” The ink was dark, smeared in places like someone had pressed their hands across it while bleeding. As she concentrated, a shadow fell across her. Her stomach dropped. She knew that shadow. Before she could move, his hand came down gently on her shoulder, and his voice drifted down to her ear like poison wrapped in sil

It was a mechanical proof-roller, its heavy steel cylinder dripping with a thick, viscous black ink that hummed with a terrifying, low-frequency magnetic charge. ​"Julian!" Elara screamed, her left hand still pinned to the gurney as she scrambled backward against the mattress, her spine hitting the chrome headboard with a hard, metallic rattle. ​The black ink on the floor suddenly convulsed. ​The midnight-blue stream that had sprayed from her torn wrist didn't mix with the Printer’s black tide; it cut through it like a scalpel. A massive, vertical ridge of indigo fluid erupted from the linoleum, hardening into a solid, jagged wall of text that intercepted the Printer's first step. Spelled ou