Mafia King Novels & Stories

The morning light caught the sharp lines of his jaw and the faint scars on his body — reminders that this gentle man in front of me was still the same feared Mafia King who ruled the city with blood and power. “Open,” he said softly, lifting a piece of ripe mango to my lips. I took the bite, the sweet juice bursting on my tongue. His gaze darkened as he watched my mouth, thumb brushing away a drop of juice from my bottom lip. He leaned in and kissed me slowly, tasting the mango on my tongue, groaning quietly like I was the most addictive thing he’d ever had. “You have no idea what you do to me,” he whispered against my lips. “Watching you like this… soft and w

Satisfied with whatever he saw on my face, he started looking at his shoes. A minute later he lifted up his hand and grabbed the back of my head. He pulled me closer to him so that my body was flush against his chest, "Honey," Max growled, his voice coming down to a low pitch, "Varys Flint is the man who drives most of the underworld on the tips of his finger in most of the cities. The biggest rival of Italian gangster clan." My face turned white as chalk as his words entered my mind and I immediately recognised the name.

As Alexander entered the hall, everyone stood up and bowed their heads as the mafia king walked in with his generals. As soon as he took a seat, the door opened, and a guard walked in. "Mafia King, your loyal man, Mr. Mike, is here." "Send him in." A young male entered the room and received curious glances from everyone in the room. The Mafia King spoke up. "I planned to attack Chands. It's time to make them bow their heads to Branson's. If they compromise willingly, then it's ok, but if they try to revolt, I will kill the whole family or I will take their most precious things away so they will be

Vallea sat tied to the chair her hair hung over her face. The water was thrown over her She slowly opened her eyes they cut hair. "Good afternoon Vallea it’s nice to see you are finally with us." "Who are you?" "I’m Nicolo Russo. The maffia king." Oh great a fucking ameture. "You are not the Mafia king, my brother Matteo Robustelli is." "I am and you should remember that.’ "Why am I here?" "You are here as bate, my princess."

I asked him. The sabastian’s were another mafia gang not mine but I’m the king of all. The sabastian’s were also a powerful gang but they could not get to me. They tried all means but still nothing. They used Vanessa’s father but we were quick to know the schemes. Sabastian was a young man who was filled with envy and he was very cunning and manipulative but I was smarter and always a step ahead from all of his place making him lose all the time.

he ask while we walk out of his house. I look at him like he's stupid "I'm not apart of the mafia I am the mafia," I say. He raises an eyebrow at me. "okay, maybe I'm not the mafia but I am a mafia queen I was born into the mafia so I'm mafia by blood," I tell him. he nods his head in understanding. "but seriously I am the mafia technically because Luca is the King of all mafia and he is the mafia so technically I am the mafia," I say trying to convince Blake but it didn't seem to work cause all he did was bust out and laugh. I pout a little and go over to Luca and I's car. "

I knew who he was. Everyone knew about Alejandro King. He was a huge mafia boss and owned lots of businesses both near and far. He was known for being a ruthless murderer who’d snap your neck in a second, so I knew that whatever my father did was not good and that is why I made Alejandro promise me that he wouldn’t hurt my father.

He was just like how a mafia king should be, heartless void of feeling any emotion and the BEAST whom no-one could tamed. Handling all the affairs of the Under-World at the age of 16. Instead of learning how to play with friends he learnt how to kill his enemies and make his rivals bow down to him, instead of watching and hanging out with friends he was out hunting for his night companions. Before becoming a boy he became a man. Nobody knows how the Mafia King look like all they know is how he does his work. And the ones who have seen him had not returned Home. The world knows him as Austin King the CEO of Kingston Company. But

A combination of fear and worry was radiating through his once lethal features. “Riker! Those bastards’ Kings kidnapped Roman.” Liam informed, causing me to tighten my grip on my gun barrel. My knuckles turned white. ‘Kings’, another mafia gang, Evan King, was the leader of Kings. They were Italian’s biggest rivals ever since my dad started the business. However, they weren’t much of a problem back then. We were always in power until it all changed some years back when she joined their gang. Nobody knew where she came from, her family, her weakness, her past background, nothing. She was a complete mystery herself, like a blank sheet of paper. With her in no time, Kings became more powerful t