Mafia King Mga Nobela at Kwento

In fact, I don't believe in fairytales, they are just imaginary illusions that blind us to the reality of life. This man in front of me, who's supposed to be the misunderstood prince is Malakai Lorenzo, mafia king of the biggest underworld organization known in New York, and my father just had to go ahead and gamble all his money to his organization, now my father owes a huge sum of money to this bastard.

“That body is made for fucking…” I whirled on him. My eyes flashing. “Don’t even think it.” With a growl I turned back to watching the girl. She was beautiful he was right about that. All long blonde hair and wide eyes that peeked out from beneath the curtain of her golden hair and her curves were mouth wateringly womanly, but she looked so normal. She didn’t look like the daughter of a mob boss. Looking at her you would never know that she had been born Mafia Royalty. A pampered little princess who lived a life of luxury at the pain and expense of others.

Jaxon explained as he stood staring out the window. From where he was standing, he and the others could see Allen Lewis riding a luxury car out of the mansion. “Any man who intends to kill Mia and her twin when they were babies, is definitely not a random person. Romero and my problems are more like child's play because I keep interrupting his business, plus he knows I hold the key to the throne of leadership in the Famiglia. Killing Mia, is not his goal, even I'm sure he also wants to marry Mia. But the constant bluffing and killing around is a warning that we are not allowed involved in his business.”

The motel worker looked at the burner phone with fear. 'Boss made it look so easy. But I am more scared to touch Mia Vitiello than the King. Everyone in the mafia world knows about what the King did to those biker gangs in Russia for kidnapping his queen. Where did I got stuck in? If I don't follow my Boss's orders, he will kill me. If I follow, then the King will kill me. I guess, my life is now numbered ' he thought to himself with fear.

She wanted to experience life because her nose is always stuck in a book her whole life. Alessandro Niccolo D'Angelo grew up with a strict grandfather who wanted to turn him into the monster he is today. His name meant as a defender of men as well as the conqueror of people who always comes out victorious. He has a mother that shows him how love is supposed to feel, but the tragedy he encountered couldn't change his tainted soul. He is the Capo of the biggest mafia in New York, known as the silent but deadly king of the night. Life wasn't simple in the Mafia world. He endured all the tasks for his life and the familia, now his task is to become someone invincible.

The car door was opened, and Yara was dragged back inside. "Let go of me! What do you want from me?" yelled Yara, trying to rebel. Inside the mansion, a man was sitting on a black leather sofa. His eyes were cold. He was Damian Devatra, the man Yara had heard about on the news and through rumors—the ruler of a ruthless and unforgiving underground organization. You could say he was the King of the Mafia. "Sit down," Damian ordered simply. Yara gulped, feeling she had no choice. Hesitantly, she sat on the sofa in front of him.

"But what if he c-caught us? He is powerful. This isn't eas-----" "Don't think negative without even giving it a try." I quietly listened to him. "Tomorrow is when you are going to escape that hell." My eyes widened. "Tomorrow is the day when he will officially be declared as the next mafia king. It's the mafia ceremony." I stated, utterly in shock. "Right! There was no better opportunity than tomorrow to execute our plan." **** I couldn't help but to think about what Kai told me. I bit my lips continuously as I thought about it. After what I came across with was I still willing to be with a man like him? Who already loves someone else while showing me to the

Ethan, Georgia, and Vivaan were standing in between the other mafias and were smirking after hearing their talks. “They have no idea that their dreams will be shattered, brutally,” Ethan said, on which Georgia and Vivaan chuckled lightly. “Hello to all,” Seb said, and all stopped their talking. “Today, you all are here for the crowning ceremony of the next British King and the King of Kings,” the moment these words left Seb’s mouth, one mafia king of some other region said, “King, how can you say that? Bennett Theodore Knight is not the true heir for the next King of Kings title. He had to fight with the others if he wants that title,” many others also agreed

"Or kill her and do us all a favor." "He can't. Alexa is a really big gang lord," Maddox said surprising me. "You're lying. Her," I asked pointing in Alexa's general direction. "Yeah. Alexa Eva Maria Valenzuela, head of The Kings," Felix said. I knew The Kings. They were a big gang and operated around most parts of the world. "So if Luca kills her..." "The mafia loses a lot of money and men fighting The Kings. They can be defeated but what's the point of taking the risk and having to build loyalties and the mafia up again?" Maddox completed it for me.

Blurb Serafina Ferraro was born from an affair and raised like trash nobody wanted to throw out. Her stepmother hated her. Her sister mocked her. And Nico Caruso, the man she gave up everything for, drugged her and tried to sell her body to his boss. "You belong to me," Nico snarled, gripping her jaw. "You are like a stray dog. You bite, so you get smacked until you learn to sit still." Then a stranger kicked the door open. "I could have sworn I heard a damsel in distress," Dante Valentino said, calm as ice. He is not a hero. He is the illegitimate son of a powerful family, with his own war to fight. He does not save her out of kindness. "Do you want revenge?" he asked. She trains. Sh