Mafia King Novels & Stories

“Tell Mr. Black I just need more time—” “You’re out of time,” the man interrupted sharply. “Mr. Black demanded I bring either the money or something equivalent.” My blood turned cold at the name Mr. Black. Of course, I knew that name. Everyone knew that name. Damien Black, The Mafia King. Stories of his cruelty and power were whispered across the city like ghost tales. “H-How much does he owe?” I stammered. It shouldn't be so much that I can't pay, I thought.

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.”

Seb roared in anger on which excluding his family, and Alex, all shook in fear as they knew that whenever Sebastian Knight becomes angry, then there was no way to calm down his inner beast. (Angering the mafia king was acceptable, but angering that person who was the King of all mafias was worse than anything. Sebastian Knight was not only the Mafia King of the British Empire all the Mafia empires around the world comes under him only. He won this title 4 years back, when the King of all mafia kings died, and there was no heir to take his place. Sebastian was the only one who won that title, and b

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.

It was too quiet for my liking. Sol would definitely prefer it this way. That’s why my babbo wanted him to lead the family. Babbo was named the Mafia King. Sol took over when he died and now… there’s me. A woman who is leading one of the world’s biggest mafia. After making people know that the king was actually a queen, I thought for sure someone would dare come after me. Perhaps I have instilled fear too much after wiping out those scums. “What’s with that sigh, Cara?”

. Everyone used to be afraid of me and my gang because we never failed any mission and I was fucking proud of my team. But still, King didn't make me his loyal man. I was still his driver but I was his favorite fighter. All because of me he had won many deals, bets, gambling, and missions. He fucking earned a lot of money because of me. I was his diamond! I was a bloody talk and famous in the underworld. King gave me LUCIFER name when I fought against King's biggest rival in a fighting match and eventually won, leading King to rule over the dead Mafia's gang under him! Many Mafia used to gamble or bet their money or possessions over my fight. Some also used to bring fighters from all over th

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

They chose to undermine me by putting my fiancée in grave danger again, and I'm going to make absolutely sure that both of them die before this war is over tonight. I am Elliot Allister, the mafia king, and nobody ever threatens me and escapes unscathed. And even though tonight will be a bloodbath, I'll make sure that the blood will come from them and not from anyone else's. Dimitris will have to go down tonight and die in my hands.

I yelled shuffling to the side, the guy who sat quietly in my front suddenly burst into a fit of laughter which earns a glare from both me and The Mafia king. "What the hell is so funny?!" I asked glaring at him, he quickly sobers up and gives me an apologetic look. Good. "Please sir just let me go"I begged. "The name is Damon, Mia," he said. "Whatever just let me go please" I begged. "I can't let you go young lady no amount of pleas would make me do it," He said facing the window. "And why can't you? I mean you are the freaking Mafia King, no one is going to question you" I exclaimed folding my arms.

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.