Mafia Last Names Novels & Stories

HAKAN *** Of all the Italian Mafia families, the Il ragni, better known as the Spider Famiglia, were the worst. They had no sense of honour, no moral code, no restriction, no limits. Anything was okay to them as long as they made a profit. Doing any form of business with them was a risk because they were more likely to use you for their gain . They were good at blackmail and backstabbing and their partners usually ended up dead. It was why they were only associated with the worst of the worst sets of people like the butcher. Most reputable crime families and organisations avoided them for a reason. Yet, here I was, using an Alias to try and make a deal with them. Obviously I couldn’t approac

Father replied. "Damn!" Mikael yelled. "You see brother? you're a pain in the ass even for mother." Xander spoke in a manner that angered me. "Don't worry Mikael, Lilith isn't gonna suffer, I know she's in good hands unlike that peasant in Hunter's room. Uh.. what's her name again?" "Hmm. Iesha." Father concluded. "How did you know that?" I was confused on how he knew her or even her name. "I'm the greatest Mafia there is remember?"

“His name is Liam DeLuca. He’s one of the school’s directors…youngest in history, actually. He’s only 28, but he’s already insanely rich. Like, donated-a-billion-dollars-to-the-school rich.” “A billion?” I echoed, my eyebrows shooting up. “That’s… ridiculous.” “I know, right?” she said, her eyes wide with awe. “But that’s not even the craziest part.” I hesitated, not sure if I wanted to know more. But curiosity got the better of me. “What do you mean?” Hannah lowered her voice even further, practically mouthing the words. “They say he’s got another identity. He’s not just a director. He’s supposedly the godfather of La Lupa Nera. You know, Europe’s biggest mafia.”

* * * * * * * * * * PD Luciana wandered through the villa's garden, the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass filling her lungs. But her mind wasn't on the serene surroundings. Alessandro's words echoed in her thoughts; "Antonio's family is Mafia... they're ruthless. They'll stop at nothing to get what they want." She shivered, despite the warmth of the sun on her skin. The Mafia's reputation was notorious - brutal killings, extortion, and corruption. They operated in the shadows, and their influence reached the highest echelons of power.

Its edges were frayed, yet the embroidery remained flawless. “This was the House of Valerius.” Lucian frowned. “My family.” Seraphine inclined her head. “The First Alpha House.” She pointed farther down the hall. “The House of Moretti.” “The House of Romano.” “The House of De Luca.” “The House of Ashcroft.” One by one, Lucian recognized the names. Not from history books. From mafia meetings. From old alliances. From blood feuds that had lasted generations. His expression darkened. “These are the founding families.”

“Alessia.” Ivan shrugged. “We already know your name. I’ve heard so much about you, against my will.” Dante’s voice cut in, low and firm. “Ivan.” Ivan raised both hands in mock surrender. “I don’t want to offend the mafia don. He might chop off my fingers or do some other mafia thing to me.” I laughed, harder than I meant to. The sound surprised me. It felt foreign after days of nausea and quiet anxiety. Maxim waved a hand. “Don’t mind him. He never stops teasing Dante for choosing his grandfather’s path and becoming a mafia boss instead of… I don’t know, being a doctor or something civilized.”

The mafia's maid "Fuck!" Jeremy causes out loud when his secretary came to tell him that his drugs has been dismantled by a mobster. "They all know that any mobster who turns against me must have a gruesome death," he said as he roared out loud. Ashley woke up early, as usual, she did her morning ablution and went straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, there she saw other maids with which she exchange greetings.

she pouted. "Not this time." I replied and left the room. She is really a pain in the ass. Every woman I know is! Damn my luck. The problem is that I cannot kick Claudia out of the mafia because we work with her father's mafia, and me kicking her out won't make things good; however, if I didn't want to be with her, her father wouldn't mind because he cares more about business, and I don't really think she could get hurt. She doesn't have feelings, like me.

“ I don't mind this because I follow orders, Antonella, and you should too! Because I'm tired of always saving you from our father's wrath. You know how hard it's been lately” by lately she means since my mother left by her own choice since she decided to leave this world and her two daughters at the mercy of a sweet but megalomaniacal guy who put the Mafia famiglia above the blood famiglia “ So you don't help matters by complaining?” "Who's coming to the ball tonight?" Beatrice was an athletic type, showing everywhere her delicate nose and blue eyes framed by her blond and extremely straight hair, besides having a huge heart, and accepting everything my father Arturo put as a rule, as absur

I told him. "To make the task easier, Who is the Milan family Partnering with aside from Lucas Dayson?" I asked him. "Lucas's top enemy, but they are keeping it a secret. It is the Mexican top Mafia but he is based in England. His name is Kevin. His family is named after their great grandmother who was the one to start the business in their family. The family name is the Berto Family." "Hmm! Interesting! What's their sign?" I asked him.