Mafia Queen Novels & Stories

I tell him. “Okay to answer your first question, yes it is your business because we are together. Second, no I never claimed him under the rule of mafia law, because he wasn’t my forever person. And I’m not sure what the Queen B reference is about but yes Cora-mío I will put a ring on it and I will claim you under mafia law if say the word” swoon I think but that short lived as a gasp I know all to well comes from the kitchen entrance.

I was The Ghost. That was what they called me in the mafia underworld. It was a name that was whispered with fear. A name I had earned through blood and fire. Kairo had trained me to be untouchable, ruthless and precise. And when the time came, I would make sure Richard and Jason Harlow paid for everything they had done. But first, I had to step into their world. A knock sounded at the door. “Miss Ruby, Don Siegel summons you!” A guard's voice came through.

, I begin. "Fuck, he sounds hot." Adele groans and flattens herself on the bed. I stare off to the side before sighing, "He is, very much so," I respond. "So, who exactly is he? Is he a student at our school or someone you met on a job?" Before I say anything, I glance at her. "He's the next leader of the Italian Mafia." She gasps and sits up straight, her eyes widening in surprise. "Oh god, he's bound to be a fucking king in the sheets."

“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”

“These decide how long you have to live. Depending on your answers is how slow and torturous I make it.” “Stupid woman. You can’t scare me.” “Uncle, I would answer her questions. She is definitely the one you should be scared of.” Veronica smiles but holds her hand up to Luis. “I forgot. I didn’t introduce myself. It’s a pleasure to meet you El Jefe. I am Donna Veronica Molina of the Sanchez Mafia also known as the Mafia Blood Queen.” Jesus’s face pales and he gasps. “No. It’s not possible. She is a myth.”

Chief says, and we three took a seat across from him. “Do we have to go on some mission? Chief.” I asked, looking at the stakes of files on his table. “You can say that.” He takes out some files and opens a folder, sliding it towards us. “You know about the underworld mafia queen, she is coming back to France.” He says. My gaze went to a picture and my heart started beating loudly against my ribcage. Valencia!! It's a photograph of her, she doesn't show much of her face in the media and whoever sees her face, they're not alive anymore.

"Your loyalty is stunning, cari?o. You give it to a man that doesn't deserve it because you must. Because you promised and you know no other way. Now I am going to crush that man and turn your loyalty to me. You will become my queen. Mi Reina." Her heart sped up, pounding with each word. He was going to take her away from Ignacio, give her another cage, turn her into another version of her current self. Mafia wife. And she would hate him for it. She pushed back, shoving away from his chest to look him in the eyes. "No," she told him. "I won't be your queen."

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 need to let them know… who I am. “I’m not Jennie, who is a regular employee in the Queen’s Real Estate company. It is not true that she hired me to train in the Red Cartel headquarters,” I began with a firm and loud voice, making sure that they would hear every word I said. “In fact, I am Minerva Santiago, the daughter of Dranreb Santiago and Erich Santiago. The Santiago heiress. And the Red Cartel Queen.” They didn’t react. I expected them to. But I underestimated how open-minded they are. Maybe they have their initial reactions inside them, but their understanding and respect will overwhelm whatever they feel and think. So I continued what I was saying.

She is my goddess and she is mafia so naturally, she is my mafia goddess. -Kane? - mafia goddess(Byanca) -Yes, what is mia dea?- Me -Just wanted to make sure you didn’t give me a fake number - mafia goddess(Byanca) -Why would I do that? Do people actually do that?- Me -Yes, people will do this. - mafia goddess(Byanca) -Well, this is me so don’t worry mia dea. - Me -Ok, well just wanted to make sure and say good night - mafia goddess(Byanca)