Mafia Rules Novels & Stories

“Never speak a word about the Mafia outside its walls to anyone, whether family or friend. I won't be responsible for my actions if you do.” Lily could only offer a half-baked nod. There was something about Dmitri's sudden switch that made her blood run cold and the atmosphere suddenly thicken. She was used to his usual teasing demeanor but this side of him was something entirely different, one that screamed authority… something dark. “Rule 1; chto proiskhodit v mafii, ostayetsya v mafii. You never disclose the secrecy.” His thick Russian accent didn't fail to leave an edge to it.

Five guards step out of it, and fall into step behind me instantly. With my phone in a pocket, and a pistol in my hand; eyes filled with deathly fury as we approach. The moment I step in, the sight before me makes my heart stop. Not because its new, I've seen thousands of dead bodies, it was worse after an all out war between two ruthless mafia Lords. What made my heart stop is the implication. "This is a lot." I mutter, noting the extent of damage that had been done. The thought of innocents being murdered, and killed for something they didn't do or had no idea of; makes my heart ache.

His eyes grew wary until he masked them. He was doing that less and less, or I was starting to be able to read him better and better. I was going with me. Woman power. I was awesome. “Yes.” I reached for the blanket, my finger running over the end, playing with it. “So according to Mafia street rules, that means you guys are going to hit them back?” His shoulders rose as he took in a deep breath. “It’s not normal for me to talk about who I’m going to murder before I do it.”

Elena felt her skin turn pale. "Trafficking children?" she repeated. "How could anyone do that?" "They've forgotten the rules of the mafia—rules I've made," Massimo said solemnly. "All things considered, perhaps I've been too loose in my rules." "Mafia Kings tend to be fairly hands off," Luca defended. "The fact your family's insisted on adding two rules—to not harm medical personnel or teachers and to avoid child trafficking or selling drugs to minor—is more than the Contis did when they were in power."

“A hunt.” That night, Camilla stood on the balcony, staring down at the dark forest behind the estate. The moon was high. The rules had been set. Both men would be released into the woods. Only one would return with proof of victory. The terms were ridiculous. Ancient. But in the mafia world, tradition was law. And if Riccardo refused, it would be seen as weakness. “You’re not going into that forest,” she said as he joined her. “Yes, I am.”

“Marry me Giselle.” He breathes into my neck. “I can't, you belong to another Romero.” I whisper. Giselle Gilmore, a girl whose past has been turned upside down in a life of crime and violence gets involved with Romero De La Rosa, the most feared and powerful Mafia Lord and becomes too attached to his daughter Lauryn De La Rosa. When she gets a chance to reunite with the family, a long time family alliance made with another Mafia family engaging Romero De La Rosa to another woman in marriage appears and any bridge of the arrangement will lead to the biggest war ever witnessed in the underworld. Will Romero De La Rosa bend backwards to the underworld rule or will he fight for his love.

Who would have thought that I'm a half-blooded foreigner, hehe! Grandpa just shook his head. "We are royal-blooded Mafias. And we make our own laws. Our ancestors were all ruthless." Grandpa seems to be reminiscing about the past, speaking with emotion with sadness in his eyes. But wait... Royal-blooded Mafias? I haven't even recovered from being the next Mafia Queen! This is getting exciting. I'm eating nonstop. More popcorn, please! It's almost gone! I'm such a glutton. "The number one rule is... You are not allowed to fall in love outside the Mafia World."

Her back straightened, and she lifted her head to speak. 'Grande Don Matteo. Hai infranto ogni regola della Mafia, violando un codice dopo l'altro per i tuoi egoistici interessi. La legge della Mafia è molto chiara al riguardo. Pertanto, date le circostanze, non ho altra scelta se non quella di condannarti a morte.' [Grand Don Matteo. You have broken every Mafia rule in the book, violating code after code for your own selfish reasons. Mafia Law is very clear on this. Therefore, under the circumstances, I have little choice but to sentence you to death.]

Isabella’s POV It was nice to have dinner with Papa, but of course, as soon as the topic of the DeMarcos came up, there was a huge fight. “I don’t understand in this day and age that you can’t barter for my freedom,” I voiced, crossing my arms. “It’s mafia tradition, Mia Stellina,” Papa replied. “The mafia is very steeped in tradition and values. There is even a mafia council in Italy with strict rules. If you go against the council, you can face severe penalties, including death.”

Maxim was the sole leader of the Bratva and he had a final say in a lot of decisions in the Bratva. He asserted dominance over the other members of the Bratva. The Omerta alliance was to make sure rules were followed. Some of the rules included: no killing of mafia members over personal reasons, once you signed a contract with a member of the Alliance, there was no turning back, and most of all, if one betrayed the Bratva, the five families dealt with them accordingly. There were many other rules but those were the main ones. “You need to move into his house. The further you’re away from him, the higher the chances that he will forget you.” Father said to me.