Mafia's Angel Novels & Stories

he replied, causing me to momentarily pause in my steps. Dylan's brother, Adrian Vasillos, was a very famous person in the mafia world. Ranging from arson to murder, there was no crime he wasn't capable of committing, he was even nicknamed Azrael: the angel of death. It was no surprise that such a person ended up in prison. "Are you scared?" He teased as we sat down in the visiting room. I glared at him, angrily. How could anyone not be afraid? Apart from his brother's terrible reputation, there was still the fact that he had a bad relationship with Dylan.

~WE ARE THE GRANDDAUGHTERS OF THE WITCHES YOU WEREN'T ABLE TO BURN~ EARLIER "You don't know about me? Well that's understandable... You are just a little girl, an innocent Angel... How would you know about The Mafia King?" He said smirking. "M- Mafia!? "M- Mafia!?" "Yes. I'm Damon The Underworld king. "You mean Vincent has contacts with the underworld!?" "Huh not just contact sweetheart, he works for us."

Vin who had caressed her skin reverently was also capable of such horrible actions. “What about you?” she heard Sienna mutter after a while. Ella continued her examination and proceeded to treat her minor wounds. “What about me?” Sienna threw her an accusing stare. “What happened to you? Who are these people? No offense,” she added, to which Ella snickered. “They’re uh…” Callie began, glancing nervously between Ella and Raleigh, who was leaning on the door frame, watching everything unfold. “They’re the Baros mafia family.”

Arcano smiled as he let me go and pulled Neko into a hug. “Good Evening Mr. Salvatore” Neko smiled as I rolled my eyes at their interaction. Neko engulfed my father in a warm hug and almost seemed like they melted into each other. “Who is this?” “G-Good Evening Sir. My name is Ayla and I am Miss Bella's Slave.” Ayla smiled and bowed down to show my father respect. “You are such a sweetheart” My father smiled. “She is an Elven slave and as of right now, she is under Salvatore protection. Unless you have a problem with that Arcano.”

She sat by her window again, watching the stars fade into the gray of dawn. She finally understood him—the walls, the coldness, the distance. Everything he was hiding wasn’t cruelty. It was grief. And as much as she wanted to stay away, she knew something inside her was already breaking for him. For the boy who lost his father. For the man who lived under his killer’s rule. For Adrien D’Angelo the Mafia’s heir with a heart that refused to die.

I touched her face, but Angel slapped my hand away. "Don’t be stupid! We’ll both die out here if you keep this up!" "What a beautiful couple!" Mancini shouted, making us turn toward him. "It’s a shame you made so many bad choices, Falcone! Choosing that girl was your biggest mistake!" "I believe the opposite—Angela is perfect for me." I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her body against mine, not caring about him. "Of that I have no doubt. She’s childish, weak, and foolish—just like you. Two kids thinking they could run a mafia..."

Giovanni and Angelina sat in the back with Zayn, while everyone else followed in other cars. The adrenaline was still coursing through me—my blood humming, heartbeat steady and calm, mind sharp. Killing does that to me. It clears my head. “Amore,” Ace said suddenly, glancing at me. His eyes held amusement, danger, and something else I couldn’t quite place. “Do you realize you just shot the leader of the Lebanese Mafia?” His lips pulled into a small smirk. “They’re going to come after you now.” I paused. Oh. Oops.

“I’ve never been with a man before… but I’m not against the possibility. You’d better behave, Tristan, or I might just make your entire body ache with regret.” He turned and walked away, leaving me alone, bound and exposed, in the eerie silence of the warehouse. It was then, in the echoing emptiness, that the full horror of my situation truly dawned on me. I was caught in the crossfire of a brutal mafia war. Abducted by Vlad, I was now nothing more than a bargaining chip, a tool for his twisted vengeance against Giovanni. And the night, it seemed, was far from over.

It made him lose his temper again and he threw her onto his bed taking her regardless of her frightened screams he had to make her see she was his now and he would force her to accept it. They had all grown up together, Giovanni and Carlos were cousins, almost all the Mafia families were related in one way or another and Angelina was a beautiful English teenager who had captured both their hearts. She had arrived in Sicily with her friends for a working holiday and never gone home. Both men fell in love with her the first time they met, she was helping pick the grapes from the vines on one of the Mafia vineyards. They had gone to help too on the orders of Carlos’ Uncle, the current Mafia Gr

He needed someone to save him. He belongs to a gang named Rangers that work undercover for the FBI. They work in a circle to eliminate the gangs like Skull, who are the main threat. They look illegal but they work under FBI. They need a doctor for Sebastian. A personal doctor provided by FBI. So the doctor don't reveal their secrets. Janis, daughter of the FBI agent Kyle. Kyle died many years ago while doing his mission and now his daughter is a doctor. The daughter of Kyle is the perfect person to treat Sebastian because she knows all the ropes of the FBI and she is trustable and won't reveal their secrets.