Mafia's Caged Poppy Novels & Stories

They were bound and gagged, terror clear in their expressions. My heart stopped. They were real. I was not alone. "Satisfied?" Vincent asked. "Three more hybrids, all successfully kept dormant through careful medication and memory suppression. Unlike you, Liana, these three have been cooperative." "Because they do not remember what you stole from them." Dominic's hands fisted at his sides. "What do you want, Moretti?" "A simple trade." Vincent's expression did not change. "My daughter for these three hybrids. You return Liana to me unharmed, and I will deliver them to your compound within the hour."

Until she’s off crutches and well again, she’s on house arrest. Anyway, today the gang and I are going on mission. Usually I don’t go on missions, but today is an exception. This particular gang has had more than one warning. They’re trying to be the top gang around here, but they’re no match against my gang. However, I have received several threats from this gang, and I’ve had enough. So, today we are simply going to destroy all of their hard work. I got 30 members of my gang including me, to go on this mission.

“Impressive.” “I can punch patriarchy.” “Who taught you that?” “Auntie Rhea.” “Of course.” “And I can be a mafia doctor.” Poppy started counting on her fingers, one hand still hooked around Sebastian’s neck. “I have a doctor kit. Dedushka bought it. If people lie, I give them injection. But if people are good, I give them sticker. If people are handsome, I give them two stickers.” Sebastian raised an eyebrow. “How many stickers do I get?”

Grayson just sits obediently as he observes the spectacle. "Also on that note, I've got a job for you, A really interesting one at that" Isabella whispered with a devious smile into the ears of the elite Mafia hunter, Anna.

Selena grumbled with a frown. "Is that so? How about this? Master is a mafia. In addition to running a legitimate business, in the form of a company active in several industries with the main industry being locomotives... Master is also actively involved in illegal business. Master is currently affiliated with a mafia organization as well. Master even has an casino business." Rose explained it as far as she knew about Damian. And the general yet all-encompassing explanation managed to make Selena open her mouth in disbelief at what Rose was saying.

Hey, dear readers, I'm excited to announce that there will be a volume two of this book. It will feature Hades, the eldest son of the Black family, in the spotlight. Hades is the leader of the most powerful mafia in the world, the Sicilian Mafia. He is one of the cruelest mobsters. Devoid of a heart, but with the appearance of a Greek god, he doesn't let anyone stand in his way. Amalia Pop, a drug trafficker from a city in Romania, is a girl who has lost much in life, from family to her own soul. Now she does everything she can to survive, even if it means pulling off the biggest drug heist of her life.

People were making ways ways to the side , making more space for the rest which are still waiting outside in the que. "Everyone move inside , move , move. " the staffs were screaming and pushing some the passengers like animals of cattle. A staff pushed Layla hard , making her lose balance but Timothy did managed to held her. Before they could react, the guard already walked off. People came Forward so they all went to the edge of the ship . They went to the very corner and Timothy stood near the railing . The crowd was getting bigger and people were standing with brushing their bodies with each other . Layla got uncomfortable . She couldn't help but cling more to Timothy. The Mafia circled

Her struggles to extricate herself from his grip are going on without a break. “Jacob Kyler, let me go! You’re crossing the limit! I’m not liking it!” “Oh, baby, I don’t like to repeat the same thing. Never dare call me Jacob Kyler again; it’s only JK.” His nagging makes her roll her eyes before speaking. “Let go of me, Jacob Kyler!” Her intention of messing with his name makes him scoff. “What if I don’t?” He says while rolling his eyes. Frustration envelops her from all sides as the thoughts of escaping from his grip cover her from everywhere. She cannot understand how such a powerful mafia figure can haggle over such a simple thing as his name. Without thinking much about it, her consciou

Stefan pleaded weakly. “I won't,” The man mumbled slowly, pulling back the silver gun, tapping Stefan's cheek with it.. “I won't waste my bullet on you, run back like a coward to your family, Stefan, tell them ‘Don Marcello Ricci, the inferno Lord’ won, eh?” The way he spoke, the mix of British and Italian accents, made it hard to breathe. How could one have both accents at once? Don Marcello Ricci? So he was a mafia lord.

My wrist went into a fist. "I have a little gift for you," he said slowly. "You have an opportunity to redeem yourself. Your little Eva has a twin locked away because of secrets tied to that night. If you want to prove you're not the monster? Free her. Else another fire consumes her and you'll be blamed. There are cameras." He raised a hand, counting slowly. "Five…" My mind flashed to the anonymous text. 'When you step in first, go to the left and lock up a room.' I had done it automatically, securing what I thought was an empty side corridor out of habit… mafia instincts. Now it clicked. I had locked someone in.