Mafia Sans Novels & Stories

asked Michelangelo. “Mafia doesn’t exist, you fool! We know SMS exist, but they are not mafia, they are just corrupt organization that rig elections and does corrupt things. Mafia is stuff for books and movies,” laughed Renata. “It means you didn’t see today’s news,” said Michelangelo. “Today’s news?” asked Ambrosia. “Yoshiro killed two of his people and now the boss of SMS is under investigation. The world I belong to is not a good world. People get hurt there and I am sorry you guys were dragged into it,” said Michelangelo.

I retort back. "Anyways, as I can see, you're taking the truth very optimistically, I don't find a reason to hide it from you anymore. Anna, these Red Skulls and Rivas or Cosa Nostra, they all are mafia gangs who runs the illegal trade including all the dirty work for example- robbery, drug smuggling, human trafficking, assassinations and of coarse abduction for heavy ransom." He explains me and to say, my ears go deaf and brain stops functioning, it would be an understatement. I blink my eyes quite a few times to make myself believe in what I just heard.

Chiara Moretti Alessandro stared down at me, his jaw tight. "You say that now," he said, and took a step toward me. "But you do not understand what you are asking for, Chiara. The mafia world is not a boardroom. It is not about signing papers or making smart investments. It is a world built on blood, loyalty, and extreme violence. It is filled with people who will not hesitate to cut your throat just to send a message."

“Wait. Moretti Moretti?” Riva frowned. “You know him?” “Are you—are you serious right now?” another friend asked, wide-eyed. “He’s Ares Moretti. That family runs half the illegal shit across borders. Mafia. Guns. Casinos. Black money. People disappear when they breathe wrong around them.” Riva’s stomach dropped. “You mean he’s like… actual mafia?” “Actual. Untouchable. Lethal. And you—” Nia looked her up and down. “What the hell did you do to end up in his car?”

“What do you want from me?” “You’re aware of your father’s…profession?” Mia sighed deeply. “I know he’s the Avtoritet under the Pakhan of the Varnakov bratva, which makes him about number-three in their hierarchy, but I don’t know specifics. If you’ve brought me here to gain some kind of advantage, or obtain information, you’re out of luck. I want nothing to do with him or the russkaya mafiya.” “Hmm.” Shane gestured to a wet bar. “Drink?”

he said in a husky voice. Sofia was dumbstruck as she stared at the man who flirted with her. He was tall and muscular, he was dark-skinned, and he had red locks and a tattoo on his neck that I recognized. He is from an American family called the Rocks. The current biggest American family mafia in this century is known for their well-known kidnapping of innocent victims, sex trafficking, murder, and most of all their selling of drugs. I stepped away from them and notified the rest of the team mostly Jevon knowing he's gonna flip. He wouldn't want anything to happen to her and most importantly he seemed to have a huge crush on her.

This time a beam of blue light burst out, making Arsenio feel dazzled. He spontaneously covered his eyes with one hand, until the light gradually disappeared. [CONGRATULATIONS! YOU LEVELED UP!] [YOU ARE CURRENTLY AT THE LEVEL OF A BRANDED MAFIA (#CRUEL CLASS)] [THE MAFIA SYSTEM HAS BEEN UPGRADED NOW. YOUR WAY OF GETTING REWARDS, POINTS AND LEVELING UP WILL BE DIFFERENT FROM BEFORE.] [PLEASE PRESS 'YES!' TO PROCEED TO THE NEXT STAGE.]

They took care of the business for me while I was unavailable for a certain amount of time, and they have done well increasing our race’s wealth and power. ‘Dimitri, do you have good news for me?’ I asked, my anxiety still lingering just on the surface of my skin. ’Su-Anateph,’ he answered, preferring to use my title whenever we communicate privately, but in public, he uses the familial term, ‘brother.’ ‘I have promising leads earlier. I found that these werewolves now operate as a mafia,’ he shared and my forehead creased. Mafia? As in mobsters of the modern society?

She doesn't care if he's a Mafia, it's not as if he would want to hurt someone as weak as she is. Mina watched the minivan drive off before sighing out in relief. "Now I didn't have any idea about what happened. Maybe I could see it on the internet?". She said, since Alexander Cassano is a popular Mafia in all of Las Vegas, a situation like this that just occurred, the people must have the video or pictures even though it's just a little part of what happened now, and upload it on the net.

DANTE’S POV Ever since I’d witnessed what my actions could cost my family, and how much damage it would cause that would take time to be cleaned up, I quit. Dear reader, you must be wondering what did I quit, well, the strong, profound and bad ass Dante Moritto quit from being a Mafia. I’d cleared all my boys by the time I’d returned from jail. Behind the cell bars, where I had no contact with the outside world and without power to protect my family from some of the messes I had created. I knew that it was time, time to call in quits. Everything, the drugs, the trafficking, the web, I closed all my accounts, the Great Dante Moritto had retired.