Mafia Story Ideas Novels & Stories

She said with a smile. “Hmm, Lydia, we kind of need your help.” Eddy said nervously and Lydia raised a brow curiously. “With what?” “We need you to help us kill someone.” Eddy said and Lydia froze. “What?” “Okay, take a seat.” Eddy said and pulled her to sit. “Have you ever heard of mafias? Russians? Drug lords and dealers? Assassins?” Eddy asked. “Yeah, yes I have.” “Good.” “Whats good about it?”

“Wanna go to the library? There is something I want to show you.” “Something? What is it?” Cedric was curious. “As the successor for the next boss, you need to broaden your knowledge. I remember there is one important book that I believe you haven’t read it yet. It is a book about our mafia’s historical achievements. There were also documentaries about our crimes and murders as the proud mafia. I think you should know about it so that you won’t get shocked.” Indeed, Cedric believed that he never read books about his mafia clan’s dark history. Now that he was very curious, he begged Vincent to show him.“Take me there, uncle!”

So, he continues "I was the leader of American mafia. My real name is 'STEVEN KNIGHT' not Steven Moritz. Aidan's father 'Eric uncle' and your grandpa were alliances. During our childhood, we lived all together. Both the families were the envious of them all. Dad handled American mafia whereas Eric uncle had Canada and Mexico under his control. It was the most powerful mafia clan. Everyone feared them. But we were a happy loving family until the day, when we lost dad and uncle. You know sweetheart, power comes with its own thorns. Once you got the hunger of power, you can't back away. There's only destruction after that. In mafia nothing matters just the power. The more powerful you are the l

" Minmera...Isn't that a loan company under the red Mafia? " Irene went soundless. Seems like Hart is not easy to fool, no one would want to get involved in, especially when they are not forced to. Although she said that they should solve this problem, Irene knows that neither of them is responsible for this abnormality, if they refused to help she can't force them... Hart continued after a pause:" If I think about it, this president Evanoff should be your father, Are you also from the Mafia? " Irene looked away nervously, 'I am not from the Mafia, I am the Mafia! '

I could already picture a scene in my head, so I started typing hastily, hoping to capture every word flowing in my mind. “One day a small boy wondering on the streets accidently ran into a dangerously looking man. That man was notorious and cruel Triad gang-leader, who could easily kill everyone who stood against him. The man looked at the boy with his deadly stare but the boy was not scared of him. The little man raised his head and glared back at the fearsome man. It was obvious to everyone around that the kid is about to die… but unexpectedly, the gang leader laughed. He admired the kid’s courage and decided to make him his own son…” Although, I already knew similar stories from movies a

The mafia side built empires on the things those systems couldn't see. By 7:45 I was in the Maybach again, heading to the Bronx warehouse. Marco drove silent. I scrolled messages ,rival moves in Queens, a shipment delay in Jersey, a name I hadn't heard in years Enzo Bianchi surfacing in whispers.I closed the tablet. Some ghosts you didn't chase. You waited for them to come to you.Warehouse district smelled of rust and salt water. Luca waited outside the loading dock, cigarette between his fingers."Boss," he said, falling in step. "Everything's accounted for. No leaks.""Good."Inside crates stacked high, men in black jackets unloading discreetly. I walked the rows, checking seals. One crate h

I realized this was very dangerous, especially since we're going to a full-blown Mafia environment where all the bad gangsters were. Lord, Vincent’s boss, had seen us enter Vincent’s residence, from what Vincent told us. He was curious for some reason about why we were here. Vincent lied and said we were his lawyers as he was facing a court case. Unfortunately, Lord was also in a similar situation and demanded our presence. It was clear he probably said this because he thought Vincent was lying. If they had kept track on Kelvin then they might have known who Taylor was already. And now here we were in a private jet, with 10 gangsters being taken to Africa where Lord was. It had been two days

Her brown eyes glow with desperate curiosity at the mention of the word ‘Mafia’. “So, would you say you relate to your Female Lead in any way?” The Interviewer asks, blinking in pure intrigue as she gets herself ready to latch and hang onto Gabi's every word, “Would you say that you have also found your own Mr. Danger? Your own Mafia Man to seduce him into falling head over heels in love with you? Do you have any real life experiences with the kind of men you write about, Miss Fraser?” Gabi laughs. God, I hate that laugh!

She sighed, “I’m exhausted Consuela but I have so many good ideas and storylines. Usually, I can float a few ideas around, pick one and then dedicate myself to it. I’m not one of those who can write more than one story at a time. I dedicate myself to the one. This time though I have so many ideas and I can’t pick one to go with and I want to write “Give me your top three. We can work on it.” “Space cowboy and mafia princess.” “Doesn’t that feel a bit close to home?” “No. Close to home would be my idea for a mafia princess who gets sucked into a video game and ends up with a half-ape, half-man hybrid who needs to protect her from the bad guys in the video game. When she wins the game, her pri

I said, my voice dangerously calm, "your presence here is an insult. And who are you to question my right? By our own rules, you are as unfit as anyone you might accuse. Your family's alliances are fluid, your reach is limited." Vlad chuckled, a dry, grating sound. "Ah, but that is where you are mistaken, Sokolov. I have secured an alliance that not even your ruthlessness can counter. An alliance that brings true power, true legacy, back to the Tenevaya Bratva." He paused, letting his words hang in the air, allowing the tension to coil tighter. "My family will soon be tied to a once powerful mafia family in Italy." A murmur swept through the room. The elders exchanged glances, their impassiv