Mafia The Series: Guns And Freaks Novels & Stories

A person with a helmet comes down from the motorcycle, tries to hit Maria, she steps back, and at the moment she takes a step back she cuts his arm with the scalpel of her future sister-in-law Ariana Romero, he gets upset, and she says for the last time; - Tell your damn boss that Maria De La Cruz is here, I have a Mexican guard pointing at you, if you touch me you die. They looked everywhere, they realized that it could be true, although it was not, but through a sign from the young man in the tree, they call their boss, he answers; - Alberto Zapata, it's Maria De La Cruz, I want to see you. - Come in. II Maria De La Cruz, and her crook friends, entered the cocaine jungle, as great heroes,

I just just rolling my eyes while breathing fastly because of my increasing annoyance, i suddenly put my gun on his forehead and he just jump on his place looking at me with wide eyes. "Why the fuck you're putting this gun on me?? I still haven't had enough sex, just let me enjoy enough and then just do whatever you want." He commented and my lips curved into big smirk, asshole doesn't have any fear to get killed by the mafia of mumbai. "This is my new gun and i want it to check desperately, if you didn't shut your chattering then be ready to be my target." I said and keep my new gun on my lap.

“Alessia.” Ivan shrugged. “We already know your name. I’ve heard so much about you, against my will.” Dante’s voice cut in, low and firm. “Ivan.” Ivan raised both hands in mock surrender. “I don’t want to offend the mafia don. He might chop off my fingers or do some other mafia thing to me.” I laughed, harder than I meant to. The sound surprised me. It felt foreign after days of nausea and quiet anxiety. Maxim waved a hand. “Don’t mind him. He never stops teasing Dante for choosing his grandfather’s path and becoming a mafia boss instead of… I don’t know, being a doctor or something civilized.”

My disgust when I realised that the overly religious bastard trying to bring me down, built a church and dutifully attended mass but trafficked the young and helpless when he didn't need to. The Mafia crime ring didn't have to be dishonourable. Him and the others I have taken out were the scum of my world. He was the last of the dishonourable dons in the mafia world. I had picked him right outside the church. Eliminating him and his likes had been my life's work, a work my father started and I was finishing. "Bring me four of his fingers, two from each hand," I order my man, sipping the gin.

Niccolo, my cousin, was insane, but he was good with a gun and ran them without getting taken down. Which wasn't easy to do. And Dario? He was a good five years older than me but he had no desire to run anything. His expertise lay in cooking books and laundering money. Each of them played a role and I couldn't run things as smoothly as I did without them. "What's going on, Ama?" Riccardo pried. "Two more of our warehouses were hit last night." "Shit," Gabriele frowned, our impasse forgotten. "What was taken?"

Mastering low-level weapons. [Mafia class 1: Have 100 victory points. Ability to deal with 10-15 adults. Mastering mid-grade weapons.] [Brand Mafia is divided into three stages. Low, Normal and Cruel.] [ #low class: Has 150 victory points. Master at least 20 martial arts moves. Mastering mid-grade weapons.] [ #Normal Class: Has 200 victory points. Have at least 25 martial arts moves. Master two intermediate weapons at one time.] [ #Cruel Class: Has 300 victory points. Master at least 50 martial arts moves. Proficient in using high-end weapons.]

I used my desktop with the hacked account to communicate with my spy. Once the cam was on I heard loud greetings, "CHUNKY!" I rolled my eyes then I heard, "Don't do that bitch" I tsked my tongue and said, "Aye, Aye captain" she hummed in satisfaction and said, "I know you will call me soon" I frowned and asked, "How?" She replied, "Mafia world is in chaos and all were searching for you to kill" I bit my lips to suppress my anger. I took a deep breath to calm down while Lil asked in a worried tone, "Is everyone okay there?" I nodded my head and said, "Yep but not. Today all others went into an accident. Zoe and Zac saved Eve and Amber. I am afraid they all might find out about my kids. I can'

Camellia still remembered the warmth on her chest, that was his blood, warming her heart. "I must be crazy!" Herman said. "I must be crazy too," Camellia shook her head, wondering what she was thinking. It wouldn't matter if one person went crazy, but if both went crazy, then the world would go crazy. This was something that Camellia's rationality did not allow. She remembered firmly that they were both mafia members. Whether it was the Ghost Gang or the First Terrorist Organization, they were mortal enemies. She holstered her silver gun and picked up the gun from the ground. With one glance, she recognized it as the American Death Gun, with power comparable to her precious one.

“You—you’re the ghost?” “Ace and I are partners,” she said simply. “Please,” he begged. “Let me go. I won’t tell anyone—” “No can do,” I said, placing the gun to his head. “You betrayed your mafia.” I pulled the trigger. Alexia stretched her arms like she’d just woken up from a nap. “Well. The Lebanese mafia is after me, and the Australian mafia is after us. They declared war, didn’t they? Anyway… I wanna watch a movie.”

Bianca’s POV “What is going on?” I asked, my voice shaky as my lace slipped halfway down my arm. My hands were trembling too much to fix it. Dante sat up from the bed and slammed his fist against the wall. His jaw tightened as his eyes darted toward the ceiling, like he could already hear the chaos above us. “It’s mafia war,” he said finally. “But they call it a game.” I blinked at him. “A game?” My voice cracked. “There are gunshots outside, Dante! What kind of game is that?”