Mafia Triad Novels & Stories

The contract. Marry me. Six months. One year. Your debt is erased. Or walk away and lose everything. It wasn’t a choice. It was a trap. But what other path was left? Her father’s debts were choking them. The mafia’s reach was everywhere. If she refused Adrien, he wouldn’t need to dirty his own hands. His men would make sure her family paid — in blood if not money. A chill raced down her spine. “Elena.” The voice snapped her from her thoughts. She spun around to find Nico — one of Adrien’s lieutenants, a man with slicked-back hair and a scar running down his jaw. He leaned casually against a lamppost, as if he’d been waiting for her.

I tell my top three guys. “Will do boss. I will have Vlad and Igor get on that straight away.” My third says. “Good as soon as we know who they are we can devise a plan to take them down,” I tell them. My second and third have been friends with me since we were little. We all grew up together. My other main guys have been with us since our early twenties. We are a tight group and I trust them with my life. They all want to take down the other part of my family. I know the Italian mafia is well seated in the states. I will try to stay clear of them. I do not want a war with them. Especially the Godiano family. That Italian mafia family has a very long history and they are notorious.

I observe my reflection without managing to avoid thinking about many situations that have passed during this last time, resulting in many secrets have been revealed to me, more than I estimated, a world spread out in front of me that I was not able to see and now take shape in front of an opaque, dense, dark background. On the one hand, I encounter the reality that Black is in a world of mafias that he is trying to get out of, which I do not think is without paying a high price in the attempt. Then there is his secret family, the wife he says he left behind without her having untied herself from him and the daughter he hides to protect her, a secret he now shares with me. Finally, Mikael Sy

What would The Bishop of New York need with Kieran’s small birthright of Hell’s Kitchen? The Italians left cocaine smuggling to them while they dealt in heroin. That was the agreement he and Luca Andretti came to in order to keep the peace. As for arms dealing, Kieran was the only one who dealt with the shipments. He didn’t trust anyone to do it, not even his closest siblings. “Kieran,” Danielle walked up behind him, anger in her voice. She was a short, slim built woman who had a penchant for violence. Her long blonde hair whipped behind her as she walked up to him.

by noon. The Triad is a sacred place in the underworld. It’s where all important meetings between the Dons are done. It is where the three original families of the mafia decided to share power equally. It is a place where no one is allowed to bring weapons in. It is the most reasonable place I think I can talk with Carlo without things getting messy. I plan on putting his mind at peace but I have no idea how to do so. “Okay, I will inform him,” Alberto says, excusing himself.

"You will know soon, okay, sweetheart. It's just that the Morettis have ties to the illegal trade, and we can't associate with that." As far as I know, Alessandro Moretti used to be the head of the mafia, but he isn't anymore, and the triplets were never raised in that world. I have this desire to defend the triplets, damn it. Four years apart, and they're already deep under my skin yet again. "I don't think they do anymore, though."

Ara said then stood up. Dylan was caught in the nape because of irritation at his friend's stubbornness "Fine!, I'll help you. But I will not let you fight alone, I'll come to fight with you and with my crew." "You're Triad. You know that the syndicates are under the Triad. You will only be damned" she replied. "You're a Triad too?!. What's the difference?" ani Dy. "Did you forget that I am part of Agercia?. And one more thing I came up with a new plan... It is dangerous but it is the only option so it has to be successful."

She still couldn't believe Ryan could be connected to any bloody thing. "But we really have a short time. I know brother asked you to stay and help me with the case to make things easier. But still kidnapping is increasing day by day and we are unable to do anything. I'm just waiting for my assistant to give me some information." Tristan looked at his phone again. The little information he gathered stated it was actually a trap of rival mafia as the organisation prevented outsiders to enter it's territory and break the laws. The organisation never worked for bad, it just tried to let underworld businesses done in the most peaceful ways.

Every one of my businesses has one. Enzo says they caught a maker of the triad trying to buy out my business. They are like damn cockroaches. They have never been bold enough to openly challenge the New York mafia but now it seems they have a death wish. Honestly I expect this from the bratva not Asian triads.

The only city close to Italy that I can consider is Greece and the Graves don't have a good rapport with the Drakos. Those greedy lots broke the truce that binded both families, we were supposed to join hands together and keep our family protected from the Russian and Albanian mafia. Both families are powerful, hence our union was a great force against other Mafia clans. But their greed for power made them break the truce, joining hands with the Triad. And ever since the separation, the Graves grew in wealth, power and influence, while they struggled under the manipulative hold of the Triad. But the separation also gave our enemies the chance to attack us, like the Irish bastards for instanc