Mafia Vs Gangster Novels & Stories

Nicole stared at her laptop, eyes roving around the white screen. Her hands eagerly danced on the keyboard. She was perturbed, she was frightened, she was scared. Any words that could describe this sudden agitation and horror that she was drowning in. She was petrified as she kept on surfing on the net. Mafia. She was researching about mafias. The more she searched, the more horror struck she became. "A mafia is a type of criminal organisation whose central activity is the arbitration of disputes between criminals and the organization and efforcement of illicit agreements through the use of violence"

He needed someone to save him. He belongs to a gang named Rangers that work undercover for the FBI. They work in a circle to eliminate the gangs like Skull, who are the main threat. They look illegal but they work under FBI. They need a doctor for Sebastian. A personal doctor provided by FBI. So the doctor don't reveal their secrets. Janis, daughter of the FBI agent Kyle. Kyle died many years ago while doing his mission and now his daughter is a doctor. The daughter of Kyle is the perfect person to treat Sebastian because she knows all the ropes of the FBI and she is trustable and won't reveal their secrets.

—and I was stressing that word—“ever decide to leave, we leave on our terms. We don’t leave ratting each other out, or begging for our lives, or pissing in some bucket in the woods and hiding out. We choose when we leave, just like right now. We’re choosing our place in this city.” His head moved up and down as he took in and released another deep breath. He clasped me on the shoulder this time. “Brothers in, and brothers out. That’s what you’re saying?” “That’s what I’m saying.” “Let’s see what life is like running two Mafia empires.” “We’re not just running two Mafia empires. We’re the kings of New York.” Trace’s mouth twitched. I could tell he liked hearing that. “We’re the goddamn kings

“I’m going to see Rachel this afternoon. However, now we have some things to advertise. There’s been a lot of stalled work since Rafael Wagner died.” Lucas massaged his forehead. Rafael Wagner is the leader of one of the largest mafia networks in the world. Rafael’s underground network grips tightly to the ground, powerful without anyone knowing its strength. The ElWagner clan is the center of all underground networks. Ranging from small-scale mafia to international cross-country mafia, they must know ElWagner’s strength even though they have never seen him in person.

Growing up, my life wasn’t a fairytale despite what it may have looked like, my parents were wealthy and I needed or wanted nothing but their attention, their love, and their gentleness unfortunately though those words were not in my parents vocabulary instead they used violence and had both me and my brother growing up around petty thieves and criminals which is why when I decided to leave my childhood home I promised myself that i would never get involved with anything like that ever again. “Cole Jones?” I suddenly ask in a low whisper as my eyes continue to look down at him, his smirk still present on his lips but his eyes were following my co-worker who apparently ran out without sputter

Ever since my cousin gave up the mafia and chose to live peacefully with his new family, I made sure no one dared to harm them. Sol was the face of our mafia although ironically, he was careful not to let anyone be familiar with his face. He was a prudent man. As much as he could, he wanted to avoid war or anything that would bring harm to the family. He was more like my padre who chose peace and order rather than conflict among mafias. However, that wasn’t enough to avoid greed and envy from others. In the end, he still managed to attract enemies. Our name and reputation was no different than royalty in our world. Just an utter of our name, people no doubt will know.

he muttered before hanging up. Finally, she will be here under one hour, then I will be the one who would be ruling her world. I felt pity for what his father did to me. She is the daughter of a mafia! Those heartless mafia who goes against negativity and the Sicilian culture have always followed the righteousness. Our crimes are on purpose we don't murder people for our profits but for the world's protection. "Drive me to the airport, I want to see my rival's daughter," I said to the driver.

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

“The gangs are constantly evolving. It’s much more difficult to apprehend these criminals because they are always finding new ways to evade us.” Justin complained. “Yeah. They’ve known most of the tricks in our books.” Maggie supported. “There will always be a loop hole somewhere.” Bryan opined. “So far there has been none.” Jamal pointed out the obvious. “Even though the Italian mafia and the Blood gang are rivals, I have this gut feeling that there is a connection between them.” Bryan said. “I could use a cup of coffee.” Jamal said with a yawn. “How about we go for a ten minutes break?”

Marco chuckled a deep chuckle and trailed the blunt edge of the knife along the man's face, making him quiver more. "Ever heard of the word mafia?" He asked the man with a malicious smile. The man paled at his words. Of course who doesn't know about Mafias; one of the most deadly group of people in the word, they seem to be even worst that the drug cartels. It never dawned on him that he was in the midst of mafias, he'd thought them to be some kind of hired assassins.