Mafiosa Comic Novels & Stories

CASPIAN. I didn’t want Carla to dance with that bastard, Leo Monterobio. He was part of the Mafia, working as Marco Rossi’s second in command. A known womaniser and a very dangerous fellow. I didn't want him even an inch close to Carla. Just seeing him sit close to her had my blood boiling. I wanted to gouge his eyes out for staring at her like she was a piece of meat. I wanted to knock his teeth out for smiling at her like he was in a toothpaste ad.

“Grandnana is staying here with us, Uncle Luca. We have more room for her stories.” Luca shifted that deep, intimidating glare toward her, but Fiona didn’t blink. She held his gaze head-on, her small face set in a stubborn line. I guess the untouchable, fearsome Don had finally met the only two women in the world who could stand up to him without flinching. Watching the powerful mafia boss get checked by a six-year-old with a crayon in her hand was more than I could handle. I tried to hold back my laughter, but a sharp, amused snort escaped anyway.

“This isn’t about physical combat alone. It’s a battle of willpower. The Moon will use visions, temptations, fears. It will make you believe you’ve already lost before the fight even begins. You must hold on to yourself, no matter what you see.” Martha’s hands trembled slightly as she reached for her tea again. “And if I win?” Alessia’s lips curved into the faintest smile. “Then you will be free. And so will every wolf bound by that curse. Raphael’s fate will no longer be tied to the Moon’s whim. And you will stand not just as his equal… but as the one who saved him.” The words sank deep into Martha’s chest. She had already faced danger, guns, betrayal, violence. But this was different. This

“Follow me!” Sofia seemed to have a heart hidden in the fact that she was a mafia member. To me, she appeared to be using the coldness to fit in with the familia, but deep inside, she could be a real human being. I confirmed this when I spent three hours with her as she took me through some random shits. Since Lazza decided I had to take over Mara’s work, there were a few things that Sofia had to teach me.

"Now that I have both of your attention would one of you kindly like to explain to me why you're in the process of not only trying to wreck this bar but also kill each other?" "Cassia..." Pietro growled, and she held up a hand to halt him. "On second thoughts, I don't want to hear what you have to say right at this moment, Pietro de la Rios. You've caused enough trouble today." Cassia knelt down beside Fox to check his injured side. The wolf batted at her hands, his gaze still fixated on Pietro. "I am fine."

I wanted to throw her against the wall and fuck her senseless. “Everything okay,” Mickey asked. “Just fine, give me a few more minutes,” she said, waving him off. Mickey looked irritated but closed the door. “Tell me then. Everything,” she said, tapping on the table. She was completely serious, and if I dare say … she sounded almost, deadly. I’d never been more turned on. How was a little accountant she-wolf interrogating a mid-level mafia guy and fucking killing it? Only my mate, I thought to myself. The goddess is indeed still working her magic, I believed that now more than ever.

To Leo, the statement was funny. "And what makes you think that I am going to let you go again?" he asked with a furrowed eyebrow. "Because I know you, you don't kill people just because you want to. You are the mafia boss and I have had an encounter with you before now" Brown replied confidently, the smirk on his face was very visible and Leo laughed humorously.

She lay and held her teddy bear closely. "Who is that man?" She mumbled. Brown scratched his hair. "He is a Mafia." "Mafia?" "Yeah. His name is Leonardo Cappuccino." "Wow. I have never seen one before. I only read about them in stories, are they exactly the way stories portray them to be?" Brown stared at her, "You mean like the way a bad boy that belongs to the Mafia falls in love with an innocent girl and then destroys the whole world for her sake?" He smirked and Ashley laughed.

Yet, one thing stood out to me: not many of them would bother to address me directly. Their glances towards me were fleeting, often dismissive, as if they were seeing right past me. At first, it felt as if they regarded the women at their side in a similar light—accessories, no more significant than the expensive watches they wore. However, my patience began to wane when a burly man with a cigar, presumably a higher-up in the Mafia ranks, eyed me up and down in a disturbingly overt manner. “Looks like you’ve picked a good one this time, Logan,” he commented, a lecherous smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “Much better than the last one. She was too skinny and frail, but this one looks…

This is a bonus chapter for the Mafia Academy and I promise you want to read it. While I have you, I need to thank you for reading about these three amazing couples. If you continued this far, I'm sure they are as special to you as they are to me. For Mr. Xavier's complete story and how he found himself at Rochester, you’ll want to read Hotter Than Hell available on GoodNovel. Xavier is the head of the desert crime syndicate when Madison enters his world. One day, I plan to write about his children.