Mj Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Maddy's voice trailed off. Mark remembered the strange looking black man he'd seen walking down the pier behind Myra. There was something about him that reminded him of Mister Potato Head in spandex. Mark remembered a few of Ant's favourite put downs, and the one about Forest Whitaker and Ugly Betty having a lovechild who didn't so much fall out the ugly tree as smash it to bits on the way down seemed particularly apt. "He's a really nice guy and smart too," Jasmine said quietly. "Thinks all men are secretly in love with him though, which I'm pretty sure qualifies him as delusional. I love him to bits."

“Seems more to me like she simply can't handle much pressure at all.” Julian looks thoroughly awkward, his smile faltering as his gaze darts between his father’s icy expression and my pale face. My breaths turn shallow, ragged, and terrified, the ghost of the mafia war outside clashing violently with the corporate trap inside.

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MJ runs back into her bedroom and closed then locked the door. “Hey what’s wrong?” Jared asked. “Ah.” MJ's face was bright red. “What?” Jared asked. “I sorta.. Walked in… umm on Madi and Marty.” MJ’s shocked. Jared bursted out laughing. MJ jumped on the bed smacking him. “It’s so not funny! I think I’m maimed for life! My eyes! I’m so embarrassed!” MJ shouted. “It’s okay. You’ll forget, eventually, maybe in about 50 years?” Jared laughed.

Even through all the difficulties and troubles, we were going to do fine just like we have been until now. Even if it seemed like it wasn't working out, we would still try our best and never let go of each other. After all, ours was a love that was not going to die out for eternity. THE END Lance Storm's story available! Title: My Mafia Rescuer Elian Storm's story available! Title: My Boss Is In The Mafia?

The night’s cool breeze ruffled my hair, but I was lost in my thoughts, my eyes fixed on those two yellow beams glaring back at me. It wasn’t until he turned a corner and was out of sight that I finally raced up to my room, my mind a cacophony of thoughts and emotions. I didn’t sleep that night. I couldn’t. Back and forth I went across my room, the night’s events playing and replaying in my head. If I agreed to something like this… What would it truly entail? I couldn’t deny the pull of the mate bond, but… Maybe there was some hope there. Hope that this could be clean, that we could get what we wanted and go our separate ways. I could take down the Mafia in this city, regain my title as a la

"Get on your knees and find it. And if you beg nicely, maybe I'll forgive you." The water was deep, shimmering under the moonlight. He actually wanted me to crawl like a dog and search for a ring. I looked at my reflection in the water. Was that pathetic woman really me? "Now!" he shoved me. I took a deep breath and spun around. My knee shot up, slamming hard into his gut. "Ugh!" Caius doubled over in pain. I grabbed a handful of his hair and forced his head up. "Listen to me, Caius Falcone," I hissed, my voice dangerously low. "We. Are. Done."

Sarah slurred. “He’s not a bad person? Wow! That’s a first.” “First time hearing someone say something nice about your cousin?” “First time I heard someone say that a mafia don is ‘not a bad person.’ Seriously, girl, you are so down bad. Wasn’t it you who was trying to leave him at all costs a few months ago? Now, all of a sudden he is ‘not a bad person. Just very energetic’? Girl.”

" Damien said collecting his drink from the waiter... "Good boy Damien.." Mj said as they all burst into laughter. "Woooo...did you see that.." Eddy said as he stare at a beautiful lady dancing to the music on the dance floor. before he stood up to approach her Both Damien and Mj just glare at him because he is the womanizer among them.. MJ has a fiance already well he will say its not really a love story more like business and he just have to accept because he hates family drama and after been cheated on twice and almost gotten married to a fake lover who he thought was in love with him but was just for the money so he just agreed when

It was soft, light, and sweet enough to dissolve the tension in the air. Regan blinked. “…He’s part of the mafia, isn’t he?” she asked, her eyes bright with curiosity rather than fear. “That’s why you’re all being so careful.” Regan stared at her, momentarily caught off guard by how calmly she had said it. Most people reacted with shock. Or fear. Or questions filled with unease. Marceline, however, only tilted her head slightly. “But… he didn’t feel like one,” she added softly. Regan blinked. “Didn’t… feel like one?”