Mlp Mafia Novels & Stories

Tommy and his cousins party like wild animals while the girls sat and had tea. I decided Sophia was going to have an amazing night. It was now my mission. I just can't let her have sex. I would probably be killed if I ruined a made man's woman, even if he deserved it. I was surprised how quickly the back yard filled up. Only people of the families were allowed at the mansion. There had to be like a hundred families in the mafia because there were a ton of people. Wait! Are they all related? I shuddered at that thought. I really hope that wasn't true.

"You are taking the rivalry to another level. If I lose my love for you, I'll make you regret it hard." "There's no human to make me regret it; I'm the one who makes others regret who tries to mess with me. Look, how pathetically you're regretting now." "Come to the point?" Jim asks JK, as there's no time for him to waste on him. "How come people like you are smart—rumor?" A sarcastic laugh skips JK's mouth to tease him. "Who manipulated you to cancel all the deals with me?" "I can't tell his name. Even I don't know him personally." His tricky response prickles JK's nerves. "You don't know him personally, but you dare to mess with me for him—so a rumor is always a rumor. I don't know what yo

“But that’s all I’ll say, ma’am. And you didn’t hear it from me. Understood?” Logan pulled me aside before I could say anything. He ran a hand through his hair, exhaling heavily. “We need to be careful, Ella. If Daniels is involved...” “Involved in what?” I pressed. He looked at me, anguish evident in his eyes. “Ella, Daniels is known for being corrupt. He’s the guy the Mafia goes to when they want things hidden.” My heart sank. The implications of what Logan was suggesting were vast and terrifying. If the Mafia was meddling with evidence, then our fight wasn’t just against a potentially crooked cop and a jerk of a lawyer, but someone far more sinister.

I slam the laptop shut. “Are you insane? We can't watch this!” “We need to know exactly what we're up against, Jo.” Ken tries to explain. “You don't understand, this is Mafia business, if we watch this, we're targets for the rest of our lives.” I protest weakly. Ken voices my fears of no redemption from this path, “We are targets. Doing what we did in Moscow sealed the red tags on our backs.” There's no going back now. “That bastard knows your weakness and he's gonna exploit it, so we need anything we can find to take him down,” Mal opens the laptop to reveal a background that resembles a meat house.

“What the hell is a Vengas? Why did you bring me all the way down here? If this is a trap, I’m absolutely not playing your ridiculous game.” I laughed, stepping closer, my voice dropping to a low, cold warning. “You are so incredibly clueless about yourself,” I said, my tone mocking his ignorance. “You think you know exactly who you are, Noah? You don’t know anything. A Vengas is not a human being. They are terrifyingly dangerous, capable of stealing a wolf’s entire power with a single touch. And you? You are officially one of them.”

"I wouldn't." I took a deep breath, weighing my options. I had nowhere else to go, no one else to turn to. If he wanted to harm me, he'd had plenty of opportunities already. "Okay," I began, my voice barely above a whisper. "I was taken after my shift at the diner I worked at." "What the fuck?" Shadow's eyes widened, his entire body tensing. "My father owes the mafia money apparently," I continued, watching his reaction closely. "He stole it from the boss he worked for, Cassian Romano."

“Um, I know this is unrelated but what business do you people do?” He gave me an incredulous look and asked back, “You don't know who we are?” I shook my head in the negative and he doubled over in shock, “Have you been living under a rock? How do you not know the Arcane men, the biggest Mafia gang in the country?”

I don't think I can give an answer to that question. Being a Mafia was also part of my life, Max was still too young to take over any responsibility? Right? Oh, what am I thinking? I was brought into this shit when I was his age, and I also know of a Mafia Queen who is about twelve years, Malia Frenzo... That little girl was vicious. "Let's Change the topic... Is there any information about the video- were your guys able to trace it back to Alessandro?" "Nope," he said, popping the 'p' "it was heavily encrypted." He said.

The only way Della would take over is if she married another Mafia's son, there were so many options, he had thought about it for a while now. There was Alfredo Molinero the son of the biggest mafia bosses in Mexico. There was Lucio Bongiorni from Italian Mafia, also Kay Schürmann from German Mafia, as well as Hoashi Kakichi from the Japanese Mafia, also Oskar Borgström from the Swedish Mafia, also Féng Shen from the Chinese mafia. He had been Enemies with the Chinese for a while now so that would be so good but an alliance was good. Feng was just a hot headed faggot, he wouldn't let his daughter marry that English none speaking idiot. Nicholas Passos of the Portuguese mafia. Nikita Shatov o

And second—always follow the first rule. Rhys knew the day he stepped foot in this mafia world that this was not going to be easy, and he was not the boy to do easy things. He preferred challenges, thrilling and dangerous ones. And his trust in himself brought him near the pillars of success, as most feared man in underworld and worldwide. He had both the looks and money to buy anything, with just a flick of his fingers. Women, cars, houses, buildings, he could even buy those two lost shipments once again only working a minute. But love….