Mlp Mafia

Itu first kissku dan aku kutuk Kak Arkana agar mencintaiku.” Kalimat itu yang Zara Rembulan Keinandari katakan setelah memberikan first kissnya kepada Madhiaz Arkana Gunadhya. Bukan karena mencintai lelaki itu tapi karena jengah setiap hari selama ia duduk di bangku kelas 11 selalu menjadi objek penderita dan keisengan Arkana. Jadi ia memilih cara lain untuk mengekspresikan kekeselannya tanpa Zara ketahui jika itu pun adalah first kiss Arkana. Mantra dari kutukan Zara ternyata mampu membuat Arkana jatuh sejatuh jatuhnya pada palung cinta gadis itu hingga sampai suatu hari Zara beserta keluarganya menghilang dan Arkana mencari tanpa henti. Kabar burung mengatakan jika menghilangnya Zara ada kaitannya dengan salah satu Mafia paling bengis di Negri ini. Arkana melakukan segala cara untuk menemukan Zara meski harus terjun ke dunia hitam dan belajar menjadi seorang Mafia tanpa sepengetahuan seluruh keluarganya.

This story mostly follows Cassie. An American twenty-two year old who was orphaned at age of seven years old, and got adopted by the nanny who took care of her. Cassie also had terrible nightmares over what she had seen and heard the night when she turned seven. Damian is the mafia boss, whom Cassie will have to work, live and be with. Damian has a nephew, but only people who don't work for or with him, think the kid is his son. Damian learned to not be too attached to someone very early in life, because the pain is stronger when you realize that they are no longer with you. They hate each other, they are always fighting. But, somehow Damian starts to like her, and so does Cassie. But something horrible has to happen for both of them to realize that they have feelings for each other. What would happen for them to realize that?

Five years after finding out what she is, Bella Mackenzie spent this years knowing nothing but hate and scorn, treated as an outcast by even her own family "Wait for mate and end this curse. "That was Bella's notion until the night of her step-sister's ritual ceremony and the one who was supposed to love despises her like no other, her mate. Sold for a price to Alpha Damien, her supposed mate, Bella has a new identity in the Bloodbath pack, 'slave and property of the cold blooded mafia alpha. Despite being under the mercy of the notorious alpha of all, Bella is determined to make him acknowledge her as his mate, but Damien already made a vow to make her suffer, for trying to deceive him with her manipulative stealer powers. What will happen when destiny plays its role in their lives? Or maybe her destiny is cursed too, and at the end of the tunnel there is nothing but darkness. ***** "Brace up stealer, you have a lot coming your way." He moved back and crossed his arms behind him, his face morphed into a plain emotionless look. "Tonight you'll be initiated into the pack, then you begin your duty as my slave."

Kyle Carter, brother of the Ruthless mafia bosses Reed and Matteo. He might look like a harmless football player, but he is the most dangerous brother among the three. He is ruthless, cold and calculating. And a Chameleon who can change his colors so easily. Serra is the daughter of a gambling addict of a father and her mother left them when she was young. Her father sold her to an old business man who was double her age and who was already married thrice. But her fate shined upon her and that old man collapsed on the day of their wedding right before they exchanged their rings. She met Kyle, who gave her a place to live when she had no where to go. And then, he became her every thing. When her past came back up hunt her, and while Kyle found out that she was almost married, she couldn't stay there. So she left him. But who would have thought that she was pregnant with his baby and he would become a sought after football player, which was a cover all along. Will their incomplete love bloom? Or her past would destroy her? What will happen when she finds out that he is the monster who haunts everyone's dreams? Will she still accept him?

Adrian Louis Peterson is the Mafia Alpha of the Lornato pack, all he wants is a mate, but at thirty, that seems unreachable. When he meets with his mate, Rachel Zoe White, this seems like a dream to him. Protecting her is his only chance.

Anna got a job to work for one of the biggest companies in New York without knowing that she will be working with one of the most dangerous men in New York. Without knowing about this ,Anna slowly fell for her boss and found herself in a world full of danger. Anna you belong to me and no else christiano said . say you belong to me ,i want to hear you say you are mine , but I refuse to talk which made him choke me , I wrapped my hands on his struggling while I felt air leave my body . i-i-i am y-y-yours i croaked out and he released me. what have I gotten myself ?into I thought

I stepped closer. Close enough to smell his cologne—cedarwood, leather, and power. My hand moved. Smooth, practiced. The pistol slide from under the apron into my palm. I raised it fast. But before I could pull the trigger— BANG. Not my shot. A scream tore through the restaurant as another man launched himself toward Romano’s table, blade flashing. Another assassin. What the hell— Romano didn’t flinch. He shoved the table forward, knocking the attacker off balance. The blade scraped across wood, not skin. I ducked instinctively as the room erupted into chaos. Gunfire cracked. Glass exploded. People screamed and dove for cover. “Get him out—NOW!” one of the guards barked. I aimed for the second attacker. Didn’t even hesitate. One shot—head. Gone. The guard saw me. Confusion flashed in his eyes. Then rage. I ran. I weaved between overturned chairs, plates, and screaming bodies. The smell of blood was real now, thick in the air. One of the guards grabbed me. I slammed my elbow into his ribs, twisted, and brought the butt of my gun down on his skull. He dropped like a sack of bricks. Out. I had to get out. My boots pounded the floor as I tore through the narrow hallway. But then— “Elisa.” His voice stopped me cold. I turned. Antonio Romano stood in the middle of the carnage, suit untouched, blood spattered behind him like art. His eyes were on me. And he was smiling. It was darker. Slower. Like a hunter seeing something worth chasing. Somehow, he knew who I was. “Interesting,” he said softly, tilting his head. “They sent you.” I didn’t answer. I ran. But that voice followed me. He knew my name. And he let me go. This wasn’t over. It had just begun.

Out of humanity she saved his life but what did he do to her; instead of thanking her he took her in as his prisoner. But, she had no problem with it. She was more than just happy as long as she could adore this stone faced Adonis from a close radius. Wearing a pink hoodie and holding a candy she would run around, pestering that iceberg like man. "Mr. Nguyen, can you buy me a teddy?" "Mr. Nguyen, can you change the curtains to pink?" "Mr. Nguyen, can I take your heart?" Little girl, are you aware? The man you are fooling around with is the ruthless leader of the Mafia gang which rules over the shady underground community. Seems like she had no effect of this dark identity of this man. Okay, this was bearable! What made them have a jaw drop was when their heartless boss, who hardly let any woman near him, was especially doting and caring towards this little prisoner. It was after she came they realized that their boss too had a heart which was capable of loving a girl. But... Why this little fool who didn't even have an identity. Did she really move his heart or... resembled someone hiding in his heart. A funny and warm story of a dominant mafia boss and... a girl he picked up from street.

When I turned 18, my mother married my stepfather, a retired mafia kingpin, and I moved with her into a luxurious mansion. Just when I thought my life was heading toward happiness, my stepbrother, the new mafia boss, stormed into my life. He was like a devil, with delicate eyebrows, a high, sharp nose, and lips that were always tightly pressed together beneath a cold expression. Every time our eyes met, I felt a chill run through me, making it hard to breathe. I tried my best to avoid him, but he had no intention of letting me go. “My stepsister, from the moment I first saw you, I knew I couldn’t let you go. You can’t escape—you’re destined to be mine.” I stared into his possessive eyes as his body pressed down on mine. “No, you're my stepbrother, we can't……"

"No one will ever be able to murder me; they would never dare." Galante, Carmine. I'm quite aware that I'm not a good man. People were terrified and respected when they heard my name, "Lord" Rolly Exruto Guevara. All in the sake of power, I committed dreadful, brutal, heartless, remorseless, violent things. I was the Capo of The Family, an American Italian crime gang. It's the mafia. Many females want to be at the bottom of my ruthless Mafia, but a man must look for his wife, not a woman who looks for her husband. I want to marry a lady or perhaps have children with a woman. It's what the males in my environment did to get more power and become more powerful. The fruits of my power shall inherit the power. That was my first encounter with Lara Sylvio, Clover's lovely and voluptuous secretary. She is going to be mine. I have her. l id never had such strong feelings for anybody or anything as I had for Lara. Her skin and lips made me feel as though there was something missing in this world, and she filled it in. I wanted Lara to the bone, and I'd make her mine for the rest of my life, not just for one night. A mafia is always a Mafia.