Mobster Books Fiction Novels & Stories

This book is part of a series called The Forbidden Series. Book 1: His Forbidden Goddaughter (Complete) Book 2: Her Forbidden Desire (Complete) *** Hello my beautiful readers! For those of you that don't know, my books are considered ‘steamy’. This means that they will be filled with lots of detailed steamy scenes. This book specifically will have lots of sėx scenes, some bdšm, violence, drugs, profane language, the whole nine yards, so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, please skip those chapters or the book altogether. This is a mafia book, so without the violence, drugs, and alcohol, it wouldn’t really be a mafia book. LOL. I will try to have trigger warnings as much as possible, bu

She was starting to become his obsession. He wanted to help her. At least this time. Though, he himself was no saint. Everything that happened in his life shaped his mentality to that of a cold murderer. Someone knocked on the door. He knew perfectly who the person was. Mazov unlocked the door and a beautiful brunette walked in wearing a sun dress. Mazov, sat on his bed removing his shirt and watch. " Strip " He ordered but she was already out of any cloth. She sat on top of him. Playing with his hair and kissing the side of his neck.

Just dust and paper. I step inside anyway and shut the door behind me. I want the silence. I run my fingers along the mahogany edge of the desk, then move to the shelves. The books are a mess. Some have cracked spines, while others look brand new, like they were bought just to fill the space. I didn't think Jaydon was the type to read for pleasure. He seems too clinical, too driven by numbers and power. I reach out and pull a random volume from the middle shelf. The weight of it is heavy in my hand. I turn it over to see the cover, and my jaw drops.

I was fortunate enough to study information regarding monsters last night, when I felt like I didn’t possess enough knowledge about this world. And this, this... THING in front of me is the reason why I nitpick about the unfairness of giving informations about this world. I unconsciously heaved a long sigh. There’s nothing I can do about it now, can I? Saying from a side character’s point of view, or A.K.A, the mob character of this world that deserves living for the first several chapters, I didn’t have that priority over other main characters. “So...” I eyed the lifeless polar bear slash rabbit monster in front of me. This strange thing that the author came up with actually has its own nam

I didn’t want to risk anyone’s life in a nasty man’s game. Nastiest, because this war would have no rules. In a mafia war everything was permitted, there were no basic rules to follow. You would have to go against everything you’ve believed in to win this. No matter how low, cruel, harsh, or dirty it got. You had to do everything to win, there was no such thing as mercy in this. Anyone and everyone could be a risk to you, no matter how old, how big, or how small the person was.

I poured myself a glass of water and drank it in one go. Nikolai “The Devil” Costello, El Padrino. I shook my head, nope, not going to believe it unless I talk to him myself. I made my way out of the kitchen and went straight to the library. Since I had nothing to do, I settled on reading a book. I surveyed the huge library and finally found a book that seemed interesting enough to read. “Mafia and Mafiosi by Henner Hess” With a book in my hand, I walked back to Nikolai's seat to read but halted in my steps as I saw him already sitting on it.

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He raises a brow suspiciously at me, and I can’t help the betraying smile that splits my lips. “What were you thinking about just now, you little squirt?” Sal shifts slightly on the bed, and both our heads snap toward him. But he’s still asleep. How much longer will he sleep? **** Hi, loves. Just putting this out here. Been brewing a new book under wraps. It's an MxM book as well, but not under the mafia world… I intend it to be softer and a bit more colourful than the mafia’s boy toy. With characters I’m sure you'll love as well. Upon the completion of this book, I’ll put out its first few chapters. Hopefully you’d like it.

We're all flings. Getting out of the shower, I wondered when Eron would get back from work, as everyone here told me. I shrugged, frowning as I pulled on a loose beige sweater and shorts, which stopped just below my ass. I didn't wear a bra, cause I was just like that. Plus those things were uncomfortable as hell. I was surprised at first when I found out there was a closet full of girl clothing, but then I shook it off because I was tired of trying to understand the man. Deciding to keep myself busy with some romantic novels I found in the room, I settled on "Mutual Hatred by Fay .B. Peters."

“I also know that you put your thumb inside your fist when you’re angry or anxious, which you are most of the time.” “You’re too unpredictable.” “I’m unpredictable?” She bobbed her head. “You smile a lot, unlike other Mafiosos, which I think is a mask for your darker side.” I let out a sardonic laugh and said, “Always works doesn’t it? Humour is a deadlier medicine than violence.” She tilted her head, giving me access to the crook of her neck. I kissed the rim of her jaw and asked, “Do you know my most favourite habit of yours?” She didn’t answer. “You chew on the arrow of your upper lip when you’re immersed in writing. Makes you look fucking sexy. Makes me want to bite your lips.”