Mobster Characters Novels & Stories

Within the last six to nine years, there had only been six who qualified. Ethan ran the movie industry. He also did a lot of modeling and production alongside acting. He was well-known all over the world; men and women adored him. Not only was he gorgeous, but he was well-spoken, regal, and kind. That was the persona he displayed in public. The side of him they didn’t know... he was a ruthless killer. Noah ran the oil fields along with the underground mafia business with his father and Xavier. Xavier also ran his own private technology business. He was one of the most brilliant hackers in the world.

Their dark figures were cast on the wet ground and the tickles of rain drops splashed against the small puddles of water on the soil. Lorenzo de niro, popularly called Enzo- the Mafian gang leader stood in front of the cream building with baroque architecture style. Its walls and doorways were made of both rough stones and smooth stucco. It was an ancient building with a number of cracks that were only visible if one looked critically. The two other men stood behind him with a black mask covering their faces. Lorenzo rang the doorbell gently.

"Are you coming, Agent Rossi? Or are you going to let a crime boss's daughter show you how it's done?" Despite everything, he grinned. "Lead the way, Miss Castillo." The next few minutes were chaos. We moved through the house systematically, coordinating with my security team to push Daniel's men into a tactical disadvantage. I saw Marco watching me—saw him realizing that while he'd been pretending to learn our business, I'd actually been mastering it. When it was over, eight of Daniel's men were in custody, and my people had suffered only minor injuries. "Your father taught you well," Marco said as FBI teams swept the property.

AUTHOR: - V MAIN CHARACTERS: - Sarah Bert- Age- 22. A second-year college student and a part-time worker. Kind, sympathetic and loves helping others. Falls in love easily. Hates violence. Bible Holding- Age- 25. Mafia and manages his brother’s business. Trustworthy, rude and has guilty conscience. Playboy and doesn’t attach feelings towards anyone easily. Loves violence.

Rumors started going around that they might target on taking over the Southside first That very rumor caused havoc among the people on the southside and they started distrusting each other in fear. Maybe I should leave this city but Mama's house and my coffee shop are here, I made a lot of memories here despite the chaos going on the other side. The funeral is near too so I can't leave just yet. Luckily for me and Lily, we have a close relationship with the bartender who works in a club on the west side. We get news from him since he hears a lot of people gossiping and spreading rumors or truths. It's true that the mafias exist but not on this side.

It seems that I couldn't get her out of my mind at all. "I will find you Miss unknown." I mumbled but the next second I was distracted by call. It's time to focus on my work. ___ I put back the lingerie in my pocket and stormed out of my suite. Black roll Royce cars were lined up outside with men in black, waiting for me. Their Boss , Caspar Mcadam, the money laundering Mafia King. The god of the American underworld. I'm the symbol of danger, blood and death...no human being in their sanity would like to cross their paths with me... I'm ruthless man with no mercy feelings.

But he felt he was more like a fisherman who drops his line in the water and patiently waits until the naïve fish takes the bait. Two officers escorted him to Esha’s room. The inspector’s eyes traced the length of the victim’s body. He circled the room and returned to the corpse and crouched down. ‘Navpreet,’ called the inspector tonelessly, ‘what do we have here?’ His eyes settled on the sub-inspector, a short, fair-skinned, clean-shaven man with a pencil thin moustache. What was striking about him was his enormous potbelly. It seemed as if he spent the better half of his time eating delicacies rather than chasing criminals.

In a dark and menacing room, a man was suspended upside down, his agonized screams reverberating as two merciless men relentlessly beat him with hot rods. Two burly figures in black shirts and trousers, each holding a rifle, stood guard at the door. A tall man, clad in a black tuxedo, strode into the room, his face etched with sullenness and eyes ablaze with fury. He was Andrew Anderson, a Mafia Boss known for his rudeness, arrogance, aggression, and ruthless dominance. The world quaked under his authority; none dared to defy him, and all lived in dread of his power.

Avri clicked on the blue-colored mob link. A mob boss by the name of Ramirez appeared on the screen, and she read the report. Ramirez was noted for making deals with criminals on the run who wanted or needed to make a lot of money in a short amount of time. Using force and blackmail to get investors' money in real estate was one of his specialties.

This made Alyssa even more emotional, as she was ignored by her former best friend. Without realizing it, there was a man who had been watching. He actually wanted to help Jessica, but he was not fast enough. But he was grateful to see Jessica again, even though there was a feeling of dislike for the man who was beside her. * Like the previous nights, he managed to kill the enemy and get what he wanted. His job as a mobster made him very feared, and no one dared to touch him. Anyone who dared to go against him would get a miserable, or not so miserable, death.