Mufasa Book Novels & Stories

Aakifahlynn angrily cleared her bed of the books that were there, picking them up and throwing them across the room in frustration. They were books she had kept close to her since Alpha Jared gave them to her, each one a reminder of her past and her relationship with Alpha Jairus. They were books about ace wolves and also of Taisiya's kind. Four books were splattered on the floor, one by one, but what caught her eyes was a parched paper that gracefully fell out of one of the books. It floated in the air as it descended.

Since the cooks doesn't have to prepare a specific food, she chose to go for it. The book she was reading is just so interesting that she can't drop it even if she wants to. The library will always be her best place in this building. There is no doubt, she loves the library more than anywhere else. She was so focused on her book, she read from volume one to three in a short period. God didn't just bless her with intelligence, she is also a fast reader. It's a great thing she still understands it no matter what. On the other hand in the main mansion, the boys including Leo came down to the kitchen. The aroma hit them even before they got there.

Ashly was sitting alone in the meeting room. She was so sunk into the book she was reading. It's been a month since Monika left, and it's not like Ashly didn't feel bad when Monika cried in front of her, but what she can do She never likes to share her things with others. And it's not a bad thing because, apparently, her husband is also the same. Well, talking about now, she was reading a book called "The History of the Mafia Kingdom", when Zia entered the room.

Do you accept or die" Lance squeezing his hands looking at the corpse of his mother. He lifts his head and his eyes glaring ferociously and speaks. "I WILL MURDER EVERYONE THAT DID THIS TO ME" "Good! You got good spirits, There is no mercy for you. You are weak and I shall enroll you to a mafia institute of deaths door called point black. The only way for you to become strong is to survive death and be reborn" Puffff! he blows his cigar to his face. Lance looking at the cigar smoke falls asleep and when he squeezed his eyes open. He roam his eyes and he was in a room like a prison with a single bed and a toilet close by on a white track suit jacket and pants.

I’d have gladly walked into its yawning gullet at that moment. “It’s a very interesting book, Doon,” continued Maurice. “It’s the story of Muad’Dib, the mouse that hides from the sun and travels in the cool night.” “Sounds a bit boring,” said Flossie. “Do you think we could delay this week’s Book Club until we get out of this mess?” I requested in my most reasonable voice. Stay calm, wait for first light, and then make our way back to the lake, possibly to drown myself and get it all over with. “Just keep quiet and don’t make any sudden movements.”

Mufasa stared at Wayne like he was a child. Wayne frowned deeply. “I know you're trying to say something that'll make me look like I was a fool for not learning diligently about the prophecy,” he said. Mufasa moved to a nearby shelf and pulled out a book. “I remember you outrightly threatening to electrify me when I made this book for you. You said you didn't give two damns about a stupid story with a woman you didn't care about.” Wayne eyed the small, black leather bound book in Mufasa's hands. He remembered it vividly.

--- Country M. The tension in the room was thick as one of the mafia bosses in Country M slammed his hands on his desk upon hearing the unsettling report. He really wanted to catch them and turn them into his, but they just vanished. This will affect his plan greatly. His eyes narrowed into a glare as he turned his gaze towards the person standing before him, his expression a mix of frustration and anger. "All of their and our key operatives have disappeared?" he demanded, his voice laced with barely contained fury. "And no one knows if there are any operatives left in the country."

"Thank you, tia. I hope you are not exerting yourself too much." "Nonsense. I am happy to be here. And look at that adorable bambina. Who could resist our sweet Radina?" Tia lifted Dinara's happy baby from her pram and they began to sway. The mafia princess smiled despite her melancholy. "You are so good to me. To us. You and tia Juanita." "Because we are family, mija. And you brought life back to Rafael." The older lady reasoned. "Now, what is bothering you, hmm?"

He is a TRILLIONAIRE! Not only that, but he is also a Mafia boss. However, surprisingly, his mafia doesn't engage in killing like other criminal organizations. Instead, he protects people, which has earned him many enemies, or so I've heard. To be honest, I don't know much about him, and I have never really bothered to find out. This is because of what happened between us five years ago, on my birthday. Jessica and I made a pact to get extremely drunk on our 20th birthday. It was on that day that I met Bryan for the first time. Despite being my brother's best friend, I had never crossed paths with him before, unlike Jessica, who had spent a lot of time with him while growing up. This was bef

Hayden asks changing the topic. Harsh immediately gives answers with reports as evidence. "They have begun rebelling, and they are using their weapons against the weak." Harsh starts, presenting pictures of their deeds. "And their leader is a black, he is from Africa. His name is Paul Ebuka." Harsh concludes, Hayden is quiet for a while. "Is there any vacancy in our staff?" He asks instead, Harsh nods. "Good, cause I have a certain someone in mind." He says, eyes distant.