Nashatra X Mafioso Novels & Stories

‘Prometto di sostenere tutte le leggi e le tradizioni mafiose al meglio delle mie capacità’ [I promise to uphold all Mafia Laws and Traditions to the best of my ability] Gasps went around the room and the whispers started up again it was not the answer she should have given, she had added ‘to the best of my ability’. Lifting her head her eyes glittered and she openly dared the Leader to confront her he lowered his eyes not meeting hers and the watching Dons were stunned. Except for Romero, he hid and smiled as he watched Natasha destroy hundreds of years of patriarchal Mafia dominance.

He was about to punch me when he stopped and became pale and weaker. The knife I used was small but, it had a deadly poison. "Goodbye, dog of a mafia org." I'm a killer, yeah, I'm not just an ordinary model. I hate Mafia the most. I love killing them. ------- "Wifey, awake, awake!" I woke up when Warren jumped on our bed. "What's the matter Warren?" I asked sleepily. He lay down next to me and moved his foot. "You have a male visitor. His name is Yuhan." He said while pouting.

Serenity sat forward, practically on the edge of her seat. Don Alexander cleared his throat, finally facing the room full of people he summoned, “Thank you all for taking the time to be here.” he started, but the tone of his voice spoke otherwise, he wasn’t grateful in the least. “My brothers and sisters, Mafioso.” Xander threw his hands in the air with an arrogant smirk playing on his lips, “In the past two months we have seen much change and much tribulation, but it will take much more than a few bombs and bullets to take us down.” He sneered.

Xanthis broke the silence first. "Do you need introductions? I'm Xanthis Diaz Montero, older than Dre by six minutes. I'm the smart ass here. He's Alexandre Leon Montero, older than you by two minutes. He's a mafia bos, a major alpha male" Xanthis said, scrunching up his nose. Everyone laughed at the expression on his face. But, Valentino was too tensed to do that.

“Congratulations, Boss!” Without waiting for the celebration, Drake turned on his heel and walked out of the church. Amy followed closely behind, flanked by a sea of suits and heavy artillery. The moment the heavy church doors slammed shut behind them, the priest’s knees gave out, and he collapsed onto the altar floor, completely unconscious. Meanwhile, across the city, the atmosphere was entirely different. Inside the fortified syndicate of the Blood Pact Mafia. The second largest crime syndicate in Italy. Athan, a hardened man in his early fifties, sat high on a leather chair that served as his throne. The air in his private chambers was thick with the pungent, sweet scent of a heavy blunt

I am reckless and don’t think before I act, usually, I swing my hands and knock them out before they even thought I would. I gazed at all four of the men. There was one whose wrist looked like it had been broken before by the way he tried to keep it hidden which was the perfect weakness, another one his nose was very crooked most likely from it being broken before by the structure, and the other two looked stronger. I still found each and every one of their weaknesses, they also looked like they were from the same branch under the American mafia. Well, this will be easy! “Hey, don’t she look familiar to you guys?” one of them asked.

Destros said. Bargaining with him would let him know that Nightingale meant more to me than a one night stand. If I agreed to this, he wouldn’t hand her over, he would make more ridiculous demands till he was satisfied. I know how gangsters worked. I was part of the mafia now, but once upon a time, I had been a mere gangster too. Besides, the mafia was really just an upgraded style of gangster life.

he said. Jax Phoenix Martinez. The renowned, brutal and deadly American Mafia Boss. Cops shiver and shake when he enters the streets and criminals only have the utmost respect for him. The most lunatic and mad man you will ever meet. He tortures his enemies for days on end letting them beg for mercy all they can. Cold-blooded and heartless. 'So, what if it is his turf?' I questioned. 'It's dangerous to be on his turf with no protection.' Reese replied.

I decided to taunt her more I want her to loose it . I moved closer to her and touch her lips ,I felt a weird connection between us ,so I moved close to her and whisper in her ear .. where do u want it lil slut? Here or outside ?? I fanned her neck .. she shivered lightly .. I was about to do more before I felt someone pull me back … I had totally forgotten my sister is here .. lilo dear ! Sorry but I will talk to you later I need to leave now and she .. I said pointing to the girl is coming with me ….. she made to protest but I stopped her no lilo I promise you I won’t kill her … take care lil sister I said and peck her on her head ….. I dragged the girl along with me , we got to my car ,ge

As we say goodbye and draw the curtains of Pains of Amara, lets welcome Nicole and Raphael story in: A MAFIA'S POSSESSION Anticipate my new story "A Mafia's Possession" A dark mafia romance of two star crossed lovers. Take care you all!