Oath Of Omerta Novels & Stories

I asked. She said, looking out the window, “Shoot.” “You must take the Sacred Oath or Omerta since we are now married. Everyone in our mafia, including the spouses, must take it,” I sighed. I was concerned that she wouldn’t feel at ease taking the oath. She didn’t even bat an eyelash and said, “Okay.” “Okay?” I asked, my voice a tad bit higher due to shock. She didn’t even hesitate before answering. When she saw me, she chuckled, “Don’t be so shocked. I understand how crucial it is for you, and especially for the mafia. It will help their morale.”

Marco stepped forward with the confidence of someone who had been preparing for this moment his entire life. He swore loyalty and took the omertà, the vow of silence that bound him to the family forever. "Giuro di essere fedele e leale a questa famiglia," Marco recited. (I swear to be faithful and loyal to this family.) A senior member, perhaps the Underboss, stepped forward to bless him. "Che tu possa guidare con forza, onore e saggezza." (May you lead with strength, honor, and wisdom.) Then came the token—an ornate ring that signified his new position.

I said sternly "Yes sir" they answered bowing "Will you tell me who is behind you now or do you want it the hard way? I'm so good at interrogating someone so I wonder how long you will be able to keep quiet" I smirked "You can try all you want but I won't say a thing. Have you by any chance heard of the word omerta?" he asked "O... omerta?" I stuttered trying to remember where I've heard it "The mafia....." I gasped as it suddenly clicked in my head

~Xavier~ Before going into the field, all members of the mafia undergo a series of training. Not only to prepare our body from the brutal reality of this lifestyle and our mental ability to cope with every situation. Omertà is an oath of loyalty and silence. We all swore to die instead of betraying la Famiglia. Zia, however, didn’t receive that amount of training to strengthen her endurance in these circumstances. She doesn’t know a single thing about how the mafia works apart from the basic things I told her - mostly rankings and our businesses - nothing our enemies didn’t know before.

he muttered. “No, please don’t, I beg of you Don, I will do anything you ask of, but please revoke your words, don’t take away my brother from me, he is my only family left” Luca pleaded on behalf of his brother. “I am sorry, Luca… but your brother should have known better than to betray us… and to be clear, when you took the Oath of Omerta, you renounced your former relationships and chose to be one of us. You know the rules; no one is allowed to be seen with cops for any reason, when asked for any information, the answer must be the truth. Our family comes first before your personal relationships.

“Have you ever heard of the Cerimonia di Iniziazione or the concept of Omertà?” I shook my head slowly. “No... what is it?” His lips twitched into a humorless smile. “The Cerimonia di Iniziazione is a kind of initiation ceremony. The Omertà is a code of silence—a vow, if you will. Both are fundamental to the lives of the people we’re about to meet. And tonight, you’ll be surrounded by them.” A chill ran down my spine. “What does that mean for me?” “It means you should expect anything,” he said flatly. “You’re not there to ask questions or make judgments. You’re there to play along. Smile, nod, and do what I tell you. If you can’t handle that, then you should walk away now.”

“That I shouldn’t have heard it.” “That you belong to it now,” he corrected. I looked up to meet his gaze. Luca’s hand came down on the desk with a sharp crack. “Enough. She’s not part of this.” Joey didn’t flinch. “She became part of it the moment she started listening. Intent doesn’t matter. Knowledge does.” He turned his attention back to me. “You know what the Omertà is?” I nodded faintly. “Like a vow?” “More than a vow,” Joey said. “It’s a contract. Once you take it, you carry the family’s secrets until you die. Break it, and someone else dies for you.”

We walked into the meeting hall, and sat in the middle, together tho... "I think I've got a lot to learn about you Pablo, and I know they are things that would benefit me," I announced. "Then swear the omerta… it's as simple as that." He said nonchalantly. "What's the omerta?" I asked. "It's the code of silence." ★★★★★

"If I die tomorrow, I can say that I have no regrets to take with me to the grave." Matteo watches her look out onto the street below as she takes a sip. "Do you know what Omertà actually means?" she asks. "You swore to it, but do you know what it means?" "Yes, it means I can never say anything to the police if it ever comes to it, to save my own ass. Basically, I swore not to be a snitch." His grandma scrunches her nose. "I don't like that word." "Sorry. But I know what the oath symbolizes." She doesn't seem convinced. "I know what Omertà means, Nonna."

“An omerta is a verbal promise similar to the “Oath” ability of a Godfather. However, it usually takes three people or more to make an omerta valid. Assuming that you and the Seer are the parties involved in the vow, I’m going to be the observer of this vow. The vow can only be rendered invalid in one of two ways. The first is if there is a mutual agreement to nullify it, and the second is to kill the observers before taking actions. You usually make a vow and state a sacrifice if you break the vow.”