Oath Of Omerta Novels & Stories

“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.”

of persecution, hinting that the D'Angelo family had not only illegally stripped her of her assets but had even issued death threats against her. She was playing with fire. Omertà—the code of silence—is the cornerstone upon which the underworld survives. Anyone who breaks it isn't just a traitor to the family; they become public enemy number one to the entire circle. Lorenzo watched Bella’s twisted face on the TV screen, his expression terrifyingly calm. "She thinks this is a Hollywood movie, where playing the victim gets you justice." Lorenzo pressed the off button on the remote, and the screen went black instantly.

"What do we know about this man?" Roman cleared his throat. "He was in the mafia organisation many years ago but he quit. Now we know nothing other than he's a businessman. Every other thing about him is discreet." The others watched silently as Nikolai walked toward the glass wall overlooking the city skyline. "I don’t believe in coincidences," he said quietly after a long silence. "If my private seal was used, someone inside opened the door for him." Roman swallowed hard, but before he could say a thing, Victor chirped. "You think someone betrayed us?"

He extended his arm while showing the red mark from her hit. Clara rolled her eyes, "Can you be a little more serious? Something bad is happening, and you're still worried about your reddened arm?" "Come on, the mission is well planned, and I know exactly what to do there. I won't attack Liam and his troops in Canada. In fact, I'm not tasked with attacking ElWagner's headquarters because Rafael has arranged a team from a mafia network led by Mikael Williams." "Who is Mikael Williams?" Clara furrowed her brow upon encountering another unfamiliar name in Lucas's story.

says Luca The food arrives and oh my god it is amazing, the best food I think I have ever tasted am ravenous for some reason as well, since being around the guys weird things have been happening. I am super horny I feel like I haven’t eaten in weeks and my eyes glow. So I’m putting it down to finding my mates. Although I haven’t heard of these things happening before. But they said I am Omega, which they aren’t heard of normally. Omega are rare and from what I have heard are meant to be cherished and loved and protected. But I don’t understand how I can be Omega when my parents are of Alpha blood.

“The same great kid that you killed,” “Drop it, Miller. The boy killed himself, that’s not my fault,” I raised an eyebrow in disbelief. “Do you even understand what an Omerta means? He was in a mafia gang and trust me, breaking an Omerta was way beyond helping your girl escape. Even if I never came after him, others will. They would’ve killed him,” “What are you saying?”

He had to face him bravely so that his family stayed safe. “I promise you I will stay with you until you recover all your money, Don. This time I won’t escape. As for breaking the Omertà, you know I never will. I won’t ever give you away, Don. You have helped me when no one did. I’m indebted to you.”

"Yes. I admit it. I betrayed you. I met with someone in the dark. I passed messages. I carved marks. All of it." Derek moved to face him again. "Why? What was promised to you?" Kieran's eyes gleamed with something between malice and pity. "Freedom. Power. A place in the new order." "New order?" Kieran nodded. "You think you still have control. You don’t. The wheel has already turned." Derek stepped closer, the fury in his chest barely contained. "Then tell me who it is. Give me a name." Kieran laughed. "Why would I do that? You think this ends with me? I'm just the beginning."

His voice deepened. He afterward removed his hand from the book and stretched it out to the high ranking members who were in front of us in a circle-like form. Four men who I later found out to be Capos fell out from the circle and waltzed in a line. The first in line picked up the knife beside the large book. “Loyalty! Honor! Omertà!” He said and slit Antonio’s palm.

I was surprised seeing this part of him, When he was done, he discarded the cloth. He joined me on the bed, placing my head on his chest and covering us with a blanket. "Sleep" he whispered". "Talk to me," I said, placing my hand on his chest. He sighed "About what?" "Anything, or talk to me about your tattoos," I whispered. "My first tattoo is the Omerta in my chest—the code of silence for made men. "What do the words under it say? I can't read them.". He smirked "Obviously it is written in Italian; the words mean never take sides against the family, and the family is the mafia". I had watched so many movies about the mafia and how bonded they are, but never in my life did I ever believe I