Russian Mafia Stars Novels & Stories

She didn’t want any part of it. Fatima thought of killing Raphael. Just poison him right here, right now, and it would all be over. “And let me warn you,” he said casually, as if reading her thoughts, “I lead Russia’s strongest mafia. So if I die, they come for you. Literally your whole bloodline.” Before she could respond, the waitress returned with their food. “Enjoy your meal,” she said after placing everything on the table before leaving. Fatima watched the man as he started cutting into his steak. He seemed to genuinely love it, even licking the sauce from his knife.

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

She never thought she would be disgraced one day by her own family. People say time heals everything. Indeed time heals her broken soul by giving her an angel but the scars it left behind always remembered her the deadliest past she left behind. She just hopes that nobody ever again breaks her heart or this time she won't be able to collect herself. Meanwhile "Boss, the Russians are making a fuss. Russian mafia king Zacarias Casso wants to meet you. He said he won't fix the deal until he meets you." Ron explained the whole thing about the russian to his boss. The Russian mafia king is the second most powerful mafia king in the mafia empire.

It was the man she was bound to. Maruska Romanovich, Megan to some, tyrannical billionaire, also known as the harbinger of chaos among men of the underground. The mere whisper of his name struck fear in the bravest of hearts. The atrocities he has committed would put even the devil to shame. Even the world leaders dared not turn their attention on him, because of his deep-rooted connections within the dangerous Russian government.

"Finally, we learn the secret weakness of the great Ethan Brown, the leader of the largest mafia in the city! What are we to make of that?" "You have plenty of guts coming here, Alderman." Ethan growled. "I'd always suspected that you had a hand in this, and I suspected right. Sadly for you, you didn't pick the best of my men to be your little spy. Dante had always been a loyal man: quick to obey instructions, quicker to scare. Too bad he had to die because of you...pig!" Floyd Alderman's eyes widened in equal rage as Ethan talked. I watched with trepidation as a feral growl escaped his lips.

Fuck. Papa had wronged the Russian Mafia, better known as the Bratva. Everyone knew they owned Moscow and even the whole of Russia. They had ties to law enforcement, the government, the entertainment industry…everything. "I told you to get in!" The man shouted, making me jump in fear. I was sweating everywhere and my hands were shaking uncontrollably. I didn't wait to be told a third time. The man was getting ready to kill Viktor. He stepped aside to let me in and slammed the door behind me.

The soft purr of the engine echoed through the quiet street as Raphael’s sleek car glided down the road. Martha sat beside him, her gaze distant, reflecting on the conversation with Alessia and the strange dream from the night before. Raphael, as usual, didn’t utter a word unless necessary. The silence between them wasn’t uncomfortable—it was commanding, like he owned the quiet. When they arrived at the grand event venue, the luxurious marble columns and ambient lighting screamed prestige. Raphael stepped out first, offered her his hand, and without waiting for her permission, led her in.

Rico and Antonio made their way into his study room. "Boss... Adalberto called and said his daughter will be visiting you tomorrow." Rico informed. Adalberto Russo was the former boss, before Xavier had taken over the entire mafia. The title was not given to him easily. He started working for Adalberto at the age of 21. And at 28, he had lost count the amount of lives he had taken. His hands were tainted with blood.

Mr Pompous chuckled gently and I could hear him click his tongue before responding to Dale. "It would take more than the Bratva to murder me" Bratva again? Wasn't that some sort of confraternity in Russia or-- No... I remember now. It's the Russian mafia. "The Russian Mafia" Whenever I'm lost in thought, I often speak without realizing it, and this is the second time it's happening around Mr. Pompous. He turned slowly to me revealing the darkness around his eyes which made me gulp heavily. "They have no regard for the king of the Underground. By the way, how is Sofia Dante?" I could still hear Dale from the other end even though Mr. Pompous had his deadly stares at me.

All I could think about was ways on how to kill that son of a bitch. It's been years since me and Enzo have been planning to take him down. Vladimir Molotov is the Leader of the Russian Mafia, the second most powerful mafia after the Italians. The Italians and The Russians have been at war for longer than I can remember. But the main reasons why Enzo wanted Vladimir gone was because first, he was a threat and secondly, he killed Enzo's sister.