Shark Mafia Novels & Stories

I observe my reflection without managing to avoid thinking about many situations that have passed during this last time, resulting in many secrets have been revealed to me, more than I estimated, a world spread out in front of me that I was not able to see and now take shape in front of an opaque, dense, dark background. On the one hand, I encounter the reality that Black is in a world of mafias that he is trying to get out of, which I do not think is without paying a high price in the attempt. Then there is his secret family, the wife he says he left behind without her having untied herself from him and the daughter he hides to protect her, a secret he now shares with me. Finally, Mikael Sy

The little Albanian's top man, Ahmeti, stood stony-faced behind him, alert for any threat. Lucien arched a brow at Ryan, who gave an imperceptible nod to signify that they had deposited their weapons as decided. The Mafia Don’s two closest associates, handsome James Schwartz, who could charm anyone with his boyish grin and rakish charm, turned to smile, his eyes narrowing as he took in the Don’s features. The other man in the room, another of Lucien’s old friends, was Todd Ransome,’ or "Shark," as everyone called him. It was a very unkind name that had come about because of his small, pointed teeth, which he flashed when he smiled. The Shark was also a mean and cunning man with a penchant fo

The doctor stepped back and nodded to show the treatment was complete. I opened my laptop and typed in the shark loan registry. I needed to see where this debt truly came from. The moment the records loaded, my blood ran cold. The loan agency was not a random local predator. It was a shell company. Under the control of the Markov Syndicate. The Russian mafia. My biggest rivals. My most dangerous enemies. Everything inside me went still. This changes everything I whispered to myself. Because if Elena and her father owed money to the Russians, then they were already tied to my war whether they knew it or not. Which meant keeping her close was not just emotional instinct.

Shaun had pointed out that the under-loved urchin had access to unlimited funds and resources and frequently used her intelligence for mischief. When Fatima and Saskia had learned of Shaun's conversation with Karl about the mafia, both had insisted on getting in on the action. Fatima, because she was an intelligent woman who realized that the more she understood how the mafia worked the more power she and her daughter would have. Shaun also suspected her mother might be reciprocating Karl's crush and came around the apartment more often to hang out with Shaun in hopes of seeing him. It was like watching a couple of teenagers circle each other.

he asked again, pushing his plate halfway toward me. I shook my head quickly, embarrassed. “No, I’m fine. Really.” His eyes narrowed as though he didn’t quite believe me, but he let it slide and cleared his throat before speaking again. “After our call, I made some inquiries. I needed to know exactly what we were dealing with.” My eyes flickered from the plate back to his eyes, and suddenly a sense of dread washed over me. “Okay?” “The men who have Liam… they’re not ordinary thugs, Thea. They’re part of a mafia-run loan shark organization. Dangerous people. The kind who’d rather collect in blood if their money doesn’t come through.”

They took out their penises from their pants and pointed them at Harry's helpless body. “Arrrggghhh!!” Harry immediately screamed in pain when the mafia members did something he had never imagined before. His wounds became even more painful, even more painful than before. He continued to howl in pain, his body shaking violently. Slowly, his vision began to darken. “You're going to die, you stupid traitor!” said one of the mafia members, making the others laugh with satisfaction. They were going to prolong this old man's hell. ***** Meanwhile, Jefford, the leader of the Black Wolf mafia, was focused on staring at the photo of a wolf on the wall in front of him. It was an alpha wolf, symbolizi

' Brittany heard it on her secret earpiece, she glance at the other slaves who is kinda far from her, its there upper management head. 'I don't either who attack us, the booming was to sudden' Brittany answered in a low voice. 'ah yes our reports that the big mafia organization Scorpion International was behind all that, and to our reports that Shun was against with the scorpions so this booming was a warning to Shun from the scorpions' when Brittany heard it she was shock, she heard about the Scorpion International it's mafia the biggest mafia in the world, but what the hell the scorpion International warned Shun? so Shun was against this Scorpions.

Axel swiftly steps aside, avoiding the flying glass. My temper has been out of control lately. But who can blame me? Antonio was one of my best men, and I found out too late that he was stealing from me. Besides the men I've already tortured and killed for information, I don't know who else could have been working with him besides the Russians. Any of my men could be traitors, and I fucking hate traitors. Nobody steals from me. NOBODY! My blood is boiling, threatening to explode. Killing him wasn't enough. Once you join the mafia, your family automatically becomes collateral. He took from me, and I'm going to take everything from him even if he's already rotting away in hell.

Sharks. Then we had Rico Moretti “snake”, silver tongued bastard. He had a snake like smile that hid his terrible nature. Everything about him dripped of a venom that spelt instant death for those who crossed his path…and lived. He specialized in blackmail and political scandals, pulling strings to get whatever the fuck he wanted.

However, Celine could not stand the fishy taste of blood filling her mouth, she immediately covered her mouth and began to vomit. The fishy taste of blood made Celine feel very disgusting. She did not expect that she would bite Saint so hard that she bled. Now that she tasted the disgusting taste of blood, she wished that she had never done such a stupid thing. Saint let Celine down, he coldly looked at Celine's difficult face, then he looked up at his shoulder. The shirt he was wearing had a bit of blood on his shoulder. This is the result of Celine's stupid actions.