Novel & Cerita Taking The Mafia To The Magic World

“Go to your room, I’ll have a maid give you your food there, okay?” Chiara hesitantly nodded. She didn’t want to go yet, but she knew they would never include her. She got up, nervously walking away as she felt everyone’s gaze on her. The room remained silent for a few moments. The tension very palpable and uncomfortable until Luka spoke. “Do you really know the implications of having Chiara here?! She’s not just one of his granddaughters and his first one at that?!” Dante groaned, rubbing his temples to sooth his incoming headache. “I know the consequences and I have my reasons for what I’m doing. You all should mind your business and let me do what I want, I’m still your leader.”

She threw the cigarette on the ground and glanced at me again. “Oh, Briana. Do you even know what you're planning? The world you want to step into isn't the same as the ordinary world. If you want to avenge her by marrying Theodore Williams, you would have to totally step in and turn your back to your world…”she smirked in front of me. “Because once you step into the Mafia world, there's no turning back, Briana.” She slapped it so hard in my face. Freya emphasized it to me, making it apparent for me. I crumpled my hands. Am I willing to embrace the world I couldn't embrace for Bria?

“Will you be able to manage that tiny little request for me?” There’s more to this. I can feel it. Whatever he’s planning to do with these many witches, it can’t be good. Could I really agree to this without knowing the details? This is the mafia I’m trying to strike a deal with. These aren’t good guys. They sell drugs and traffick women and commit murders all over Europe. Because Europe has a reputation for mixing freely with humans, more humans have been going missing, disappearing in the middle of the night. “I’ll think about it,” I say at last. “I’ll have to call my uh— dad first.”

she said. “No problem at all. Just let me know the details, and I’ll be there.” “I’ll send you all the information later today. Thanks again, Summer,” she said before walking out of the room. What the hell did I just sign up for? I took a deliberate drag of my cigar, savoring the bitter taste before blowing smoke into the air, trying to calm my frayed nerves. “The Puppet Master is crawling through our territories like a fucking rat.” “He’s been provoking chaos in other territories as well,” Marco, the New York mafia capo, replied. “Shipments are vanishing, our men are disappearing, and our influence is waning daily.”

They were taken in by the elderly man in a grand mansion that resembled a palace. There, Aleah noticed numerous men in suits surrounding the estate. She discovered that her grandfather was no ordinary businessman—he was the leader of a powerful mafia group in Italy. His real name was Antonio De Luna. At the mansion, Antonio recounted the reason he hadn't been with Aleah's mother for 20 years. He was once the Alpha of a pack, but an unexpected tragedy struck, leading to the death of most of his pack members. He was blamed for failing to protect them from a deadly epidemic. The only ones he had managed to save were his own family. This incident was why he never formed another wolf pack, nor wa

"Is he dead? Is my father dead?" "No. He was taken and will be returned after you wed Fabian Belucci." "Who took my daddy?" My tears spilled. She wiped them with her thumbs. "Tell me! Let's go to the police! Why are we not going to the police?" "Mija, these people own the police. Your father was taken by the Mafia." Dio! Chris and Frank were right. I am a Mafia bride! "They came in the middle of the night... a dozen armed men. They beat up anyone who got in the way and took Giovanni. I don't know whether you understand this mija but you are a Mafia Bride. You can't run away from it. The only way out is if we all die. If that happens, we will be free but everything we own goes back to the Maf

Marry a Mafia Alpha for protection and power. Or refuse and face the entire supernatural world alone.

I mumbled to myself. "That's him, your target. Lure him to me and I will give you a new life to get married to whom you want by setting you free. I will sponsor your wedding." My eyes widened in surprise at his words and i was happy. I'm sure he'd see the excitement allover my face. Like who wouldn't want to be free, the mafia world is not like a market or business that you can walk in and out anytime you want. Once you are in, no going out.

His words slithered from his lips, a chilling proclamation that echoed through the basement. "Do you understand why I've managed to thrive in this game for so long?" he asked, the malevolence in his voice sending shivers through Georgina's body. Her gaze remained locked with his, unable to break free from the hypnotic hold of his words. Marcelo extended his hand to Antonio, and a silent exchange transpired between the two men, as if they communicated with a language of understanding that excluded all others. The metallic glint of a bullet passed from Antonio's hand to Marcelo's, each movement deliberate and devoid of hesitation. Georgina, caught in the intricate dance of the malevolent figur

Five guards step out of it, and fall into step behind me instantly. With my phone in a pocket, and a pistol in my hand; eyes filled with deathly fury as we approach. The moment I step in, the sight before me makes my heart stop. Not because its new, I've seen thousands of dead bodies, it was worse after an all out war between two ruthless mafia Lords. What made my heart stop is the implication. "This is a lot." I mutter, noting the extent of damage that had been done. The thought of innocents being murdered, and killed for something they didn't do or had no idea of; makes my heart ache.