The Godfather Novel Series Novels & Stories

He comprehended then that he had been obsessed with her from the moment she stepped into his life. And he wasn't ready to lose her. Not to Antonio, or Mateo. Vito’s violet eyes turned to flint, the last of his warmth evaporating as he stepped into the role he was born for. He was no longer just the Capo of La Tana di Salvatore anymore. He was the Capo dei Capi. “I am the Godfather now, Milan,” he rumbled, his voice carrying a clear authority that shocked her. “I will settle my accounts and conduct my business the only way I know how: with blood and finality. Do not try to interrogate me again.”

Paling in the realisation that his sworn brother had secretly been taking care of his chores so he could focus on cooking, Zen felt ashamed. Ping! [The Godfather is amused by the belated realisation of how domestic you have been with your roommate. You have been awarded 100 credits.] Cussing silently at the new notification, Zen glared at the screen. The Godfather had been silent for too long. However, he was always lurking. If Zen thought he had lost the Godfather’s favour, this new donation message was a reminder that they were always lurking on his channel.

I've had some pretty vivid fantasies of my Godfather, that's one thing that I will admit. The man oozed dominance, mystery and sexiness that rubbed off on any female. I'd enjoyed those subtle touches whenever he would place a necklace around my neck, the way his fingers seemed to linger on my waist a second longer than necessary when we pulled away from our hugs and the way that he would give me this intense look as if to whisper to me that it was our little secret.

Asa smokes a cigarette and his eyes are locked with mine before he drags his gaze down my form and then he looks away. " Quill." Nathan greets him. Quill just nods." Boss." Nathan Xavier smirks at me. That creepy smirk that's trying to pass a 'i'm watching you' message and then he walks away to the living room direction. Nick looks at me, with several emotions swerving through his eyes before he follows his father. I breathe out and turn to look at Quill. " What was it like when he was the Godfather?" " Hell. He was strict and worse than Nick. Asa is the least brutal one and his father sees that as a weakness. You're not allowed to be weak or show any ounce of emotions towards anyone, especi

I thought everything was over then. But I witnessed Caesar’s heartbroken, devastated state. He held my lifeless body. He gently smoothed my disheveled clothes and hair, then softly kissed my forehead. He promised to avenge me. Later, he indeed fulfilled that promise. In that past life, Damian had risen to become the godfather of the entire mafia empire, surrounded by layers of security. Yet Caesar found him anyway, and they both died in the fight. I did not understand why Caesar would go that far for me.

“Conrad Vittori was the godfather of the Italian Mafia, my grandfather. He was killed and my father, Dominic, was supposed to take over from him. His uncle, Rocco, stole the godfather seat from my father and an all-out war broke out. The Vittori family made two strategic alliances through marriage. My aunt, Hunter, married Lev Volkov, leader of the Russian Mafia, and my other aunt, Inara, married Agron Makolli, leader of the Albanian Mafia. My uncle, Gage, married Lev’s cousin, Anya, Arya’s parents. The Volkov’s were a crucial alliance. They controlled the harbor, which meant control of all imports and exports and a lucrative gun trade. The Albanians controlled the drug trade, which were now

Steven mumbles while staring at Vasili and Lia. "The Godfather and the Physician" Denver mentions the tag once given to the first ruler of the Petrov Mafia. It may have been forgotten as generations passed but it was already written in the history of their family. They just have to explore to know their roots as Denver did. ****;-)****

“I don’t need you anymore. The driver is waiting with your money and new identity. Go away and never come back to Springfield. Your job is done.” “Yes, boss,” the nurse said, walking to the closet to retrieve a baseball bat and hand it to him. “Thanks,” The Godfather watched silently as she left them alone, the sound of the door closing echoing through the room. A malicious smile played across Connor’s face as he ominously loomed over his target. He smiled as he greeted the don, but couldn’t help noticing the Godfather’s trembling lips. Connor pulled a chair across the floor, its legs screeching, and sat down beside him. “Has anyone shared any breaking news with you?”

And then there was Vincenzo. I pulled my knees to my chest, resting my chin on them. He was supposed to be a monster. The ruthless "Godfather" everyone in the underworld whispered about in hushed, terrified tones. But when he looked at Leo, or when he stood in the hallway with his shirt unbuttoned and his eyes tired, he just looked like a man carrying a heavy, invisible weight.

With all the information I’d taken in, I felt like my head was going to explode. I’d made a list of movies and tv shows I wanted to watch that would tell me all about the mafia. The first one my list was The Godfather trilogy, and then I also wanted to rewatch the Power series and Ozark. Last time I watched Power, I wasn’t really paying attention. I only watched it because I thought Omari Hardwick was hot. But now, I needed all the help I could get.