The Godfather Novel Series Novels & Stories

I end up writing stuff I like, so it will depend on whether I want to write it in the future or not. 5. Will there be another series coming out on Goodnovel soon? 😊😁 Yes. Goodnovel has shown interest in another novel series. I will be adding it soon. Secrets of the famiglia. It will be a Mafia romance, with links to Beggar, Kylie Bray, Killer and a few extra characters from the Satan Snipers MC. you will also be happy to know that we will find out about the stone brothers, which will be amazing. I can't wait to share it with you guys soonish. I want to just finish with the Satan Snipers MC for the next month or so then we will definitely introduce Aliyana Capello and Beggars cousin, Marco

“You have been silent for too long. Report.” I clasped my hands in my lap. “The Godfather’s men are operating in Chicago. I traced them to a location and after questioning, it was confirmed that they are indeed his people. They have training houses and women are being sold like cattle. This is a direct violation of bratva law and...” “Enough.” Another cut me off with a dismissive wave. “You're chasing ghosts. Every young bratva head thinks they see conspiracies. Do not waste our time, besides do you think we haven't heard about your own little shenanigans?”

"You've always been a rude little tramp. But at the very least, you shouldn't throw filth onto the Godfather." His fingers began to tighten slowly. I couldn't breathe. "The Godfather went to Mexico to negotiate an arms deal, and you dare spin a lie like this? I need to teach you again what respect means." He sneered, looking at me sideways. I struggled desperately. "Let… go…" Just as I was about to suffocate, a hand suddenly clamped down around Marco's wrist. It was Lorenzo DeAngelis, the Godfather's Consigliere. He was the family's chief legal counsel and most important subordinate.

He gestured to the spread of food, the steaming meats, the golden bread, and the crystal carafes. "Before you take your seat," he commanded, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous purr, "serve me. Then, you may serve yourself." My blood boiled. I am a god, a ruler of the deep dark, yet he expected me to fetch his bread like a common footman. He didn't just want a guest; he wanted a broken spirit. I stood like a statue, the air crackling between us in a silent war of wills. I was determined to outlast him, to stare him down until the sun died. But then, my own body betrayed me.

I paid the driver, the exchange of money, a mundane transaction in a world that suddenly felt surreal. Walking into my empty apartment, I felt a profound sense of loneliness. The silence was deafening, amplified by the absence of Don Antonio's presence, his laughter, his touch. I sank onto the couch, the soft cushions offering little comfort. Something had shifted, that much was clear. But what exactly, I couldn't yet define. Perhaps it was the realization that love, even the most passionate and intense love, wasn't enough. Perhaps it was the understanding that actions had consequences, that choices had repercussions. Or perhaps it was simply the dawning awareness that I had to find my own p

she became my fathers PA and with Richard also in the firm as his partner it was a done deal for the Mafia to use dad's company for the mafia's dirty little secrets! When my father finally found out it was already too late! That was the moment they tried to kill him but instead they almost killed you!!...there was a man on the boat that day who is the second in command of the Mafia King and he got orders to kill dad but we all know how that ended!!. The guy has never been caught. I've found out and there are no leads anymore so it's now a cold case!. Since than my father has been helping the Mafia out just to stay away from being murdered but along the way he became really close with his PA,

I tried to keep her company as much as I could, but that was not possible because we had a war to fight. Yes, Christopher was dead, and Elena took over the American mafia. She put down all the men that stood against her and made Everly her successor, men with power that couldn’t stand the fact that a woman was going to lead them. Considering how things are going, it won’t be long until the mafia world is taken over by women. Our Irish fate resides in Killian’s daughter’s hands, and she will lead both the Irish and the Italian mafia unless he has more children. The Americans have a woman in front of them now, and the Italians have Ashley. It’s a woman’s world now. And stupid is the men that t

When money came into the picture, family and faith were no longer important. Old Godfather Ryan had been shot to death. He had been nicknamed ‘godfather’ out of respect, but his fate was more like the godfather from the movie ‘The Godfather’. In that movie, the godfather’s image resembled an authoritative elder. Therefore, killing Old Godfather Ryan was just treachery, not a betrayal of faith. However, catching all the priests in the church was an entirely different story. These priests were all followers of God and represented their beliefs.

It was one of the reasons I kept a close watch on Pamela. I am not a good guy or a hero. I am a survivor who wants to stay at the top of the food chain for as long as I can or till I become slow and a bullet puts me out of my misery. I had purposely left Pamela with Lady Croft so I could ask her what transpired. I wanted to understand the kind of woman Croft was. Fortunately, Pamela told me what I needed to know without me saying a single word. The dining room also had large bookshelves filled with all types of editions of old manuscripts and maps. I spotted Dante Alighieri's inferno. It was one of my favorite books to read.

"Antonio was captured near the scene of the crime by some of Volkanov's men. He just returned and filled us in. Apparently, Mennetti is still alive, but barely." I let out a shaky breath. "At least they let him go." I know our families have never gotten along, but it always seemed so melodramatic and a bit archaic to me. I mean, I've heard of the fighting and turf wars, but I was always far away from the action. Gio has been more involved because he's the oldest son and will eventually take control of our father's businesses. But for me, the stories were more that — scary bedtime stories told to frighten a child and warn them about the big, bad Mennetti family.