The Godfather Novel Novels & Stories

“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?”

XXX Alexander Russo POV Why in the hell was everything so chaotic lately? My business partners Ashton and Eliseo had women locked up in their basements with no real plan other than to keep them there. I didn’t realize we were in the capturing women business, but alas, here we were. The final partner, Janus was on a rampage because Paradise Island had a drug dealer plaguing the island bringing in contraband, and for the life of me I couldn’t figure out who it was. This little contraband issue was causing problems for me since I was the one heading the police force and security. I was fucking failing miserably right now. What a shit show. Running a hand through my hair, I fell back into the so

He thought of all the times Conrad had taken him into the basement. ** “Dominic, what is the role of the godfather?” Dominic didn’t dare look at his father and he kept staring straight ahead. “To lead the men of la famiglia into financial, spiritual and physical glory.” “What is the role of the first born son?” Dominic blinked. “To be the example for all the sons that come after him, whether by the loins of his father or another in la famiglia.” “What is the role of a woman?” “The mother will nurture her children, the wife will stand behind her husband and above all else, know her place. A daughter is to be treasured, a sister to be protected and any other woman will hold no value to a Vitto

Giovanni behind me, still, his palm on his holster just in case. When the twelfth vote burned, the Godfather stood again. He looked at the three of us, then held up a single folded card. He opened it. The silence in that cathedral was damn near divine. He looked at me. Then spoke. “Renato Marino. You have been chosen as the new Don of New York.” It didn’t register at first. For a moment, it didn’t feel real. But then Giovanni’s hand landed on my shoulder. And I stood. The elders rose. Marco’s jaw tightened. Dante cursed under his breath. Tommaso spat on the floor.

I poured myself a glass of water and drank it in one go. Alessandro "The Devil" Costello, El Padrino. I shook my head, nope, not going to believe it unless I talk to him myself. I made my way out of the kitchen and went straight to the library. Since I had nothing to do, I settled on reading a book. I surveyed the huge library and finally found a book that seemed interesting enough to read. "Mafia and Mafiosi by Henner Hess" With a book in my hand, I walked back to Alessandro’s seat to read but halted in my steps as I saw him already sitting on it.

But he was quiet. The acronym *GDL* rang in my mind. *The Godfather’s Legion*. This was no ordinary group. My father’s men—trained criminals, assassins, and deadly people from all over the world. Men who swore oaths of secrecy and loyalty to him. They fought for him, killed for him, and, if need be, they’d die for him. The GDL was for matters that couldn’t get traced back to my father. When he wanted something messy done, he’d call them in.

If I allow Annie to go back to Italy because of a threat to her life, it means I am not fit to be a leader and I am not fit to be her husband. The Dicosta family and the Andrianos are the same family, according to our history tracing back six generations, the Godfather of the Italian mafia had two sons, the older one took the position as the boss and the younger one travelled to America to establish himself but his brother in Italy became his boss, they both agreed the godfather position will rotate between their generations, the youngest's son became the Godfather after his uncle and we've maintained it till date. I am the next Godfather, before I can become the Godfather, I have to marry A

If it were up to me, I would never get married. Most soldiers had nothing to be proud of, being in the lowest position in the syndicate, but my father wore it on his sleeves like some ornament. My brother, Domenico, was not any different. At least he had a proper reason. Domenico Guerra was a name known to the whole of the underworld. He was not a soldier as he should have been. He had not inherited the title from our father. Instead, he became the Consigliere, the advisor, to Adonis Vitale, the Capo of the Vitale Crime Empire, because my brother was the only one Adonis trusted with his eyes closed. The Vitales were one of the two ruling families of the New York Cosa Nostra, which was a trem

Hi, my name is Yaszy:) This is my first ever Mafia story. There will be SA! If you get triggered easily this book isn't for you. Please don't leave rude comments, I am trying my best with writing this story. There will be: -Abuse -Sex -Violence -Mafia -Triggers I hope you enjoy!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~CHARACTERS~ Location of story: New York Alessio Rocco Romano -The father and is 50 years old. He has brown hair and blue eyes, and is the head of the Italian Mafia. He's dangerous when it comes to messing with one of his kids.

Family: Raphael Lockwood (father) Alex (mother deceased) , Michael Lockwood (younger half brother), Amelia Wood (younger sister) Friends: Jason Moore (best friend) ******* Meet Gabriel Lockwood ******* My name is Gabriel Lockwood but everyone calls me Gabe. In the mafia world, I am known as The Heir. That’s all because of my father. Raphael Lockwood. I took over the Italian mafia in New York City around two years ago. Father decided to step down and I took over. My sister is the leader of the British Mafia in New York while Michael decided he doesn’t want anything to do with this business. He is the CEO of Lockwood enterprises and he is doing really well for himself.