The Mafia's Princess Novels & Stories

Of every woman in the city of New York, the one standing in front of me is Nicholas Sorano's daughter. The Princess of the Greek Mafia. The Flamingo.

They must have all been there against their will like me. They were all ushered into another room one after the other and they never came back. We heard them being purchased and carried away screaming by their new owners. They all went in until I was the last one left. “For the main act…the Princess of the Sicilian Mafia. She’s a virgin too.” My heart thumped wildly. Everyone knew it was a fetish to fuck a Mafia Princess in the underground. A target had been put on my back. The most dangerous and ruthless men would buy me.

A low, dark sound. “Looking for me?” His lips curled, amusement dancing in his expression. “No one in the world dares to come for the Mafia Lord, Princess. Forgotten that?” Nuella scrunched her nose, eyeing him for a few seconds. Such a boastful, arrogant bastard. In her world, she had never imagined she’d be involved with a mafia lord—aside from her own family, of course. Let alone being tangled with the head of them all. Her father’s best friend.

I take a deep breath and nod. Sebastian Ferreira, better known as Dio, is the biggest mafia boss in Rome. He's in charge of most of Europe and he has some strong ties with the Mexican mafia as well. Everything that's happening in the city right now has something to do with him. And his presence in Rome means it's going to get even more dangerous out here.

Forget space travel—explain the Tupperware phenomenon! Speaking of space, let’s imagine aliens. Not the scary, slimy kind, but the kind that lands here, looks around, and says, “You people pay money to watch other humans eat food online? You invented planes but still argue about pineapple on pizza? And you call your leader a Prime Minister even though they’re rarely first at anything?” The aliens would probably just leave, shaking their green heads in disbelief.

Steve holds her hand. "I know you're hella shocked princess.. and you're not dreaming, it's reality.. I don't know from where to start but I had loved you from the time I had meet you and seen you.. it was the most beautiful moment when you had entered in my life.. after mom dad I had never thought that someone will matters me this much or be so much important for me but you had.. you had become my life, I can't even imagine my life without you.. for the whole world I'm a rude, arrogant mafia king, but for you I'm your maddo, bandar and all.." Steve says making Amy giggles while he continues.

Mia, the princess of the Vitiello clan, daughter of the most feared Mafia Don Luca Vitiello is kidnapped. She is kept in a basement in a run-down house in the middle of nowhere. Two days, it's been two days since she was kidnapped from the altar and thrown into this basement. No one came for her since then. Her wedding dress is now dirty, and she is starved and dehydrated. She saw everything happen with shock. She walked onto the Altar and Alesso accepted her hand from her father Luca Vitiello. That's when the firing started, taking everyone by alarm. The once cheerful environment became chaotic and everyone began to run for their lives.

he said, it was more like he was talking to himself. "He did and he hid her away from the world. To save her from men like me and you, I guess, that's his daughter. She is half-Italian, a virgin, and nothing like the woman you chose for me." "Grace Russell is the mafia princess of Great Britain. You chose a traitor's daughter over a princess," he made sure to let his disgust leak through his voice as he mentioned Evangeline. "The princess you chose for me had slept with half of my soldiers—where's the honor in that, Pops? I'd take a traitor's daughter over that princess any day."

Just then, my princess, move but inches forward to the seven men that are watching her as they are trembling, “Now, I suggest that we all drop our guns and have a decent meal.” Then there is a clever ass mouth that feels the need to say something, “You are just a girl with a gun in her hand. Do you even know how to use that thing?” I watch as my princess only laughs and gives me a slight wink, then she turns back to him, “This girl is Cassandra Cummings, and my father, Joseph, I am sure if he could talk, he would tell you that I know exactly how to use this thing.” But if I think that would make the fool back down, he only but raises his gun higher and start to break out in a fit of uncontro

She is the first woman to ever run a mafia, she was the first woman who controls so much power in the mafia. She is a woman who have prove a point that women are not weak, infact they are strong. She is a woman who walks, sit and dine amongst the most powerful and dangerous men. She is a woman who loves be in control and incharge. She is a woman who won't let anyone step on her. She is a ruthless and fearless woman. She is the Queen of mafia Anyone who dares to oppose or go against her always pay dearly with their lives. Elena layed on the cold ground as she shut her eyes, it was far better off than her bed which was always haunted by nightmares.