The Mafias Angel Novels & Stories

Cordelia said as she continued crying. As Jared hung up the call, SAKI already knew what to do. Immediately, he ignited the car they were well on their way immediately Jared was done with the call. After several directions, they finally arrived at Cordelia’s apartment and Jared ran upstairs like he was a fire fighter on a mission. As Jared ran SAKI could only wonder, the angel who had made the mafia this way. As he ran, SAKI tried to put two and tow together. “Or is this the reason why my master wants to kill Brian?”

he went on, his eyes narrowing, “something is stopping me.” His words shocked me, and I stared at him, unable to hide my disbelief. Angelo—the ruthless, feared mafia lord—was considering helping me? Before I could speak, he held up a hand. “Don’t thank me yet,” he said sharply. “There’s more you need to hear.” I nodded silently, my fingers tightening around the hem of my skirt. He sat back, his expression unreadable. “The man you killed,” he began, his voice low, “was a retired clan leader. He was a rival of my father’s, so in a way, you did me a favour.”

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

It made him lose his temper again and he threw her onto his bed taking her regardless of her frightened screams he had to make her see she was his now and he would force her to accept it. They had all grown up together, Giovanni and Carlos were cousins, almost all the Mafia families were related in one way or another and Angelina was a beautiful English teenager who had captured both their hearts. She had arrived in Sicily with her friends for a working holiday and never gone home. Both men fell in love with her the first time they met, she was helping pick the grapes from the vines on one of the Mafia vineyards. They had gone to help too on the orders of Carlos’ Uncle, the current Mafia Gr

One hour later. The story plot was simple, the mafia devil killed angel's whole family and in return she is going to kill him for vengeance. Angel, in this book is working as his maid but the devil is getting suspicious about his new beautiful maid and all he want to do is know her more but she has kept her identity in furtive.

"Your arrogant ass deserved it... But still I am impressed man how did you manage to get her, I mean I have done business with her and heard that she was kind of a forbidden fruit, how did you managed to get her..." Damian asked curiously. "Sometimes we have to cage things if they don't want to become ours... We are Mafias damian and we need to snatch and cage the things before someone else get them before we do, specially the angelic ones..." Massimo said darkly, smirking at Anamika who was busy talking with rose. "Cage?... She will break every cage, she is strong and not to mention she is not scared of anyone, it's the other way around..."

asked Renata, and the more she cried, the more Angela couldn't bear to see her. "Renata, actually, Doctor Bastian is the son of your father's enemy; he is a mafia in Switzerland. He approached you only to carry out his mission of revenge on your family, "explained Angela. Renata frowned at her sister-in-law. "Sis Angela is lying. How could Doctor Bastian be a mafia member?He's a good man, even very gentle with each of his patients. How is it possible that a person who always saves a patient is a mafia member?" Renata didn't believe Angela's words at all.

They seemed to be fine and they were having a chat amongst themselves. I gave a subtle knock, and then asked for the files, he said he brought them so I told him to drop everything I'm my room. Some of my men that were injured during my attack on my competitor's camp were already getting better while some of them still had a bit of healing to go. It was already nighttime by the time Damien got back, I retired to my room after I had checked up on the man in the basement. He has confessed to teaming up with another Italian mafia who also wanted a contract I was pursuing.

Castle. The question lodged in my throat like broken glass. “Is it the mafia?” I froze. For a moment, I thought I misheard him. I wanted to believe I did. But Angel was staring at me—sharp, breathless, deadly calm. Like he’d already put the pieces together and just wanted to see if I’d open up to him. I could’ve said yes. I could’ve said no. I could’ve told him that the truth is somewhere between justice and madness—that I’m not who he thinks I am, not who anyone thinks I am.

Gerrard didn’t want me, at least that’s what I kept telling myself. I had enough money to pay for another night. The envelope still sat on the nightstand where I dropped it yesterday, untouched. Next to it was the man's business card; Dante Amari. It was clean, minimalist, the kind of card that didn’t need color or graphics to feel powerful. Just his name, his title, and a number that could change my life if I dared to call it. I picked it up and turned it over slowly in my fingers, wondering how it might feel to start over. To burn this life down and disappear. To be someone new, someone untethered. He said he could help me break free, and I believed him.