Mafia Sans Novelas e Histórias

The streets were his home, a cardboard box was the only roof he had over his head, an old jacket he found in the trash was his only blanket and for his meals. He stole and made sure that he was the first to get to one of the restaurants' trash every night to make sure that he had something to eat. His life changed when he stole from a mafia boss, whom everyone was scared of, he was known for being ruthless and killed without mercy especially those who betrayed and stole from him. He was a Russian man with a thick accent and a very powerful aura, that made many shivers at his presence without him having said a word. But when he met him, he gave him a job instead of killing him like everyone thought he would, his job was to be his right-hand man. He was the one who did all the killings and dealing with his rivals. He gave him the name White tiger, one that was born once in every generation, he gave him this name because he said that he had the courage, was smart and cunning. The man was very handsome, tall with broad shoulders and he looked very big for his age. His eyes though were distant, cold, and deadly. One could not look at them longer than a second. His name was Antonio Rodrigues, The White Tiger.

He slid a paper across the table, his eyes cold. " Sign it." She blinked, confused. "Why?" "It’s our marriage certificate." He spoke as if discussing the weather. "I’ve already signed it. Your turn." Siya froze. **Marriage?** To a man like him? Her? A whore. Pregnant. She looked up at him, pleading. "I-I can be your maid. Do anything. Just… don’t hurt my baby." Her voice trembled, careful, trying to bargain with the devil himself. But Abhimanyu’s gaze was relentless, unmoved. His tone cut like ice. "I want you to sign it right now." Her heart hammered in her chest. "But… how… why me?" She stuttered, breaking. "I don’t want to marry you." She stood, defiance shaking her body. The word **marriage** tasted like ash, reminding her of someone she loathed beyond reason. Abhimanyu leaned in, his smile devoid of warmth. "You **will** marry me. Or…" The room fell silent, thick with the unspoken threat. **The world knows** what he is capable of. "Plea.se," she whispered. Her voice was barely a breath. Siya’s legs screamed to run. But there was nowhere to go. His voice low, lethal. "Listen to me, TweetyBird. If I can save you, I can ruin you too.' His eyes darkened. "Sign it. And you’ll be mine." "Why me?" Her voice broke. ************ Siya laid on the bed on her fours, her hands tied together with a handcuff as Abhimanyu thrusted slowly from her back. He changed their position making her completely under his mercy. As the sun rose in the sky, he uncuffed her. "Scream my name!" He groaned going faster than before. But his pace didn’t slacken at all. He had turned into a needy beast, who was ruining every ounce of sanity left in Siya. *********** ***********

"No one will ever be able to murder me; they would never dare." Galante, Carmine. I'm quite aware that I'm not a good man. People were terrified and respected when they heard my name, "Lord" Rolly Exruto Guevara. All in the sake of power, I committed dreadful, brutal, heartless, remorseless, violent things. I was the Capo of The Family, an American Italian crime gang. It's the mafia. Many females want to be at the bottom of my ruthless Mafia, but a man must look for his wife, not a woman who looks for her husband. I want to marry a lady or perhaps have children with a woman. It's what the males in my environment did to get more power and become more powerful. The fruits of my power shall inherit the power. That was my first encounter with Lara Sylvio, Clover's lovely and voluptuous secretary. She is going to be mine. I have her. l id never had such strong feelings for anybody or anything as I had for Lara. Her skin and lips made me feel as though there was something missing in this world, and she filled it in. I wanted Lara to the bone, and I'd make her mine for the rest of my life, not just for one night. A mafia is always a Mafia.

Elena; No one who dared to mess with him lived to tell the tale. Angelo Fabian. Lord of the Underworld and the most dangerous Mafia Lord in the country. But somehow my father did. What's worse when I was offered to him as his plaything, his sexual toy, an experiment to fulfill all his sexual urges. I never knew my life could turn out to be more than the shit show it already was Angelo: In my world, traitors and snitches are a deadly sin. Unforgivable except through death. Until I met her, she was a perfect collateral for my stolen money and I plan to keep her, especially because she was proof that I can still perform and get aroused as a man.

This story mostly follows Cassie. An American twenty-two year old who was orphaned at age of seven years old, and got adopted by the nanny who took care of her. Cassie also had terrible nightmares over what she had seen and heard the night when she turned seven. Damian is the mafia boss, whom Cassie will have to work, live and be with. Damian has a nephew, but only people who don't work for or with him, think the kid is his son. Damian learned to not be too attached to someone very early in life, because the pain is stronger when you realize that they are no longer with you. They hate each other, they are always fighting. But, somehow Damian starts to like her, and so does Cassie. But something horrible has to happen for both of them to realize that they have feelings for each other. What would happen for them to realize that?

“That’s the thing, Perez, I am itchy as fuck for a pussy but not Vivian’s.” “Then whose?” “Ava,” I confessed, “I want to bury my dick in that pussy of hers. I want to fuck the hell out of her and drill a hole inside of her. I want to have her in ways that Nando has never had her. I want to make sure I take what he treasures and destroy it.” “Then do it. Fuck her. She's your plaything, after all.” ***** Like every girl in love, Avaline Richard's dream is to marry the man of her dream, Fernando. But on the day that her dreams are supposed to come through, her life gets thrown under a bus. Her groom is killed on their wedding day, and she is kidnapped by the most ruthless Mafia in Naples, Miguel Castell, for a crime Nando committed years ago. Now Ava's only dream is to escape the clutches of the handsome and sexy, yet dangerous Mafia Lord. But Ava's dreams have developed a habit of turning against her... In this captivating tale of love, hate, betrayal, and blood, follow Ava and Miguel as they weave through the ropes of an impossible world in a world where power means Blood and Guns.

There isn't a single ounce of fear projecting off him as he stands in front of me, his extreme level of authority practically radiating throughout the room. "If you touch her again, the next bullet I shoot will go right through your head. Comprendere?" He warns, and the threat is clear as the eyes of many people around us widen and get scared. .................................... Lula has always liked the idea of capturing memories and moments that will last forever. You can take a picture and know that it will last at least as long as the people in it, if not longer. That is, until she takes a picture of something by accident that will make her regret that one innocent click over and over.

A deal signed in blood. A love she never saw coming. Elena Moretti was never a daughter only a bargaining chip. When her cruel father sells her to the most feared man in the underworld, Adriano Romano, the ruthless Mafia Lord , her nightmare takes a deadly new turn. Cold. Dangerous. Merciless. Adriano doesn’t believe in love only control. Yet the girl he bought refuses to bow. Bound by a deal, trapped by desire, Elena must survive the man whose name makes enemies tremble…and whose touch burns with dangerous warmth. Will she lose herself to the chains he forged or make him fall to his knees?

“Are you fucking stupid! Stay away from me, I cannot love you,” he snarled out his frustration as he pushed me away from him. The action hurt more than his words as I looked at the distance he had now created between us. Glaring at the back of his head I wondered if I should just tell him about my visions, about how much he would love me, but what if he thought I was crazy? “Is it that you cannot love me or will not love me?” I asked my frustration matching his. Why is nothing going the way it should? His shoulders tensed but he didn’t turn to look back at me as he said in a cold and uncaring voice, “Believe whatever you want to.” This push and pull game that he was playing with me was too much and holding back my tears I said, “You will regret this and when you do I will not make it easy for you.” My visions never lied to me. *** Silia Morgan can see glimpses of the future. They are usually insignificant but she is always excited to see them come true. So imagine how she must feel when for the first time ever, she saw in her vision about a stranger kissing her. After that peek into the future she cannot wait for it to come true that is until she finds out that the mystery man is none other than the Mafia Don Draven Calix. To have a future with one of the most cold-hearted criminals wasn’t what she wanted but her visions say the opposite. Can a love between an ordinary girl and a scary Mafia King be possible? Her visions say it can but the reality doesn’t seem to agree with it.

~BOOK TWO OF LOVING MY REJECTED LUNA~ “Just let me worship you as much as I worship your body".. ~ Levi Medici hadn't known what he had gotten himself into when he saved Karla. He wasn't one to ignore a damsel in distress but there was something about her that drew him in at first glance. He wanted to protect her, that was all he wanted but falling for her wasn't a very difficult task but they couldn't be together with the forces that were against their relationship. They both had messed up lives and being together would be a disaster waiting to happen but anytime he stared into her hazel eyes, everything except them faded away. Were they both going to take up the chance and fight for what they had or give up and let the forces win? What happens when the consequences of them being together becomes fatal?