Mafia

Caden Voss was dead or so the world thought. A rogue fugitive and former top black ops agent, Caden is pushed into a survival game of death when he discovers his life has been manipulated by a covert government program. His identity stolen, replaced with a clone, and buried under several layers of deception, Caden sets out on a quest for revenge against those who betrayed him. In a battle against time, Caden must discover the truth regarding Project Revenant, a mission to create flawless soldiers. With his adversaries hot on his heels at every turn, including the deadly clone who shares his face, Caden's only friend may be a woman from his past whose secrets may transform everything. Betrayal. Revenge. Identity. And the truth that might destroy them all.

When Victor Lazarus, the world's most powerful art broker, dies suddenly, the international art scene holds its breath. For decades, Lazarus built an empire not by owning the world's rarest masterpieces, but by exhibiting them—Monet, Van Gogh, Rembrandt, Da Vinci, Hokusai, and more. These works, entrusted to him by the world's wealthiest collectors, turned his gallery into their stage: where masterpieces drew crowds, prestige, and profit, until the moment the owners chose to sell. Now, with Lazarus gone, the curtain is rising on the greatest auction of the century. Twelve priceless works, each carrying centuries of history, are set to leave his gallery forever. For the elite, it is a chance to claim cultural immortality. For the press, it is a spectacle without equal. For one crew of six, it is something else entirely. They see more than paintings under glass. They see a once-in-a-lifetime fortune, one last performance of Lazarus's legacy, only rewritten in their favor. With few months to prepare, outthink security systems, staff rotations, and every eye that will be watching. Few months to pull off a heist that would shatter records and rewrite history. But art has a way of ensnaring those who covet it. In the chase for fortune, the question is not only whether the heist can succeed, but whether Lazarus's legacy will be honored, betrayed, or reborn in the shadows. The Lazarus Job is a razor-sharp thriller of art, ambition, power, and the dangerous game played where beauty and power collide.

Michael had one plan, to save his girlfriend at the mercy of his enemy, he ended up being in jail for three years just for him to return to something atrocious. His lenience is questioned when his girlfriend joined hands with his enemy to mock him, his kindness was taken for weakness Will Michael allow them to go Scot-free, even after ruining him and his career? And what happens when he finds out that his life is filled with mystery and riddles. Each moment unfolds to a new phase of life.

Mike. After his mother's death, he was reincarnated into another body. He lives safely, peacefully and prosperously. But, an incident occurred, causing him to lose his family members. He had no other choice but to join the mafia grup. Until a conflict occurs between mafia groups and he has to fight to save himself. "My Beggest regret is wishing on people." That's The word he said during the war.

In a quest for vengeance, Raymond joined the mafia. At the lowest point of his life, he met Dera. A few years later, he's left with two options; leaving the mafia to focus on his family or staying as an associate - killing for the sake of allegiance. Meanwhile, his departure from the mafia had a reward - death. Will respond choose Dera over the syndicate? What if he did, how would he escape the death penalty? Find out.

Alpha the Mafia billionaire had his own military East gate city had resources like oil gold and base having well equipped militarily he sieged East gate city and took over the government using the iron fist rule Jack live with his mother he saw how people suffered from the governance of the Alpha mafia billionaire he used to hear about the werewolves kingdom with supernatural powers he approached his mother his mother advice him to go to Joshua his grand mother without wasting time he rushed through the militant guarding the city to Joshua Joshua gave him a secret on how to become werewolf by using a black cloth he did as instructed and become a werewolf and rushed to werewolves kingdom king Moses helped the sieged city and destroyed the Alpha the billionaire mafia

Underground is the Top Organization around the World. It has too many Sub-Organization under it and each has the means to rule the Underground World. La Carde Clan was the one who founded the Organization and they aimed for peace and prosperity for their people. They reigned the whole Organization, proudly standing being La Carde but that changed in one night. They were swept out, totally vanished into thin air when the sun rises. They were killed in one night. An arson. The news spread like a wildfire. No one survived. That's why the next in line after La Carde, Morozov Clan took over the throne and made a rule. No one should talk about the "Massacre of the La Carde Clan" if they want to see the light of the day. They considered it taboo. As how it should be.

“Take this knife, drive it into his chest and carve out his heart. Only then would I take you back and love you like before.” He proffered his demand with his men holding down the bastard that abused him some nights ago and took his girlfriend from him. …………… On his kneels, drawing against his shallow breaths with his life on a bleary slope. The door flung open and strange men in sets trooped in coming to his aid. At the verge of becoming a past, a future bloomed that changed everything about his present. From a spineless bastard with nobody that was betrayed by his girlfriend. He aimed to claim her back for revenge, while discovering something about his past. Mystery like no ever surrounded him, and with his newfound legacy; he will navigate through his reign of supreme as he tour on difficulties like never before.

"Name's Andrew Lapis, bud. Just your run-of-the-mill guy coasting through a mundane existence. My family? As average as they come, all huddled under the drab roof of a cookie-cutter house. University? Yep, I'm there too, pulling down grades that'd make any 'ordinary' student proud. Except for Logic Reasoning. Turns out, I've got a knack for that—extraordinarily good, if you ask me. My nightly routine? Well, it's a real nail-biter. Me and my buddy, we hit up the same old coffee shop, play the same old card games. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm no slouch when it comes to those cards. You could say I've got some pretty extraordinary skills up my sleeve. But here's the kicker—life was as dull as dishwater, or at least it used to be. That was until I stumbled upon certain people that turned my world from yawn-inducing ordinary to a whirlwind of the extraordinary. My reality? It flipped like a pancake on a hot griddle. Gone were the days of ordinary, replaced by a high-stakes world of dirty dealings and opulent casinos. So yeah, you could say my life went from poker nights to playing dirty, but in the swankiest casinos you ever did see."

I narrowed my eyes at him and caught glimpse of a guy, standing in a corner and what’s weird is that he wasn’t dancing. He seemed different and odd for all this. He’s looking in my direction, very still and I can see him intermittently. The hat makes it harder to discern. Except for the creepy, fiendish smile, raising the edges of his mouth real slowly. I squinted my eyes at him. He tugged his hat from the right, an expression of a muted Hi! I nodded reflexively and opened my mouth to call Frank, who was busy with stuffing ice cubes in two glasses of beer. “Hey!” I called with my hurting head. “What?” he asked the glasses. “Who’s that? Someone new?” I pointed at him. Frank gave up the stuffing and looked in his direction. “Haven’t seen him before” he said with confusion. . . . Elijah Heath, an eighteen year old teenager was stalked by someone. Read to know who was he? And what made him behave this strangely. Does someone REALLY follows her? Or she's hallucinating like others say? . . . "Is someone there?", I moped around the dim-litted living room. "Guess it's just me. I'm making excuses to cease. No, Elijah! You have to finish this up!". As I ascended three steps, I realized a change in the air pressure around me, an odd creak and a clear presence of heat_ behind me. My breath abated. Just as I plucked the nerve to turn, my ankle was grasped and I slided down as some hand pulled me. My knees rubbed along the hard steps. **Caution**: Contains extremely disturbing content. Read only if you can stand murder and blood descriptions else you might feel nauseous.