Истории Mafia3

Mia is part Giorgi Marcano's and Lincoln clays world ever since Giorgi introduced her to Lincoln then he CIA man John Donovan fell for her

'One moment, I'm getting ready to get on a plane to Jamaica with my friends and coworkers, the next I find myself on the streets of New Orleans with all my stuff. You probably wondering why that weird, well did I forget to mention it the year 1968?!?! 50 YEARS IN THE PAST!!!! How the hell I'm going to get back to my time?!?!' These were Rosebel thoughts as she planned to go on a vacation with her friends but suddenly finds herself in New Orleans of the year 1968 with no way to get back to and no one to help her. Well, not unless you include a Vietnam War veteran. Will Rosebel ever get back to her time? Will Lincoln fall in love or end up heartbroken?

Mafia 3 one shots with Lincoln,Donovan,Vito and Danny. So far

Vito Scaletta was killed by Lincoln Clay. For not deal. or he got betrayed Lincoln Clay to deal for burke. Or not dead. Vito was got second Chance and sent to new world. He Sent a New One, New better place from the city. New American Dream. Los Santos. What if Vito will live here and meet someone. (I don't not own GTA V And Mafia 2/3.)

When Sal loses his number one gunrunner in New Bordeaux, he turns to the only Irish Gunrunners in town. The IRA, headed by "The Smuggler". Unfortunately for Lincoln, Sal got to them first, killing a bunch of the Enforcers from Ireland, with only one escaping the massacre. Now hiding out in the Hollow, Casa is planning her revenge, when The Haitians come across her hideout. Fallout New Vegas OC x Mafia 3

Ariana D'Antonio daughter of Vito Scaletta, decides to do what she has wanted to do for few years. Which is to escape from her mother and abusive step father and move to New Bordeaux to find her father. After her escape, she becomes friends with Giorgi Marcano and the rest of the criminal youth of New Bordeaux. Soon Ariana realizes she has feelings for Giorgi, but there's few problems between them. Will Ariana find her father? Will Ariana and Giorgi fall in love?

hey guys and gals this im first rwby male reader insert so please be nice, and i am open to any helpful critizism, so if you have anything that will well i will make a page just for that near the start of the book^^, also i do know own any of the charaters all belong to their respectful companies

I've known two men in my life who did things with guns other than shoot roses at the fair. One was shooting, that I could eat. The other pointed a gun at my friends, at me, and in the end shot for me. And instead of rose petals, more often than not, there were bullets on the ground. Lead roses. - The plot doesn't always match the plot in Mafia 1 and Mafia 2. Everything is fictional, and there may be discrepancies with the time period in which the story takes place. I always welcome correction. And please take it easy. Mafia, violence and criminals are not really a subject that is somehow romantic. Please note, the text is translated from Czech and English is not my native language. Again, if you find any spelling mistakes, let me know.

{I highly recommend reading 1965 before this. It will save a whole lot of confusion, and a whole lot of explaining. Thank you.} 1968. New Bordeaux, Louisiana. After the events of Vietnam, Sofia and her newlywedded husband, John Donovan, head on down to the south, where their best friend, Lincoln Clay, is in need of help. The help? To avenge his family's death. And the person he's preying after is no one else than the mobster who rules the city himself; Salvatore Marcano, and his grubby son, Giorgi. "You remember those sleepless nights in Vietnam, Sofia? Where we would just stare up in the starry sky, and wonder "why are we were still here?", "Why are we even doing this?" I remember lying on my back, imagining the day I came back home to them, walking through my old man's bar, and being swallowed by his, and my brother's warm embrace." The African-American paused. Tears clouded up in his eyes, and it was the first time I could see grief wash over his face. "And now I'm all alone again. I'm right back at where I started. I'm right back at square one. I got no one." My words could barely make it past my lips. My soft pair of lips trembled out of pity, and of worry for my best friend. I shook my head in negligence at his claim. "You're wrong. You got us," I grabbed his calloused hands, which were twice the size of mine. "We're a family too."