Vitoscaletta Stories

A bunch of raunchy/romance oneshots where I'll practice my writing skills. Mostly Reader x Character stuff.(yall can try leaving some requests too)

Frank West and Vito Scaletta, team up, as they both encounter zombies in their midsts in a mall thats gone to a Living Hell. However, there is something that caused the outbreak, mainly by an outsider and a man whom Vito knows well. Together they must bring down the two men, along with more corruption that comes because of it.

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

Nobody i know of does these here, so here i am!

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?

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.)

Oneshots anyone? (and sorry about the Halloween ones, but there'll be more for sure on this one.)

The title says it all.

Joe gets drove home after a night of drinking

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.

Requests: [closed] There isn't any Mafia fanfic and that fills me with great disappointment, so I'm writing imagines. Feel free to request. Tommy Angelo Sam Trapani Paulie Lombardo Vito Scaletta Joe Barbaro Henry Tomasino Lincoln Clay John Donovan If you want want anyone else specific just let me know when you request.

{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."