Love, Vodka, Bullets: A Mafia Story *ON HOLD*
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  • Reads 1,254
  • Votes 33
  • Parts 33
  • Time 3h 24m
Ongoing, First published May 18, 2016
Mature
Empires rise and fall, in this world. People pay the price everyday, the innocent caught in the crossfire are mourned, while the guilty and wicked are burned in the shadows. The role I play is very simple, to execute, to write the Death certificates and call out the times.

I hadn't been home in seven years, no one speaks of why I left. My enemies believed that I was dead. The call came in at 2:00 a.m. while I was in Venice, Italy. 

I returned to a broken and dying empire, and the only way to save it was to do the unthinkable.
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NOT EDITED PREPARE FOR SPELLING AND GRAMMAR MISTAKES; TRIGGER WARNING: I suck at putting them in the book so if you need one for any reason this is it. Be careful love:) ~~~~~~ Once you become addicted to something it never goes away. And that's what we are addicted. When addicted you'll do anything to get your next fix and for us that involved fighting, murder, and risking our lives just to see the other breathing. and even when your "sober" you'll always be addicted, that will always be your one true craving. That's exactly what happened too. We would set fire to the world around us and never let a flame touch the other because if we did... ... we'd destroy ourselves in the process. Simply I was marked by him And he was marked by me. ~~~~~ THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR GIVING MY BOOK A CHANCE. PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT. I HOPE YOU ENJOY BABE: