Almighty Imperial Gangsters Novels & Stories

I rolled my eyes. Alfonso was a gangster; mafia would have suited him best but whatever. He was mostly involved in gambling and drug trafficking. He was known to be cold and ruthless. He had gained himself the name, ‘Iceman’, as he would show no emotion while torturing people who wronged him. I couldn’t believe they wanted me to lie to this man.

As one of them moved to stab Shayan, a firm grip stopped him. All eyes turned to see RV standing in the doorway with a murderous glare, holding the goon's hand tightly. Shayan's lips curled into a smirk at the sight of his friends arriving with equal determination. The combined force of the "Great Black Tigers" quickly subdued the goons, leaving them unconscious on the floor.

My phone rang, making me release her. She coughed, grasping for air as I picked up my phone. Ricco is the dialer. I took the call. "Sup?" "OG." "What's going on?" I asked, taking notice of his dull voice. "Them Jerkins boys, OG. They are at it again." Motherfuckers. "What they do this time?" I asked as Imani got on her feet and headed towards the stairs. I stared at her as she walked. "They burnt two malls in the hood."

“You ended it.” Leo stepped forward and embraced his real father for the first time — a long, fierce hug that carried decades of stolen time. As the group stood among the ruins of the old estate, Leo made his declaration. “I’m not taking the Don’s seat. Not as Rossi. Not as Moretti. We dissolve the old titles. New structure. A council of the surviving capos who swear to reform — no more Council of shadows, no more endless wars. We go legitimate where we can. We protect our people. We end the old cycles. And anyone who wants out… gets to walk.”

I've been there meetings twice, when they planned about the kidnapping of the daughter of the multi-billionaire—Everleigh. Code Red and Code Black—they are dangerous. I haven't seen there whole face even before. They always wear huge capes, hoods with long sleeves to complete their covering. Their voices seemed to be a kind of familiar to me, but I think I'm just hallucinating. I need to stop their boss. I don't need to catch his tentacles just to reached him. I just need him! He is the brain, if he's gone, it's game over. And it is a huge complexity to me finding and chasing him! D-mn it!

asked Wilbur. Bailey sat down next to him with a frown. "The Mighty Tiger Gang is one of the biggest underground gangs in Gamuda City. Their leader, Cade Lonen, is called the Bloodthirsty Tiger. He's what you would call a cultivator, and he's ruthless. I heard that the Mighty Tiger Gang even has people from the government in their gang. They've got Gamuda City wrapped around their finger, and everyone has to do whatever they say. You might be a good fighter, but you're not from here. You're not going to be any match for them, I really think you should just go back. Wilbur chuckled. "Aren't you scared?"

"Perhaps you don't know me, I'm Clancy McCain, King of New York City" On a regular day, I'll begin raining down fire without discussing terms but Sofia was in there. I wouldn't want to hurt her in the process of trying to rescue her. It'll ruin my chance to win her over. The masked gangsters stared at themselves for a moment and then back to me. They didn't let down their weapons and that made my brows furrow. My title is always enough to send gangs trembling for fear. How dare they? Such disrespect. One of them stepped forward to say, "Unfortunately, we won't show you any respect, Mr. McCain. The Eastern gang is now under a new leadership"

Even Rodolfo himself wasn't spared as he had ended up sustaining some injuries. "Who the fucking hell did this? They must be tired of living to dare mess with me!" "Boss, it was this new gang said to be conquering territories all around, they are called the phoenix." "Phoenix? Who is the leader of this gang? Who is so damned gutsy enough to dare?!" "I'm sorry boss, but the identity of that person had been hidden, but yes, their men are very powerful the blood gang couldn't stand against them."

With a dozen against one, they were confident of victory. "We require additional compensation for this," the gang's leader declared, raising the stakes. The rotund man frowned, agreeing begrudgingly. "I get it. Just get it done." "Money solves everything." The gang leader chuckled, leading his group toward Alexander. However, before they could approach, a powerful force sent them to their knees, immobilizing them completely. What could ordinary people do against someone with semi-Empyrean strength? "You're a martial artist!" the gang leader exclaimed in horror, cursing the rotund man for leading them into such a predicament.

I could feel her hesitation in her voice. " We can argue later. Hit me on my head. " I said to her. " You can pretend. " She said. " He is Duante Rego, The Mafia Emperor. He will easily get this. " I heard footsteps increasing, " He's coming. Do it fast. Give both guns to Duante. You know the summary. " I said. She nodded and hit me with the back of the gun on my head. I felt hot red blood, dripping down. It got black all of a sudden as I hit the ground.