Best Books About Gangsters Novels & Stories

He leaned on his motor and began to read. Dear Gangster, Lucifer Cuenca, the name of the man who received and I am not ashamed. A lot is being stoned about me being a Psycho and Weirdong girl. I've been seeing you at school for a few years but you just talked to me too. I will never forget how we started talking.

I poured myself a glass of water and drank it in one go. Nikolai “The Devil” Costello, El Padrino. I shook my head, nope, not going to believe it unless I talk to him myself. I made my way out of the kitchen and went straight to the library. Since I had nothing to do, I settled on reading a book. I surveyed the huge library and finally found a book that seemed interesting enough to read. “Mafia and Mafiosi by Henner Hess” With a book in my hand, I walked back to Nikolai's seat to read but halted in my steps as I saw him already sitting on it.

If he wanted his daughter back and revenge on her mother, he wouldn’t come out of the woodwork until both women were within his grasp. Jake knew the types he’d seen enough men like that in among the captains of industry. The rich were ruthless, the only difference between gangsters, the mafia, and the elite was slim. The lines blurred between the ones who played by the law, the ones who didn’t get caught, and the ones who thumbed their noses at the laws and rules.

I've been misunderstanding him all these while, I decided to read books about gangsters in his personal library when i was still mourning my child to kill away boredom. Shockingly i found out his books are more of gangsters, I decided to read one of them, that was when i found out that gangsters don't fall in love, their lover are always seen as a weakness cause most of them are not strong, that's why he has been begging me to kill my feelings cause he feels he is not good enough for me. We are in this together from now on, I placed his hands on my and slept off on his body. Noah pov's

After that, he grabbed hold of Bea’s hand and he glared at Brandon, a final warning before he left the place wordlessly. Even though Brandon was usually a very ruthless man, being in the contempt of Gerald made him so timid that he dared not even breathe too loudly around him. For one, he was shocked by how brutal Gerald was when he beat up his men. Also, Gerald seemed to have completely disregarded Jeremy as they spoke. This made Brandon feel as though Gerald was not a mere simpleton. After all, how did these gangsters make their living? Was their income based on their territory? Obviously not! To put it bluntly, gangsters must’ve been relying on their connections to make a living!

“My mother didn't want me to be in direct line of fire, but she didn't forbid me from doing business. I started an investment firm a few years ago. And as it is in financial circles, the worst gangsters are the ones who walk around in suits and ties. From a certain amount of money, the hegeduns come into play, that's the way it is. And word of success gets around! Could of course have something to do with my grandiose appearance! ”He joked and smiled in amusement.

These gangsters were full of rage earlier, but after Porter finished talking, they huddled together and shivered violently in fear. Charlie sneered in amusement as he looked at their frightened expressions. These gangsters were always so nasty and arrogant. Today was finally the day where they were scared out of their wits. The best way to deal with these evil forces in the United States was to double-cross them. You had to fight knives with guns and be more fearsome than they were. Moreover, morality did not exist in the people in this line of work. Morality was a more stringent code of conduct than the law. All illegal things violated morality, but not all things that violated morality wer

shouted Orella, who was still confused by Dante's answer because all she had seen that night was Dante. Orella was surprised and didn't have time to dodge when the man ran up to her and took the necklace that was in her hand. She also saw the man grinning. "You and Dante are as stupid as Juan," the man said to Dante and Orella. She stared at the man who had just taken her necklace and put it in his pants pocket. She still couldn't believe that her brother's killer wasn't Dante. "Fool! He's Juan's real killer!" said Dante.

I sighed and pursed my lips in a thin line—trying my hardest to no spat something that could anger my mother. Okay, so, she knows his family. And because of that, she thinks that he’s a person with a good morale. Morale. Big word. When I think about how he looked like someone who would kill everyone on his way, I almost get chills. It makes me think about all the gangsters I’ve seen…only, he’s worse. He’s more ruthless. He’s more imposing. I don’t know. Maybe, that’s why I can’t stand his presence. Maybe, that’s the reason why I keep saying that he’s cocky.

Fuck all that bullshit of 'You can choose your friends, not family', and 'Blood is thicker than water', yeah right! Since I've got this degree and my money, I'm going to start a business for myself and move to a different city. Where I'm not known for being the 'dangerous gang leader' who kills children for fun, which is not true! I want to be known as Mr Rossi, the businessman. A new man, there's always redemption, right? Away from the crime I was born into and left to by my parents when they died leaving me with a horrible man at a young age. He's dead now, no point in wallowing in the past.