Best Cartel Books Novels & Stories

"The Central Line Cartel is the name of your group. Barbson Empire and TMG are undercover for the cartel as the cartel is undercover for the FBI. You work with the FBI and recruit undercover agents to expose drug cartels, mafias, and their lords. Am I right?" "Yes. That's exactly the summary of everything I just told you," Dad confirmed and Mum nodded. "Wow," I mouthed. "It's just the... the word cartel sounds so evil that I never imagined anything good could come out of it." "I understand. I didn't imagine the same when I found out." "So everything about TMG being a shipping company is false?" "No not everything. The staffs for both companies— Barbson Empire and TMG— are different from the

My chest was heaving as I looked at him. "Did you not think this was something I should have known about?" I asked icily. "I told you everything about me." "I told you everything important, the Cartel is just something on the side-" "On the side?! Leo! The entire world knows of it! It’s a growing criminal organisation birthed in the United Kingdom, not even that old, yet it has grown at a terrifying rate! One that is responsible for the largest quantity of drugs being brought into the country, and you just miraculously forgot to tell me?"

I wondered if he had gotten better since all the years apart. When I’d played him ten years ago, he’d had a tight style of play. One that was rare but exceptionally efficient. He did not bluff, and he did not overbet—the exact opposite of my strategy. Our games were always challenging as we mirrored each other. He lifted his eyes to mine, and against my will, my heart turned over in my chest. Unfortunately, his handsome face revealed nothing to indicate he felt the same way. The poverty of his homesteading Alaskan childhood, so different from mine, had pushed him to create a billion-dollar cartel worldwide. It was one of the most powerful and influential cartels in the country.

I sigh, "Look, man. If you don't talk now, they'll just kill you and get another bastard to give them what they want. Just tell them and you might walk free. Do yourself a favor." His eyes displayed his internal struggle until finally he sighed and opened his mouth. "I work for the Los Torros Cartel." I blinked, caught off guard. The Los Toros Cartel was a puny cartel driven on drugs and underground betting in Mexico. They were small and untrained. They tend to stay under the radar of Mafias and bigger Cartels. They kept to themselves mostly but for them to outright declare war on one of the biggest Mafia families in the world, someone like the Corretti's, it's suicide. Why would they risk i

Sold to Diaz Cartel . Chapter 59: neither life or death . At first, Althea had thought of it as impossible. Soon enough she learnt that everyone knew the Cartel Family had defeated all the other mafias in past, rising to the elite position they enjoy now thanks to the strong loyalty everyone has for their leader. Yet, a chain is only as strong as its weakest link. And Althea was the weakest of them all. Surprisingly, collecting information about the weaknesses of the mansion and its security was the easiest part. In the beginning, Althea was overwhelmed by the complexity of the task just to find out that men talk an awful lot when they think the slut sucking them is only there for the drugs.

“Why don’t you shut the fuck up? If I’m here is because it’s necessary not because I wanted to come. I know you’re an imbecile that always needs my help. What if the other cartel doesn’t want to pay what is agreed?” “Maybe because it’s agreed I’m here.” Camilla gave him her worst gesture. “Such a stupid.” She murmured while dressing for the big night. The instructions were clear. Camilla and Bastian had to be where the merchandise was going to be delivered. The other cartel was going to be there to pay for the same one. This was going to be the first time stretching the hand of that cartel. People in the business said they were one of the worst cartels; they had killed more than any other c

"Fine, I get it. I'm just being careful so we don't start a mob war or the cartel thinking someone is out there doing their job, they might file you as a threat to them and decide to take your heads before you come for theirs" Luca scoffed, "The mobs and cartels coming for me? I look greatly forward to it but that won't be happening because non of this concerns them, whatever happens in your territory is your business, I'm not murdering cartel members or mob but greedy bastards that try to extend their business to a taken territory, and that is understood. The mafia and the cartel know this " The cartel was a group that controls the prices of illegal drugs and competition in the drug market,

THIRD PERSONS P.O.V. 2012 “The conversation is getting pleasing” Carter smiled “I am the Don of El Cartel del Lobo, and through a few light researches, I found out you are the heads of the double axes clinic, I want something light from you, the benefits? A college scholarship for your son in an elite school, I run the strings of it, it’s best to think very early of the kids future, he is a promising young man isn’t he?”

“Now you will see what the other side of death looks like'' Tessa whispers “You think I don't know, I should have followed her and only god knows what our fate is from a minute here on' Alex replies just staring at Carlson steps out of the car. He looked tired as hell. Black market deals were not something he did very often, but it sure did happen a few times within the year. Unlike the others, Carlson Cobswell was more righteous trying so hard to be on the good side with his goods and businesses. He was not just the richest for no reason but for holding the biggest and most influential businesses run with clean money. He was not a fan of dirty money and it made his rivals hate him even more

The fire house incident was described as a retaliation hit from another crew, a known drug den for cartel members operating from New Mexico with smaller splinter-groups stretching across 30 states. Carlos Suarez was 41 years old, leader of the cartel and as ruthless as they came. He was linked to over 30 deaths, some of them gruesome, but despite eye-witness testimony, he’d never been convicted of a single crime. He played under the radar, had others do his dirty work for him and liked his women young.