Best Gangster Novels Novels & Stories

Taking a deep breath, she braces herself and opens the thick envelope left behind by her mother. Page after page, note after note, and Devyn realised that she didn’t know who her mother was at all. Eden Devynne was a popular blues and jazz singer in the 80s, mostly popular within the Italian underworld. She rubbed shoulders with the Cosa Nostra as if they were her family as well and was respected in the circles. No man touched her because she was the mistress of Luca Bianchi, the mob boss and Capo of the Chicago Outfit. But from what she has read, the Outfit had been destroyed by the Russians a few years ago. There were no heirs left, except for Devyn.

And they have already begun to censor the surroundings. Zach went first and pretended to have someone to talk to inside, only now there was a guard at the entrance of the Battle Underground. "I just have someone to talk to inside," Zach said calmly to the four guards, gangsters as well. The two looked at him with a doubtful look. "Who are you going to talk to, Dos?" Zach's name is Dos in Gangsters World. "I'll just talk to Uno," The four gangsters looked at each other as if something was planned, and he didn't make a mistake when they suddenly released katanas.

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.

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!

"Do you know the names of the gangs?" "No. I never learned them." He smacked his palm to his forehead and sighed. "Sunny?" "Yes, boss?" She sat up straight. "Wanna tell her the names?" "Sure." She nodded. "Snakes and Lions." "Thank you. Now Laura, can you guess which one we are?" "Wait you're all in a gang?" I blurted. All eyes fell on me. Then everyone started giggling, except Bran whose eyes were dead serious and pleading for me to get this right.

He still held my hand. "I know I'm a bad person. My hands and body have been stained with blood. Many breaths have ceased because of me. But there's one thing I can assure you. I don't kill innocent people. I have enemies, my father and I. But I will do my best to shield you from witnessing any heinous crimes because I will protect you from them. I'm a mafia leader, and I control everything related to drugs. I've tasted it, and I won't lie to you. Life, money, wealth are the battles. And I'm willing to leave all of that behind for a simple life with you. I'm ready to change for you, Felicia."

It was of her wearing a blue sunday dress with another woman. “With the nicest secretary I know. Hey, Lisa. It was fun running into you.” She looked great for someone who was hiding her pain. After arriving last week, I wanted to see her right away but all these killing business had to be settled first. There were currently four mafia families in New York—The Gustavos, The Clemenzas, The De Lucas and The Biancis. The Gustavos were the easiest to do business with because all they offered the city’s elites was protection; A private invisible army for the billionaires and their family, so no one would dare touch or cross them. The Clemenzas and De Lucas were all for entertainment. Gambling, who

In an abandoned warehouse, California A dark black Maybach stopped near the entrance. A person stepped out wearing a total black outfit under a long hooded court, which covered the person’s face. Seeing him, the two people on the gate bowed and opened the gate. From outside the place looked like a whole wasted site but no one would believe that this was the place where the headquarters of the most famous and dangerous mafia gang-‘THE DARK KNIGHT’ was located. The most shocking thing about this gang was that it only consisted of five members with no external support. But these five members were very dangerous and it was no surprise that the gang was on the top of the mafia list for five conse

"They number at most thirty. Except for three or four of them, they're novices who illegally immigrated looking for work. But you know how rough Colombians can be. They don't flinch at the sight of blood. They don't care about exposure to the police. That's always the problem with novice gangs." Since the days of Prohibition, the mafia had always moved quietly underground. They extremely disliked exposure and didn't commit more murders than necessary. When they did kill, they did it quietly without leaving evidence, even disposing of the bodies. But gangs were different. Gangs sprayed bullets on the streets and took pride in flaunting their existence. "Moreover, since one of them is a relati

But when I dragged my gaze to his eyes, they were dark and cold. In my distracted state, he whipped out his own pistol, making me yelp and flinch backward. Dante’s pistol flew up, pointing at Viktor’s head, and Viktor’s underboss, Adrian, had his gun trained on Dante’s. Luca, useless and frozen, stared at the scene with his mouth slack. Then Viktor slowly spun the pistol in his palm, holding it by the muzzle, and offered it to me handle-first. I collected it, making sure to point it at the ground before I accidentally started the biggest mob war New York had ever seen.