Black Souls Gang Novels & Stories

"Sir, I have heard about a new gang that has lately been too effective in Southeast Italy" Vincent frowned. "What is their name?" "The Scorpions. I have heard that despite being a newbie they plan and make their moves like a pro. Recently they have robbed around two thousand banks and killed all the secret agents, cops and even the spies of the Italy's intelligence agency. Everyone is in shock as to how come they can even recognise them. The country's intelligence agency had shared the latest information about this gang. The gang becomes active only at night but makes his secretive and fatal move. They love bloodthirst like vampires as they would kill their enemies in the most inhuman and me

Archmaster announced. “Let’s go, Black Thunders,” I signaled them and dragged Raid with me. The others followed us and good thing we arrived there just on time though we are the only team they were waiting before they could start the activity. Without further much a do, we lined up next to Glade and Deborah’s squad, the team of Unstoppable Horns. Raid laughed at Glade when he first heard the name of their team from his best friend but Glade explained that their team’s name was derived from their celestial spirits, which both have horns. Well, that makes sense. My train of thoughts were cut off when Archmaster Leonard spoke again.

she scolded. “I'm sorry, Bianca,” I paced back and forth in my bedroom, worry gnawing my mind. I defended, “But you know I wouldn't have reached out to you if I didn't have a big problem.” She sighed, “So what's this problem about?” “I want to know about a gang that has a star tattooed on their neck,” I described some no further details to her and asked, “Who are they?” Bianca sucked her teeth thrice, “Bad news. They are from the White Star gang, the fourth largest gang in the country. Their leader, Duncan was just released from prison a few months ago after he raped his wife's mother.”

“They are friends, and if you ever get in trouble, any of them can be expected to help you. Who are your enemies?” “The Zombies, with Zombie obviously as their Alpha, and The Suns, with Sunny as their Alpha,” I reply instantly. We had gone over this yesterday, and as always, Clay checks if I remember what he told me. “Zombies have a Z tattoo on their left arm, and The Suns have a sun on their right forearm.” I pause before asking, “Why are their gangs named after themselves?” “Because Zombies have aspirations of grandeur,” Clay explains. “And with Sunny, it’s more him who is named after the gang.”

Not quite a shadow. The Pale One smiled — faint, knowing. “You shouldn’t be here,” it said, voice carrying the echo of a thousand deaths. “I could say the same,” Soreth replied, though his throat was dry. “You shouldn’t exist.” The Pale One tilted its head. “And yet, here we both are. Two ghosts searching for the same truth.” “What truth?” “The one your masters buried.” The Pale One’s form flickered — now nearer, close enough for Soreth to see the faint shimmer of symbols written across its skin. “The Soulbound were the price of your immortality. You just forgot who paid it.”

“Now, first things first, I'll tell you about all the gangs we have here, we have the black bratva, they are the ones with the anchor sign, the girl you described you will see the anchor tattoo on her neck, that's a sign that she's a member of the gang, they have these tattoos to be able to identify and know their gang member, second is the Queens girls, they are always chewing gums every minute of the day, and they have Queens crown tattoos, but it's on the left arm, and the uniform covers it so you don't get to see the tattoos, but whenever you see anyone chewing gums regularly, just know it's them,” “Okay,” I bobbed my head paying full attention to her as she motioned her head in the dire

Then he forces a smile. “Lucas!” The man behind him steps forward. Boaz keeps his gaze locked on mine. “Wolf Gang. Who are they?” “They’re popular—up and coming,” Lucas replies. “They deal in the real stuff. Drugs. Trafficking. Anything that can be shipped overseas. Their former boss, Katrina, died a few years ago. They’re now led by her lover. Word is he’s psycho, but smart.” “And is there a weak link?” Boaz asks. Lucas tilts his head, thinking.

Lee, thrown off to his death. He walked down the hallway and resumed the call. “Just sit back, don’t attack them, the boss is in a meeting. Keep a tag on the girl and get back to me if you find anything” “Okay sir” the guard replied and hung up the call. Thomas sighed and kept walking down. Meanwhile, the inside guard sighed and cursed loudly as he was instructed not to attack. this was a perfect opportunity, he was alone, no guards and they were just going to waste it.

He turned to the girl in front of him with a soulless expression. "I just followed the gunshot. Watching you? I had no business and I'm going to watch you? As for who I am, it's none of your business." The girl's eyes filled with anger as she smiled sarcastically and looked at the person in front of her from head to toe. He looked at her face and raised an eyebrow. She tied her hands to her chest. "As for who you are, I took my word back. There are thousands of workers working here. Anyway. I don't want to see you here again, let this be the last time. It's the first time I see someone who is afraid of gunfire."

He cleaned his bloody body gazing behind him at the small target board where he had hung his biggest enemies’ picture. Once done, decking up in fresh clothes, he grabbed a few darts and threw them across the board hitting directly in the middle of the person’s head. “Simone Thompson, you’ll be finished soon.” A knock on the door disturbed him and as he gave his permission to the people to enter, two men dressed in black came in and as they looked at the naked dead body, they gulped but immediately controlled themselves as their boss turned around. “What are you waiting for?” “Pack the body and send it as a gift to the Bitch Thompson, so that she will know we’re not her puppets and will never