Blackie Escobar Novels & Stories

Third Person POV A black SUV comes to a sudden halt in front of an old shack. The dim light turns on inside, and an old man with a body length walking stick comes out. His eyes are white matching his head full of slivered hair, midback length. He wears an old dark gray robe and slips his flip flops on to step outside. "Blake son! Is that you?" The old wolf says. The SUV door opens and Blake makes his way out wearing combat uniform, matching with the uniforms his warriors wear.

I take off my shirt, and like I've done every single day since the last three years, I begin to whip myself. One slash for Mrs Hayes. Two slashes for Mr Hayes. Three slashes for Alexander Hayes. Four slashes for breaking my promise to Lilith Hayes. Five slashes for being coward. "Uh...maybe another time?" Esteban's voice breaks me out of my punishment and I turn over my shoulder to look at him. "No. Sit down." Then, I turn back and set the whip down, picking up my shirt and pulling it over my blood stained back. "We have the Vietnamese cartel on our tail. I want you to find their base here in Mexico and remind them why other houses don't fuck with Los Muertos."

he smiled and turned to leave. “You know El Diablo, I was told you hardly reject a cool business, and with you doing this, it confirmed my suspicion. No man would have been able to pull that stunt last night, no man would have avoided the camera so much, no man would have kidnapped my daughter without leaving a trace, no man would have killed my men so effortlessly like that, no man would have accepted to that job knowing what I will do, no man would have been so efficient in it, no man would have perform the act so clean like that, no man except the infamous El Diablo.”

He'd make the man pay for this botch of a hit job. AUTHOR’S NOTE: I am doing an upspree of 10 or more chapters of Escaping the Mafia Queen today! Get ready for the fun ride <3

He stopped and looked at the young woman in front of him, wondering where and when he had met her, " do I know you?" The moment he asked that question, the smile on her face disappeared, a scowl formed on her pretty face, " don't mess with me lover boy, iam barbie, the girl you took home one night in Las Vegas, have you forgotten me? I have missed you so much" she said, her hand reaching out to touch him. Alex sigh, he could not even remember even the tiniest details about the young lady standing infront of him, he believed what happened in Las Vegas, stays in Las Vegas.

Alexander's POV " Just In! Businessman Brian Black who is the founder of Black Enterprise's has been arrested by the FBI, it is has been said that he is mastermind behind the drug pandemic in New York city, he has been linked with the Columbians cartels who has also been arrested by the FBI, more details at ten." The reporter said. " What the hell?" Ella asked me. I switched off the TV. " I thought that you were in the shower." I said to her.

I sat alone in that row of three seats, and cried and cried and cried. "Donna?" I looked up to see a tall, lanky man with an overgrown beard. "I'm Angelo." He offered. "I am Sergio's underboss." I nodded. "I'm not your Donna. Your Don is inside fighting for his life because of me." Angelo eyed the seat beside me, and I told him to sit down. "Jace is dead." He said. "Good." "Landon is alive, but we have him now." I nodded. "Okay."