Cool Gang Names Novels & Stories

Feline Zamora-18, Layla Rivera-18 Drew Samonte-18 & Aiden 18- Phem Montes=21, Craig Alegre= Ethan Garcia= Izzy Montero=17 Theron Morales=18* Haidei Castillo=19 Rian Flores=17 Natalie Guevarra- Kobie Perez-19 Styles- Luke- Liam Flores- ..... Groups..... Stygian Beasts=Stan's Army. Rubicund Monsters=Kerwyn's Comrade. Dark Mafias=Drew Samonte's gang. Red Assassins= Ian Mercado's group. Rogue Sharks= Nate Guevarra's gang. Lethal Snakes- Ruffian Ninja=Haidei gang And more CORDOVA CITY...

Dominic asked him. "Hm, I am thinking of... black knights? But, do we need to change our group name?" asked Kian. And they all said yes in unison except Kaleb and Vance. Kian raised his hands in surrender. And then, "Oh! I get it! What if...'SMΛKN TAMB'?" Kian said excitedly. "Kian!" "Luna!" Kian flinched and Kaleb is laughing like a mad man. Kian pouts crossing his arms on his chest. "Why so mean? What's wrong with that? At least it contains all of our initials." Kian mumbled.

She said breathing in "Yea thanks" "Now will you talk" I said sarcastically "The Blackshaw family are the Black Shadow gang" "The gang name was derived from our name and we all lived peacefully with the Volcano gang" She paused staring at me "You might be wondering who the Volcano gang are" "Okay, they are Seth's family, well, Seth and his brother, Royal left the volcano gang because of an incident so they created this gang, SJH CASSANOVA GANG"

Eunice “What are you doing here in our territory?” Mitch asked as we met MiZa. We all stood up right in front of four women wearing black masks and black fitted overalls. I could cringe at their costume. As a matter of fact, Nanette is already snorting at them. “What are you laughing at, Dipper?” M asked as she gritted her teeth. We have faced this same gang before but I still don’t understand why their codenames are literally the letters of their gang name. Or was it the other way around?

I urged more to get information on why we were involved with this gang group. "Your Dad founded it with three of his friends," Mom began as she recalled the past. "They called their group NAME which the abbreviations of their first name: Nathaniel Valentine, Aston Blackburn, Malum Colvin, and Elric Krause. It was not entirely a gang but merely a group of activists aiming for political and social change. Back then, the town was infested of authorities smuggling weapons and drugs in the dark. Gangs appeared everywhere and they were protected by the local government. The neighborhood was getting involved with the war. They made our town a rendezvous point. There were unexplainable deaths and ac

the lady with a tattoo on her cheekbone and sort of metal attached to it - I was thinking this is the way they're paying their fees and such. She holds a western voice and her hair is dyed with blue like evening - she's pretty and I bet Wayne can hook it doozy on this one. "So this is his third time being an a-hole eh?" I inquired. "Yeah, he's one of the gangs that lurk in the night, they called themselves NightOwls, pretty bullsh*t, right? and in the morning they're always high and hot-tempered as always". She said and as the light goes green, all the crowd behind us stroll forth and didn't give a cr*p about that punk who got arrested for jaywalking.

“Sit down. You’re hovering.” I sat, grateful, but didn’t let it show. “What’s the job?” “It should be easy, for a guy like you.” He leaned toward me, elbows on his knees. “Two upstarts merged against us this past month. There’s an Irish motorcycle gang from the damn suburbs, of all places, and a group from up north that calls itself the Ragers. Together, they say their new gang’s called the Dusters, so fine, that’s their name.” “Not a great name,” I said, shrugging. “I thought it was a joke when I first heard it.”

Damien’s room had become the official meeting place for the 'Hexers' as they were now calling themselves. It felt good to have a name for the group that didn't focus on their victim status. "I still think we should have gone with the Punishers," Kiaan—the comic book fan of the group—commented. Jess laughed. "Na, then I'd have to walk around in kinky boots and leather with a whip or something weird." Damien whistled. "I'd pay to see that."

he added. "Who said I won't come?" I smirked. "Yown!! The troop is complete again." they said at the same time then they high 5ed. "No one to leave! Co. Founder." they said and they shook hands with me. The hand of Gangs. "Of course, we're brothers." I added. "Brother, before the rope is broken, don't blame or come clean, this whole scandal is just a misunderstanding is-------." the boys sang. Really crazy people. That's a song by 187mobstaz. I was suddenly terrified. Are they abnormal? Jejedays.

My hands clench into fists. I let him off too easily that night. Gio nods, keeping his gaze on his screen. “No problem. We'll find him.” “E lo rovineremo.”(And we'll ruin him.) Lorenzo echoes, his jaw clenched. A smile tugs on my lips as I stare at my Brothers. The four brothers of Lupi Di Sicilia. Wolves Of Sicily. Our gang name runs high in Chicago and we’re known not to be messed with. But some gangs still like to test us out. Much to their doom.