Disney Princess Gangster Novels & Stories

Toby’s voice penetrated her frightened mind and she clung to it seeking her magic as the three men approached her, ‘Look at her, she’s lush, I’m going to enjoy this’ ‘Worth every penny, how many guys get to say they fucked a Disney Princess’ ‘Shut up and get on with it, just remember her ass is mine’

I ask, Justin looks at me as if he can't believe I said that, "Hey, don't be scared. I'm your mate, I'll keep my mouth hush-hush forever and ever. What is it, drugs? Underground wolf fights? Thievery? Mafia? Gang stuff? I bet that's why those guys showed up. They're your gang? What's the name of the gang? My brother got caught in a gang once, but he got kicked out. Maybe it was yours. Justin, why do you look like that? Is it worse than gang stuff? Oh, shit. Are you a killer? You can trust me, just say it!" God, he’s making my nerves go crazy with his intense stare and silence. "I'm a prince," he finally says, shutting me up because my mind cannot comprehend, "My name is Justin Kallistar, I'm

I added. "Yes my princess, I'm yours" ****

Forget space travel—explain the Tupperware phenomenon! Speaking of space, let’s imagine aliens. Not the scary, slimy kind, but the kind that lands here, looks around, and says, “You people pay money to watch other humans eat food online? You invented planes but still argue about pineapple on pizza? And you call your leader a Prime Minister even though they’re rarely first at anything?” The aliens would probably just leave, shaking their green heads in disbelief.

She whispered to her own self. "What?" He asked her loud and clear. "So you are from that mafia gang, Stalza." She screamed on top of her lungs since she was scared. And to her reaction, the men around her pushed their ammunitions further to her throat. "Hehe," his eyes lit up, "That's right princess. I am from that dirty mafia gang everyone is talking about." He got up and spread his arms, as though he was trying to say that he own the entire world,

I felt nothing. This was just the beginning. Just then, a crew of thugs in cheap suits crashed the party. "Marco Ricci, you son of a bitch!" one of them roared. "Where's our money? The return you promised on our investment!" The room went silent. Marco's face was white. "Who are you? Security!" "We're your early investors!" another man shouted, pointing at Marco. "You took our money, and now that your company's gone public, you're trying to cut us out?"

You know you are one of ma paradise, shawty," he said, kissing my knuckles again. "One of?" "A lot of things make a gangster's paradise, baby. Money, guns, power, and his beautiful queen, which is you, baby." He said, kissing my knuckles again. My heart fluttered again. "I can't get the sex outta my head," he said. Me neither. "That the...." He coughed, making me furrow my brows. "What's wrong?" "Nothing. I think I got a little cold but I'll be fine. Nothing a smoke or two can't solve," he said, winking.

His desperate howls rang through the dungeon. Angelina came to me immediately after she left the dungeon. She sat across from me with an obsequious smile. "I can give you the ledger for all of the Passinis' core businesses, along with everything my Padre runs, Signora Valerini." "What do you want in return?" I asked apathetically, lounging on the couch and toying with a handgun. "I want out of this city and five million dollars to start over," she answered, her eyes burning with greed.

I said weakly. My father stopped instantly. "What is it, baby?" "She wants to say something." My father signaled for the guard to rip the tape off. "I'm Tommy Castellano's cousin!" Brenda screamed immediately. "He's one of your capos! He runs the West Side for you! Please, for his sake..." The living room went dead silent again. Tommy Castellano? I knew the name. A minor captain who ran a crew on the West Side for my father.

The moment Nicole realized Granny Rosa was a high-level ghost, her eyes lit up and she rushed over to suck up to her. "Granny Rosa, don't blame them! This bitch kept claiming she's the princess of your instance, and that's why everything got held up!" "Princess?" Granny Rosa looked me over again, then let out a cold laugh. "The princess already went to the real world to reunite with her family. Where did this little brat come from, daring to impersonate her? Hurry up and kill her. Don't spoil the bosses' view." My eyes went wide in disbelief.