Female Gangsters Novels & Stories

She thought about it as she headed back. As she was walking down the street, a group of young gangsters swaggered toward her. They were dressed in flashy clothes and wearing chunky chain necklaces. Their arms were covered with tattoos. Seeing Gabriella walking alone on the street as a foreigner, the head of the gangsters developed lustful thoughts. He exchanged glances with his friend, and they blocked her way. "Hey, beautiful, do you want to have some fun with us?" Gabriella stopped and cast a wary glance at them. Taking a step back, she retorted, "Piss off. Nobody's having any fun with you."

And now, the mafia control everything. From the money we earn, the place we stay and the food we eat. Everything goes through them. And every once in a while, they will ransack a village and drag young girls away with them. It doesn’t matter whether the girls are still young, and it matters not if they scream and beg for mercy. The girls who get torn away from their loved ones never come back. Ever. And that scares me.

That means, a Gangstar bought me, and a Gangstar is in love with me? This might just a joke, or I'm having a bad dream. I decided to act natural. To pretend I knew he was a Gangstar. So he won't find out how scared I am knowing who he really is. I moved a little out of the bed so I was now able to look at him. He was shirtless and looking hot. Guess he keeps getting hotter each fucking day. "Then tell your boxers to get me a cell phone. And maybe, a laptop"

“Thirdly, we have black blood girls, you hear their name? Those girls are evil, they have the fewest number of girls, but they are strong and secretive, they've killed some inmates and didn't get any punishment for it, they are the first gang that was created here according to the stories we were told, they group consists of girls who have an extremely long sentence, like 30 years, 25 years or life, these girls don't make friends but they are dangerous, they are always together, they don't have matching tattoos like the others, but they know themselves, that's why they are dangerous, you might think they are free people like me, and mistakenly fuck with them, you'll see the worsts brutality

He was not very familiar with this name. Ryan looked nervous. He had been living in Southland District since he was small, so he naturally understood the gangsters very well. He explained, “The Viper Gang is a group of gangsters that have gathered criminals. They are cruel and they commit all sorts of crimes. I Warren would be so insane to ask them for help. We might not have enough manpower now. It’s a little troublesome.” Gathering of criminals? Thomas chuckled. “Okay, we can take this opportunity to clean up the mess in Southland District.

Elena once again finds herself in the midst of vile men, they had captured her from the previous gang and had forcefully brought her to a new place. She knew what these men were- gangsters, mob, drug dealers, serial killers, thugs and in general, bad men! “Don’t you dare touch me!!” she warned with a finger in the air as one of them tried to touch her arm. They had been teasing and toying with her ever since they brought her in; the whole gang seemed to be in a good mood, perhaps due to the operation that they had carried out. She guessed that it was a successful one.

No. "He's a gangster," she says in a low voice. "His family has been running this gang for years, since the 30s I think." 20s, actually. "He does all kinds of shit, trafficking, prostitution, you name it. He's a real bad guy." He should've just tried to become an actor, at this point. He didn't know he could fake concern, enthusiasm, and every other emotion so easily. "What?"

I said I need some time to think, but I want to take a shower and take off those dirty clothes. "You already know what you need to do. "Do you want to marry a woman who hasn’t changed clothes in two days?" Livia raised an eyebrow. She just wanted to stay out of that moldy basement for a few hours. "Let me take a shower, I need clean clothes." Enrico was silent, no one dared to face him like that. "Is that how gangsters treat women?" She looked at Enrico. " I thought mobsters were more religious and took good care of their families.

I rolled my eyes. Alfonso was a gangster; mafia would have suited him best but whatever. He was mostly involved in gambling and drug trafficking. He was known to be cold and ruthless. He had gained himself the name, ‘Iceman’, as he would show no emotion while torturing people who wronged him. I couldn’t believe they wanted me to lie to this man.

I ask Vincent who is currently overseeing his men as they clean up the bodies. “I do. And it’s not a nice place.” Darkness fights for dominance in my bloodstream. “Explain.” “It’s a tiny street just on the outskirts of the city. It’s heavily manned by a gang called The Scorpions. The bulk of New York’s prostitution, trafficking and drug operations go down there.” With every word he speaks, rage bubbles to the surface and my fingers itch to murder someone. “They took my children to a fucking crime alley?”