Fictional Gangster Names Mga Nobela at Kwento

I'm familiar with most gangsters, so just in case. ''He had long hair, an ugly scarred face, and rough tattooed hands. Oh, and he was dressed in traditional robes.'' ''Oh, that's...'' Nikolai recognized the gangster right away after hearing the description. Yes, he was sure...it was none other than Hester Roswell's biggest rival; Satoru Miyamoto. He was an Alpha gangster in his early 60s and was famous for his drugs.

I pulled my hat down and sat back to the chair, giving him my full attention. "Who is he? Where does he stay? What does he do?" I couldn't help my curiosity as he laid his eyes back, surprised by the series of multiple questions that had been thrown to him. "Well, his name is Don Pablo and for most gangster records , he has the highest number. I suggest you meet him at avenue street, downtown south California '' Quickly jotting out the address, I could only imagine what it would be like, meeting someone who was into many crimes and hadn't been caught, but was well known by the police.

It was my job as il fantasma but as Alexia Skylar Hale, My job was to control my father's company by his side. My father was Chris Hale. The owner of the Hale company and the leader of the American mafia. We were the second most well known family because of our company. Us being in the mafia part was private. In the mafia world, we were ranked second and we were fine with it considering the family who was ranked first was my father's friend, an ally. They were the De Santis, Italian mafia. Like us, most people weren't aware of their involvement in the mafia world. Their leader, Ace, was 22 and rumors had it, he was good at his job. People were scared of him for reasons I knew all too well. I

I asked as we walked to my room. "They’re the assassins of our gang. They’re nice, but don’t mess with them. There are three of them: Isabella, Vittoria, and Camilla." I nodded and went inside my room, quickly changing into a white tank top, black jeans, and my white Vans. When I came out, Samuele was still outside my door. "Ready to meet the rest of the gang?" he asked. I nodded and followed him downstairs to the kitchen. Three girls were around the counter with Stefano and, if I remembered correctly, Luca.

“Then, I’ll start first. Perhaps, you all already know who I am. I’m T the new leader of Venomous Gang. This is my trainers Captain, Cassie and this is my private assistant, Roy.” Cassie’s eyes widen in shock. Private assistant? It’s now made sense as to why she never saw him before. “So, it’s actually like that. I’ve been wondering who they are for a whole night.” The young man laughed lightly. “I’m Terry. Leader of City Goon Gang. This is my sister, Tania, and this is my right-hand man, Zero.” The man who had a scar around his neck said. His voice was hoarse as if something is hurting his throat, and his expression is even colder. Vale wanted to ask about his scar but thought against it. F

He carried himself like an unhinged, bloodthirsty animal driven by nothing but chaos and bloodlust but the few times I interacted with him one on one, it was obvious that he was smarter than he let people see. Among her other admirers were Jason Drakatos; godfather of the greek mafia, Enzo Gonzalez; capo dei Capi of the Columbian cartel, and Chrisos Dos Santos, important head of the diamond smuggling syndicate, just to mention a few, each powerful in their own way.

NIKOLAI PETROV *Russian men. ROMANO “TANK” Russian Mafia Household: EKATERINA PETROV *20 yrs., 5’3 VLADIMIR PETROV *36 yrs. Mexican Cartel Household: LOS RAMOS Others: LUCIO *Isadora’s Dobermann BRUNO *tattoo guy LYNETTE *piercing girl DANIELLA *Padrino’s ex ANTONELLA VENTURA *Lorenzo’s gf CAIN *Drug developer/ cook GALLO

The newcomer was the most powerful gangster in Brownsville, Drake Hughes. He was big and tall, bearing a striking resemblance to a comedy character from an old movie. As a result, he had the nickname Big Silly Hughes when he first started out. However, as he continued to rise up the ranks, no one dared to mention that insulting nickname again.

Back then, the name Osso had not rang a single bell but now after working at OCFD for five years and under CRIME-X for two, his name did not ring a bell, it rang an alarm. Osso was the name of the leader of a major gang named the Gardãna. Osso has been wanted for decades for several crimes such as fraud, money laundering, drug trafficking, human trafficking, immigrant smuggling and the list went on. He had been untouchable until he was killed during a deadly shootout with a rival gang that had been headed by a mercenary named Fuego. Fuego had reportedly survived the incident but had disappeared. More research would give me more info. Mr Callahan and Louis seemed close during the meeting and

Saul couldn't hear him but he knew he had a lot of complaints against him. “Sir, this is the information about the gang who came to your restaurant a few days ago.” The man still had doubts about Lawrence. Thus he did not give Saul the complete information. “Don’t worry, that gray beard is harmless. Continue.” Saul eased him. Lawrence threw daggers at Saul in vexation but did the latter care? “Those men belong to Sherlock Hanes, the leader of the Italian Mafia, who has the name of being the most sacrilegious and perverted criminal on earth.”