Gang Books Fiction Novels & Stories

I didn't stop. The two bodyguards immediately rushed forward, grabbed my arms, and dragged me back. The force pulled at the wound on my abdomen, and it split open instantly. I sucked in a sharp breath as cold sweat broke out across my forehead. They forced me down beside the gambling table, leaving me utterly disheveled. Julian strode over at an unhurried pace and looked down at me. He reached out and brushed my cheek with his fingertips. Then, he suddenly pinched my chin hard enough that it felt like my bones might crack.

I say and started laughing but stopped on seeing Alex and Eva look at me like I was crazy. “What?” “Mafia gang? Don? Are you sure you don’t need the drugs because I can totally pass it to you.” Eva said and I rolled my eyes. “Fuck off. Don’t you read those W*****d/GoodNovel stories? Where the female lead is kidnapped and she finds herself in some mafia gang where the don takes a liking to her and all of that?” I asked. “Nah, I am sure it’s only you who would read something like that.” Eva said, making Alex laugh.

Chief said as Zoe stood up the lights were dimmed down and some blueprints stood out in the dark. "We all know the about the recent uprising of gangsters and mobs recently, but recently there's a new gang they call themselves AXE-L." she started off. "This gang is notorious, we have reports from the branch in New York that they bombed a warehouse killing 50 people and recently kidnapped Hank Bronze a notorious ex convict who was in hiding then later drugged him to death." she said.

she scolded. “I'm sorry, Bianca,” I paced back and forth in my bedroom, worry gnawing my mind. I defended, “But you know I wouldn't have reached out to you if I didn't have a big problem.” She sighed, “So what's this problem about?” “I want to know about a gang that has a star tattooed on their neck,” I described some no further details to her and asked, “Who are they?” Bianca sucked her teeth thrice, “Bad news. They are from the White Star gang, the fourth largest gang in the country. Their leader, Duncan was just released from prison a few months ago after he raped his wife's mother.”

He said in a deep echoing horrid tone. My face lost all existent colour. How did he know about dad? He is missing since yesterday night. Is it a bad omen signalling something befalling to us. Instead of making another unfavourable movement, she did as asked, crawling towards the room beside the lobby we went inside with guns still pointed at us. “Sit down.” The man who looked like the head of these illicit gangs spoke. I could say he was either ahead or rank above these people because he had a silver brochure with a shiny G letter mounted on it. Probably meaning Gang Leader.

I could've sworn I saw her shoulders lift with pride as she spoke, that smug smile never leaving her face. She makes me fucking sick. “Interestingly, it is the same plight as the female lead of my newest bestseller book,” Gabi continued, “a woman with so much to give the world, but such little luck. So much so that she falls into the hands of a Killer, a dangerous Mafia man…” I watch as the Interviewer literally piques. Her brown eyes glow with desperate curiosity at the mention of the word ‘Mafia’.

I was walking straight up ahead, my bag tucked between my hands, pressed tightly over my chest. I was walking straight ahead when I heard loud honking. At first I didn't pay much attention. But then they came closer. Their bikes splashed muddy water all over my dress. As I looked at them from the corner of my eyes, I realized the mess that I was in. It was a gang. I could see the one-eyed symbol on all their jackets. They reeked of alcohol and their laughs were sending a shiver down my spine. The gangs were basically individual groups that belonged to the underworld. But unlike the mafia system, they had no principals or morals. They were so savage that even the police kept themselves aloof.

"What do you want to know?" "What is The Gang? How did you get into this? Is your family part of your life? What do you do in this gang? Where do you get so much money from? How do you pay for all this? What does Laika do, does she run a brothel? How do you know Berta? What's going to happen to Mike? What does the supposed black onyx mean? How important are those stones? What do you want from me?" "Are you done?" I asked, losing my patience a little.

“There’s something you don’t know, Sir York. The leader of the Bharata Gang, Aaron Garcia, is said to be the b*stard of the family of Kshatriyas. “He’s a b*stard, but his status has already been set because of India’s caste system. No matter how useless he is, he can still use his name to bring in many customers from India. “Those customers come here to have their fun, naturally boosting the economy here. “Besides, Aaron isn’t an ordinary person either. “He’s not just some rich playboy. Other than mastering the art of Yoga, he’s pretty skilled in gambling since he was taken under the wing of the Island Nation’s Gambling Saint, not to mention that he’s into gambling in the first place! “It’s

He'd been in the mafia years ago, and the gold chain around his neck was as thick as a finger. Bianca thought she'd finally made it. Her Instagram was nothing but staged shots. One day she was showing off a Gucci bag, the next a BMW steering wheel, always with the caption "blessed". She was desperate to prove she'd made the right choice, hoping to reclaim her pathetic sense of superiority. Unfortunately, she'd just traded one hell for another.