Gangfuck Novels & Stories

He leaned on his motor and began to read. Dear Gangster, Lucifer Cuenca, the name of the man who received and I am not ashamed. A lot is being stoned about me being a Psycho and Weirdong girl. I've been seeing you at school for a few years but you just talked to me too. I will never forget how we started talking.

I doubt that other clans are here. "I-I will not do it again! Just don't kill me!" I can't believe Andy was able to scare X. And what scared me, even more, were the words that came out of Andy's mouth after. "You know, I'm a kind person, but that's just for people who are kind too. And I think that you're not a good one, right? Because you're a gangster! LIKE THE GANGSTER WHO TOOK THE LIFE OF MY FATHER! AND I WILL NEVER EVER FORGIVE YOU ALL. I HATE GANGSTERS!"

The two men continued their face-off in silence with a hot intense stare at each other. Scarface didn't act as if he hard the other guy and without making obvious his intent moved his fingers on the trigger catching Fool off guard when the bullet from his gun caught him on the right shoulder. " Fuck! you son of a bitch!!! " Fool cried out letting out successive shots at Scarface which he was quick to dive out of the way, taking cover behind one of the cars parked in the underground parking lot.

He gritted his teeth while ruffling his hair up. ‘He slapped me huh, he just fucking slapped me? That bastard fucking slapped me shit' ***

The four rascals in front of Fane thought that he would be scared of them after revealing their tattoos. However, not only did Fane show no sign of fear, he even said some things that made the corners of their mouths twitch. Did this punk not recognize the tattoo? “Little brat, aren’t you afraid? Hah! The streets around this area are our territories! We’re from the Wolf Fang Gang! The man pointed to the tattoo on his chest and announced proudly, “Although we don’t have a lot of members in the Wolf Fang Gang, each gang member is as ruthless as wild wolves! Offending us is equivalent to digging your own grave!”

His untouchable criminal record was clearly a result of a bribery to some judge because he definitely was not the saint he was presented to be. His club smelled cocaine and his bars screamed illegal alcohol trade. There was not even one cop around the perimeter of the club which meant that he had one of his own in the force. That's where I needed to start. I have to learn more about him. I can't afford him dragging my name and dignity through the mad over some sexual tension. Then a notification reached my ear. He had booked an appointment for Friday. Missed me already Mr. Valentine.

) I moan. (Tell me who this pussy belongs to) Nick growls through mind link. (Yours Nick, all yours.) I reply breathlessly. His tongue travel up my entrance until it reaches my clit and he swirls his tongue. I moan loudly; reaching down I push his face deeper into my core and I start rolling my hips against his face. He lets out a growl of approval. I feel the vibration in my core causing me to roll my eyes back. He plunges his tongue into me and starts tongue fucking me while his thumb traces circles on my clit. He has me writhing and moaning hornily. I know he feels my orgasm building because he picks up the pace from his fingers and tongue.

She looked at her with a fake expression of surprise. "Everyone in this city, this country knows who Alexander Grissham is, he is a rich mobster who is famous for his good looks but also his cruelty because he killed his own family. He is a man who has many women. One person will not be enough. Two? Not enough. Three? If he gets bored, he'll throw them away."

Gar leans forward and Rack strikes again with his fist. “I was a semi-pro street fighter and I’m tellin’ you, your man’s got moves.” I’m almost able to breathe again thinking the worst is over when Gar manages to grab Rack around the midsection, lift him off his feet, and squeeze. Rack’s face is bloody and turning purple. He’s throwing ineffective body punches because he’s in too close. I’m about ready to grab a beer bottle and crash it over Gar’s head, when Rack slams both palms against the larger man’s ears and head butts him in the nose. Rack breaks the hold, steps back, and swipes Gar’s feet out from under him.

He said and suddenly put his arm around me. Fuckin asshole! That's it! Suddenly my vision went dark. How dare this crap! Without saying a word, I sent my fist flying and hit him in the jaw and he fell to the grass. Don't be surprised, I am too strong for an ordinary person. I am the fearsome gang leader in the city. "You dared to touch me with your dirty fingers! This day is your funeral!" Without hesitation, I went berserk and rained down some kicks and punches for the three stooges.