Novel & Cerita Gangland Stories

Behind every successful jerk, there is always a successful bitchass. His cousin,side kick and best friend,Lucas Henderson. They had things in common. If Luke's going to jail,so is Lucas. They were both arrested last week and now, they're coming back. "Great. More troubles." I muttered. We walked in towards our lockers. Mine opposite Ivy's and Scott's. I groaned as I heard some chattering behind me. Some people, for some reason, can't learn to keep their mouth shut. I strained my ears and heard a high-pitched voice you wouldn't wanna hear early in the morning.

I tell them, they both hold me tighter for a second before pulling away. "You're the topic of many people's conversations," Lily tells me, I just shrug following them into the school "I mean what you did was so badass, you smashed a plate over one of the guys head, then told the leader of the unconfirmed gang what to do!" She exclaims, I just laugh a little shaking my head, I did what I had to for my family. "I knew no one was gonna break up that fight, so I had to stand up for what was right and like you said, unconfirmed gang" I shrug like it was nothing, but really, I still couldn't get my head around what I did yesterday.

She might help me get out of here. I walked towards her and she put the tray with delicious-looking food on the side table. She held her gently. The woman looked at her and murmured. "You're really beautiful." Woman murmured. "Please, can you help me? Please, a guy kidnapped me. Help me please." She asked helplessly. "Eat your food. And I can't help you, my child." The woman told her softly. "I will not eat. Help me get out of here, please." She pleaded.

Now his mafia army consists of 500 000 men, well trained to defeat more than 500 000. Mafia King Alexander was himself a fierce man who slaughtered his enemies and punished them without mercy. Respected and feared by his men and loved by everyone, he treats everyone equally, rich or poor; it doesn't matter. His father taught him how to become a good man before becoming a good mafia king. Everyone bows down to Branson's; no one tries to mess with them. But there is one country that never bows down to Branson's. Which is none other than ChandLand?

It was Francine. I gave a nod but tried to maintain a stern face. Alex ran to me and asked, "So are we riding an airplane? " "Yes we are little boy." I said smirking at him and messing up his hair. The sound of horns from the taxi signaled that we were all about to have a major change in our lives. I am Attorney Providence Dalton. Provi to my my closest friends.. Atty. Pro to my colleagues… This is my story.

Wood said and Lotus snorted looking at me, yeah I understand fully what you're trying to say. "Still in practice, but sure," she rubbed her wrists and I clenched my jaw seeing how red they were. "Please carry on with the important part of your story," she motioned to him with her hands. "As I was saying, this all started three years ago when someone decided that they were tired of being in the gang, and being its leader-" "I would like to know the part of where this story involves me please," Lotus jumped into the conversation interrupting Wood, I couldn't hold my smirk as Wood exhaled a harsh breath.

When Jake entered, he asked loudly: “Mr. Reed, is your wife okay? She seems off. Should I call a doctor?” Mr. Reed snapped: “Mind your own business. Just do what I tell you.” Jake pressed further: “Why do you keep calling security guards? Shouldn’t family or doctors handle this?” Mr. Reed grew impatient. “I pay you to work, not ask questions. Stay out of things that don’t concern you.” Though he avoided direct admissions, the recording was enough to prove he was bribing guards to stage misleading situations. I didn’t waste any time. I texted Clara to secure the pill evidence, then called the police.

“How do I know you won’t speak about me if I were to let you go?“ she eyed them. Ten people are too many to keep their mouth locked. Even if some of them were tight-lipped, the others would talk. That is not a solution either. They will only be tight-lipped around their gang information. “We wouldn’t.” the man who was kneeling on the ground replied. “How?“ she asked. “Our leader had been killed, and the person that took it his life will rule the gang. It’s a rule for every gang,” he said. Vale froze. She shouldn’t have shot Landon! She should’ve knocked him out and pulled out her smoke bomb and run while they’re busy attending their boss. This is not what she wanted. Heck, the news will spre

" Enrico ordered one of the men standing outside. "What if she calls the police, boss?" "Give it back immediately." Enrico screaming. For a moment, Livia felt inside one of the American police films directed by Francis Ford Coppola. One day, she watched The Godfather with her best friend, but never imagined that one day she would be stuck with the gangster Enrico's employee returned and gave the cell phone to the boss. "Open!" The mobster ordered the henchman. Livia retreated when Enrico entered the cage. He reached out and handed over his cell phone.

Alexander I stopped the car when Jay, Charlie, and James surrounded it. They really wanna die. I came out of the car. "Who's she?" Charlie asked me. He is the leader of their so-called gang. "Does that matter to you?" I was not in the mood for any fight. "Oh? She's another slut of you I guess" That was it. I took out my gun and shot him in his chest. They were terrified. They thought I'd not carry a gun to school. They are really stupid.