Gangstar Jojo Novels & Stories

“I don’t care why you’re here. Just forget about me. Take the check and leave. This place isn’t for you. You don’t belong here.” I smiled slightly and pushed the check away. “I don’t need it. I have money, and I’ve already forgotten about you. Whether I’m doing well or not has nothing to do with you. “It’s not up to you to decide whether I belong here or not either.” Lucas’s expression darkened. He sneered and angrily said, “Fine! Keep putting on a tough front! Let’s see how long you last being broke!” Just then, the doors to the hall swung open. A group of bodyguards walked in as they escorted a young boy.

"It's fine, Chloe; these assholes think they will get away with hurting you, but that is not going to happen." A friend of Joey's noticed something the other guys had not known, the guy with the gun had a dollar sign tattooed on his neck. Tom, "let it go;" Jimmy had known that Joey came from a rural area with gangsters. Joey's upbringing was not easy, having a drug addict of a father. The tattoo was more than just an ordinary tattoo; it was a rank, "these guys have been in and out of prison, and the dollar sign was a ranking of twenty-six.

“Highs where I feel invincible. Where I take risks, get aggressive, act without thinking. And then lows. Dark, crushing lows. Where everything feels hollow. Useless.” I stared at him, unsure what to say. “I’m not telling you this for pity,” he said. “I’m telling you because you deserve to know who I really am. Not just the gang leader. Not just the man who brought you here. But this—this mess.” He took a deep breath.

"Stop this, man. Stop this at once." "Let me be since you can't act like you're meant to," he pants, twisting William's arm back. I grab his waist and hoist his off my uncle, just before he could break that as well. Jojo is tall with a slink-like body that of a cat — but I'm built up like a brick wall — strong enough to hold him down. "I told you to calm the hell down!" I bring my palm down, heavily against his face. He groans, eyes wide, shock and confusion swirling in them. "Get a fucking grip on yourself. I'm the boss here, don't you forget that. Leave it to me."

Jojo murmuring softly desperately. “Are you crazy, Jo? !! If we get caught, we're finished. We’re done! BOOM!!… ”replied Vika in panic after hearing his crazy idea. "I know, but my instincts never gone wrong ..." said Jojo confidently while he pulled out his smartphone from his pocket and hand it over to Arissa who still stunned of his crazy request before. “You were born to be a super model, Arissa...” Jojo showed some of her pictures in his smartphone to Arissa who dressed up as an oriental lady in one of his projects a year ago. Meanwhile, Vika nodded vigorously at them both. Showing her agreement.

I don't care about his looks, I just want the best for him and that means he must stay alive. The main reason why I had always felt Ugo's son would be a threat. Gio is soft, he had been the one bullying Gio at school and he had been trained to kill. My son just trains to survive and defend himself but never uses it. How disgraceful! He could have just taken the vengefulness from his late sister instead of being a sissy all the time. "I agree with Gio, Boss. But you see, we can't start the trouble because so many gang leaders will be present. You know what that means," Stefano explained and I nodded.

"His name is Declan Mashii Jackson, he's from business management. As far as I know he's a Dj and the woman next to him is his girlfriend. Why do you want to know him? Are you having a problem with him?" "Ah no, he just dropped my cellphone. I want to ask for compensation." Chloe lied and made the nerdy girl nod. Ara chuckled that she knew Chloe was lying. Nothing has fallen since morning. Only Chloe's brain asked for a rip. Seeing a bad boy just once made Chloe like him immediately. "What are you doing?" asked Ara. "I'm just looking for his social media accounts." Chloe also explained that he was Dj. Maybe on weekends she can see Dj Mashii perform at the club. Just watching him without gett

I am not sure why she is smiling at me. “They were here because the model they had chosen for a video bailed on them. Gabby knew they were gonna be in town so they swung by here to look at some of my models.” Evie tells me. “Ok, and this matters to me because?” I ask. “Please pay attention Kyaria, you just met Jaidyn Matthews. He is Crazy’s lead guitarist.” She explains.

He raised an eyebrow. “Who? Me?” The man asked in mock surprise. “Why, I’m Julian’s best bud, of course! I’m hurt he never mentioned me. Maybe it’s time for those cool matching friendship bracelets!” “Go burn in hell!” Julian’s horrified shudder made both Leo and Abhay laugh out loud. “But he said I was his best bud! Go get another!” Leo said in a whiny voice which made both Julian and Abhay grin. “I like you, kid,” the stranger answered, laughing. “Name’s Abhay Campbell, the master hacker!”

Not all unions are made in heaven and bound to be fairy tales. The Nepharious Gangster's lethal Love - the painful saga of love and hurt. To be continued.....