Gangster Academy Novels & Stories

He then questions caressing my cheek after we pull back. "I want to know everything." I breathe with my lips still touching his. "Like really everything?" He sighs and repeats. "Everything..." He brushes his knuckles upon my cheek and I lean into his touch. "You know what I do. Like you just said. Yes, I am a gangster, Nicole. A bloody gangster." He chuckles humorlessly as he pulls his hand back and my face falls at the loss of contact with his skin. I see his eyes turning darker with a serious expression masking his face as he continues. "I work for a gang called Cobra, which is run by our leader Richard Scott. We have several chains over different parts of the states and even in European c

BIG KAI "He.....he got in a gun and knife fight on the streets." I hummed. "Shot or stabbed?" "Stabbed." I nodded. She lowered her gaze, sniffling. "Which hood you come from?" I asked. "Castlefield," I scoffed. "Marcel's hood?" She looked at me. "W....we don't call him that. It's Stones." she stuttered. "Mm hmm." "Call him Marcel and he....he will have you punished."

He doesn’t let me pass him, but now I’m standing beside him with his arm in front of me, keeping me from moving forward any further. “I pay the bills for the Academy. Neither of you has given me so much as a penny for my education,” I snarl. “And yet, your money is pack money. If I need that money for the pack, there won’t be any for your education,” Grady says, smirking at me like he’s got me.

“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

I threw myself on my bed and stared up at the glow in the dark stars that I've never really paid much attention to. "Wake up!" Sunny really has a way to get on my bad side. I kicked her off my bed and into the floor. "ow!" "Don't wake me up." I shrugged. I got up and helped her up. I went to my closet and threw on some workout clothes. I have the day to train and get ready for initiation. The dance part is easy, it's the fighting that has me a little nervous. I may have taken a few classes but I know gangs train differently. So Sunny said she'd show me a few steps and hits. Afterward, even though I know the dance steps she said she'd show me a couple of steps there also. I don't know what I

"Admit that you're in the mafia!" I looked up at the swirling snowflakes falling from the sky and screamed at the top of my lungs, "I'm Enzo Moretti, former special forces captain in the peacekeeping force. To hell with the mafia!" "Still running your mouth, huh?" Antonio snapped furiously. The blade sank into my skin, and blood immediately gushed out. Right at that very moment, a thunderous crash erupted as the compound's iron gate was sent flying by an immense force, making it slam heavily onto the snow-covered ground.

“You’re not mad or something to me?” Kent asked as Addison looked at him and shook her head “Of course not! That’s great! Can I join your organization?!” The boys were surprised by what Addison said because how did she know such a thing. “H-how did you know about that?” Kent asked making Addison confused. “I just watched it on movies that’s why I know about Mafia’s, Gangster, Assassin’s and whatsoever,” He was relieved at what Addison said because he thought she knew something about the real organization. While others could not believe because of what she was said. The twins really love action movies.

What did he call Zane? “Who?” I asked, fully confused now. “Kian Arreas. Billionaire, tycoon. Leader of the underworld. "You know, Mafia boss," he said casually as if the words he just uttered didn't just make my stomach churn. “What?” my voice barely a whisper.

He was in his mid-forties, but he feared the mafia boss. “He–he–” “Speak up!” Don commanded. The man tightened his grip on his file while shifting his glasses with his other hand. “Can we have a brief talk in my office?” the man asked in a quaky voice. “I need to hear it here, Doc” “Mr. Gonzalez sustained serious injuries after the dagger pierced his heart. By the time we needed to stabilize him, he had already passed away. I'm sorry.” the doctor explained. “You are sorry for what? That you were unable to save my uncle? The only family I have left?!” Donatello fumed.

And he kicks me in the stomach again and makes me cough up blood. “You're the same old thief who used to rob desperate old guys in gambling houses. Then Mendes hired you to take care of conning other politicians and powerful sons of bitches like you. And it turns out you've broken alliances with Mendes?” “They were making me lose money.” “Well, we work with it, but who provides us with a free way to move, asshole.” He squats next to me again and this time he pulls his own revolver from the waist that affirms it in my head, right at the temple.