Gangster Angel Novels & Stories

Charlie pulled Angus over and looked at Antonio as he spoke, “Let me introduce you. This is Angus. He runs a roast goose restaurant in Oskiatown, and there is a gang called Burning Angels who come to him every month to extort three thousand US dollars from him. What's your connection with the Burning Angels?” “They have no connection with me…” Antonio subconsciously tried to excuse himself, but before he could finish, he suddenly realized that this might be the reason why Charlie had come looking for him in the first place!

I didn’t notice that I spoke out so loud. “More like a grim reaper.” The other guy who woke me up, whom I still don’t know his name, said with a snort. I don’t know why, but I got defensive. “No, it’s more like a falling angel, not a grim reaper.” “Shut up Leonidas and Michael don’t you have a patient that needs you?” Mr. Stran...no, Gabriel said to his brother, and the one called Leonidas, in a sharp tone.

I said, “was the Don. The head of the New York Mafia. At that time, anyway.” Angel’s eyes opened slowly. He stared at me. “Your father… Was The Don?” “Yes.” He blinked. And I kept going, slowly, like every sentence was dragging glass from my ribs. “My first mission was fairly simple, but the second mission was to assassinate the man who killed my mother.” I took in a breath, exhaled shakily. “That man… was your father.” Angel didn’t move. “I was 18 at the time,” I continued. “I had backup. Men older than me. Smarter. I just had to show up and make him pay. But when we came to your house that night—”

Each time Pamela wronged her, Angelina killed her. The mafia Don was surprised when he heard Angel's confessions. He has never seen that murderous look in her eyes before. She didn't look like an innocent angel anymore. Instead, she looked like an Angel of death. As though she was ready to kill anyone who gets in her way. The mafia Don let her hand go and instead held her face. “ It hurts so fucking bad, uncle. It hurts.” Angelina whispered but loud enough for Xavier to hear. She closed her eyes and more tears streamed down her cheeks.

Grant arched his brow and said, “It’s not your job to take care of us.” Angel laughed and said evenly “I’ve heard that once before today.” She was in the middle of chopping an onion for whatever she had cooking on the stove when her cell rang. She snapped it up and answered “Hello, Angel speaking.” She seemed to listen more than she talked with a lot of uh huh and okays. Then she said “Okay, yea I can be there tonight.” Before hanging up at which point Grant asked, “Be where?” Angel looked up, she’d forgotten she had a security detail for a minute and said, “At Angelo’s tonight, my father wants me to have dinner with him.” Grant nodded absently and said, “You should be safe enough inside the

She immediately wrapped her arms around Maxime's and hugged him tightly. "Damn it, let go of your hands." Angie didn't care. She knew that what she was doing was dangerous. The man standing next to her was no ordinary man. He was a mysterious gangster who apparently could kill her whenever he wanted. Angie didn't know where her fear was going. "Why are you so reluctant to touch me? You must want my body, too." Angie's words were so direct. The hostess who served them was surprised how easily Angie could say such a sentence.

"But, we'll need Mrs Martin " "Don't worry about Blessing,I'll handle her." He fixed his jacket and stormed out… Michelle heaved and threw her head back on her chair. She liked working for the two Gangsters even in her next life she'd do anything for them. That's why she'd try anything to find the antidote for her boss. People said Gangsters are cruel and ruthless, but these two are far from that unless it's needed. ~~~

I could feel my heart pounding hard inside my chest and my hands trembling as I slowly took the pictures from the envelope. There was only one CCTV in the area, only in the place where she asked the taxi driver to stop. I breathed out in dismay when the quality of the pictures was not good. The last picture focused on her face when she looked up, facing the camera. My heart skipped a beat, seeing her face. Olivia was right. Angela is an angel. I was not dreaming that night, and I was sure now she did not bewitch me into thinking I was with a beautiful woman. I must find Angela with no last name because of two things she has stolen from me. My heart. My life.

When I went to speak, he held up his hand, but I ignored it. “It’s about–” “Who in the hell are you?!” Angel stiffened as she slowly turned around to face him. “I’m Angel. I’m seeing your son.” “Oh, so you’re the golddigger he’s obsessed with! You’re not as pretty as I thought you’d be! What have you been doing with the money you ‘earn’ from the rich men you fuck? Your hair is a rat’s nest. Hell, your nails aren’t even done. I deserve a better daughter-in-law.”

“Stuck up is something I have never been called before. You are quite interesting.” The door then burst open to reveal Xavier guns out and ready to shoot someone. Jasmine looked over at the Angel who just leaned casually against the wall, watching him with his gun pointed, almost laughing. “I heard you scream you okay?” Xavier asked, putting his gun away. “Yeah bad dream. Just let me get dressed and we can go. You need me to watch you interview the witness right? One of the mobsters?” She began gathering clothes as the Angel towered over Xavier, sniffing him.