Novel & Cerita Gangster Boondocks

"This is an act, right? You're just trying to scare me, aren't you?" "You were fine. How could this happen?" Grant fumbled for his phone, trying to call the family doctor. Before he could dial, Don William's furious roar echoed from the doorway. Grant snapped his head around. "Grandpa? What are you doing here?" The old Don raised his cane and brought it down hard across Grant's back. "You ungrateful bastard! Look what you've done!" Grant looked up, his eyes bloodshot and vacant. A sharp pain flared across his back, and blood bloomed on his white shirt.

Their dark figures were cast on the wet ground and the tickles of rain drops splashed against the small puddles of water on the soil. Lorenzo de niro, popularly called Enzo- the Mafian gang leader stood in front of the cream building with baroque architecture style. Its walls and doorways were made of both rough stones and smooth stucco. It was an ancient building with a number of cracks that were only visible if one looked critically. The two other men stood behind him with a black mask covering their faces. Lorenzo rang the doorbell gently.

Back then, the Bancroft Syndicate was everywhere in the headlines, especially after Gregory Bancroft, Sebastian’s father and the former head, died in a tragic accident. Her father had explained that, yes, the Bancroft Syndicate was a mafia organization, but unlike what most people assumed, they didn’t operate through outright illegal means. Instead, they functioned as a powerful, highly secretive elite group, controlling business empires, politics, and financial systems through legal yet morally gray methods. As she grew older, she heard more about them. Many feared the Bancroft family, and no one dared cross them. Some even whispered about people who had mysteriously disappeared after going

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

Layla had already gotten used to his disappearances for days, ever since he was a boy. When Bore showed up at his gate almost a decade ago, his grandmother was suspicious. A dark-tinted imported car stopping at their gate caught her attention. When Paco and Bore got out in their fancy clothes, their bodyguards in tow, she thought it might be someone from child protective services or even the government. At that time, Layla was afraid of losing custody of her grandson for any reason, and with him acting the way he did, getting involved in gang fights, she was almost certain that the police or child protective services would come knocking on her door sooner or later. Layla was sweating when sh