Gangster Disciple Book Of Knowledge Novels & Stories

Chapter 4: The First Mistake This stranger—Dante, has been protecting my brother for half a year. While I had no idea. "Who ARE you people?" I whisper. He writes slowly: The question isn't who we are. The question is: what are you going to do now? I look at him. This dangerous man who's been watching me. Broke someone's wrist for touching me. And has guards protecting Mason. "I'll help you," I say. "Find your thief. Whatever you need. Just... keep Mason safe."

"Why did you work for people who sold cocaine?" His eyes flew open. "Olivia. We're not" "Answer me and I'll reward you." He froze, tempted. "Reward me how?" Why the actual hell was he considering this? She offered a sly smile and splayed her fingers on his chest. Unimaginable heat spread from her palms and he groaned. "Should I keep going?" Fire licked his skin and he blurted a response, seeking more from her. A necessity. "I had no choice. I'd joined a gang called The Disciples two years prior for protection. Chicago's south side was not friendly."

But for some reason, she was even more eager to confront the Wolf Gang man to get more information. "Try me. I'm sure you're not here to kill me." The Wolf Gang man snorted hatefully. "So confident. What if we were hired to kill you?" "If that were the case, you wouldn't have come in so openly, made a scene in the nightclub, and then suddenly invited me along. Do you think I'm stupid? I've dealt with people like you before. Don't underestimate me. Tell me, what did your boss tell you to come here and take me away?"

In that case, I could not blame her. She had left me for a man who was nothing better than I was, and yet, according to her, he was ‘different’. Different how? He was the Capo of Cosa Nostra like I was the Capo of 'Ndrangheta. Adonis Vitale ruled most of New York alongside his rivals, the Illianos, while I ruled the entirety of Canada. We were both territorial men. We were both Mafia lords. I did not understand any part of Belle’s logic.

“Here you go,” Niko says holding out an old brown book. Like the mafia rules, there’s nothing written on it, no title, or author's name. not even an abstract design. Just a plain book. At least this one seems to be just an old journal not like the other one Niko described to be bound in human flesh, yuck. The original Mafia rules, not the copy I read but still. I still sniff at it a little. Only smelled old woodsy smell and nothing gross like rotten flesh or skin.

This time I didn't hesitate, I let him feed me because I wanted to hear the rest of this story. I never knew anything about my father's childhood, he always kept it hidden and I've never felt the need to ask. I didn't really care about his childhood because my father was rarely home so when he was I just wanted to create my own memories. "As there is to every group, squad, clique- there is a leader. And we had a leader, his name was Billy. Nothing threatening about the name but he was the oldest in the group and just like the rest of us he was a troubled little boy. He was the cruellest and he didn't care about anyone but himself and the members of the gang. He liked your father and I, he to

Aliza gulped heavily, she could see it clear before her eyes it was the silence before the storm. Blocking her windpipe he pushed her to the wall behind and held her throat hard. That's it! Aliza understood she was going to lose her life in the coming couple of seconds. Her eye balls went up, almost losing her consciousness when he bent his head and spoke low in her ear, gritting his teeth. "I DO NOT TOLERATE DISLOYALTY, MISS STELWART AND YOU JUST INVOKED THE SLEEPING MONSTER IN ME BY SHOWING YOUR UGLY NATURE."

"Wait a moment. I'll find a book that contains information about the incident. Damian walked away, leaving Alex still standing, staring at Damian's library. "Here it is!" Damian shouted soon after. "Come on, come here Alex!" He invited Alex to sit down at a large table in the centre of the room. On the table was a large book sealed with a metal chain. Damian opened the chain with the same gold key. He opened the book carefully. On the first page of the book were The legacy that once was.. Clan Echelon: Past, Duty and Destruction.

Dan said. “Alright, Beta, we trust your judgment,” the men said and parted, and me and Dan entered inside. Just like the outside, the inside was telling too, huge and layered with books upon books. I was starting to think finding the book in particular wasn’t going to be easy. “You want to read about rogues and run patterns, right?” Beta Dan asked. “Yes, and other related things,” I added, so as not to ruin the possibility of diverging into something else later.

Now I'm not supposed to know anything about that but I pay attention! Now why is all this important you ask. Because it leads me to the situation I'm in now. Trying to outrun drug dealers in my little Volkswagen Bug! This leads to another issue, If I don't get away soon I will be in more trouble than before. You see if I go further I will be in disciple territory. They are the rivals of Jace's club the devils hell raisers. Now do you see the fucking problem? At this point I have no choice I have to go into disciple territory.