Gangster Disney Characters Novels & Stories

The gangs' members stood behind them, each wearing their own gang clothing. Daryl Mondo of the Lion Hero Gang was a fat man whose flesh jiggled every time he spoke or moved. "Why have you invited all of us to Tiger Manor today, Cade?" "Oh, trust me. I've got a good reason," Cade smiled. The leader of the Hungry Wolf Gang was a thin, frail-looking elder with a long mustache. He picked up his teacup and took a sip. "I'm pretty sure it has to be something big, since we're all here."

The young stripper appeared on stage and slid sensually onto the scenic sofa. He took a sip of the drink whilst focusing his attention on the dancer's moves. He looked away from a subordinate who was coming into the room. "What do you want?" Enrico asked. "Don Bianchi wants to talk to you!" Enrico closed his eyes in disgust, everyone knew that on his days off, he went out to have fun. "What happened?" "Your uncle has a mission for you!" The henchman informed. "I'll be there in an hour". Impatient, he ordered another drink from the waitress. Suddenly, he spotted a burly man who stood as soon as the stripper show ended. He noticed when the stripper took a wad of cash.

"You know, I'm a kind person, but that's just for people who are kind too. And I think that you're not a good one, right? Because you're a gangster! LIKE THE GANGSTER WHO TOOK THE LIFE OF MY FATHER! AND I WILL NEVER EVER FORGIVE YOU ALL. I HATE GANGSTERS!" She... She hates gangsters…What should I do?

My uncle made sure I knew about it. "ALRIGHT, IS EVERYONE READY!" I heard the fat man yell into the speaker. Dickson Snake, known as the street gangster; he might be fat, but he held power that even some Mafia leaders couldn't have. Everyone respected him, especially Gray and me because he is Gray's uncle. "NO PLAYING DIRTY ON MY RACE, JUST RACE, AND BE BACK. I DON'T WANT ANY POLICE OFFICERS AROUND HERE TONIGHT, GOT IT!?" He said. All the bikers nodded their heads, giving glances to one another.

I've decided to take away what's most important to him so that he can't hurt any more girls. Then, he turned around and strode out of the lobby to make a call. Sean stared, gaping, at the man who was on the phone outside the hospital, his entire body frozen in shock. A split second later, he turned to stare at Bonnie. "Your… Your friend? What does he do for a living?" "He's a gangster," Gwen answered before Bonnie could even open her mouth. "He's my boyfriend and the head honcho of all the gangs in Merchant City.

I just needed to keep the conversation going for as long as possible. "Oh sorry. Where are my manners?" He apologized, "My name is Dante Gonzalez, the founder of the Serpent Mafia" he said pulling his sleeve up and showing his dragon with a crown tattoo. My eyes quickly widened as I recognized the tattoo. We had been warned about this gang lots of times in our police training. I never even thought they were real. "You looked surprised" he said with a smile on his face, "Don't worry, I don't bite. Ain't that right, Miyuki?" he asked his cat.

"I'm just surprised. Although you're disciplined and enjoyed JROTC, it sounds like you have a thing for criminals." "I do not!" "Daphnie, mafia bosses are criminals, Batman is considered a criminal, Darth Vader is a criminal, and Phantom of The Opera is a criminal." "How dare you say that about Batman," I said coldly while crossing my arms with a poker face. "Okay, I'm sorry." Adam tugged at my arm, trying to get my hand back. "Well, if you think I'm only into criminals, you better change out of that outfit," I said teasingly.

The newcomer was the most powerful gangster in Brownsville, Drake Hughes. He was big and tall, bearing a striking resemblance to a comedy character from an old movie. As a result, he had the nickname Big Silly Hughes when he first started out. However, as he continued to rise up the ranks, no one dared to mention that insulting nickname again.

Yes, the girl who looks like a boy is Saraswati. "Who is that bastard ?!" said someone, none other than the Dnakes gangsters. Who doesn't know the Dnakes gangster, numbering 5 guys who are famous with their respective charisma. Bryan Gerland the bad boy, Kevin G. Stevano the cold boy, Reza Anggara the fuckboy, Yovi Andrean Malik the playboy, and finally Dimas Prayoga the sweet boy. But one thing you must know. Even though their titles are different, they have the same personality that is arrogant and do not have pity for anyone. So no one dares to argue or fight the Dnakes gangsters.

He laughed and turned around, "I asked for a Princess, not a fvcking clown" "Maybe you got the wrong person" I announced and he clicked his tongue. "Nay.... You're the right one..." "What do you want with me? Who are you?" I was losing my patience already. One minute I was on my way home and another, I'd been taken by some unknown skull-faced gangsters. The young man took a step closer to me and adjusted his biker's jacket, "Since you asked... I'm Gerald Anderson... Acting Don of the Eastern Gang"