Gangster Disney Characters Novels & Stories

He knew Billy was into Rose so there was no way he could let other gangsters take her away. “Punk, loud words you have there. You have no idea who I am.” The gangster glared at Gavin, trying to scare him off. Gavin narrowed his eyes and swung a slap at the gangster’s face. “I don’t care who the hell you are! Get out of my face!” Slap! The gangster was slapped. “You bastard! How dare you slap Brother Leath?!” The other gangsters clamored. Gavin rolled up his sleeves to reveal his muscles and said proudly, “I don’t care if he’s Heath Ledger or Leath Hedger. Do you know who my master is? Leave or I will break your bones!”

“Don’t worry, Lily. Is she the girl you’ve been talking about right? Go ahead and slap her now. I just want to see who dares to make a move! I’m Franklin Lockwood. I’m sure you’ve heard of me. Don’t you?” Franklin flashed a smile filled with menace. The three gangsters were around three years younger than Gerald. Besides, their hairstyles and the way they dressed stood out quite a bit. To put it simply, they looked as though they weren’t part of the societal norms. But they were so slim. Gerald did not bother meddling in such affairs which concerned those bunch of ignorant youth. So he was about to leave soon. “Let me tell you. I’ll definitely call Jimmy over if you dare to beat me up!”

Like Alexei who only knew how to abuse. But I can't fucking trust him. He's a monster. He kills, fights to claim what's not his, and who knows. He probably sleeps around with women too. I laid there in that big bed, before getting up to the bathroom door inside the room. I changed to my mother's yellowed dress I wore underneath that heavy wedding gown. When I came back, I sat beside him watching him breathe on the couch. His chest rose and fell. His eyes were closed. Even as he slept, he was still fucking handsome. His hair was messy. He had grown to be the most ruthless and youngest biker in the whole territory, and it made me wonder at what age he became this monster.

"I am Prince Dylan, King Stephen’s lone child, and ruler of Stalwart Castle." On the other hand, she prepared herself and allowed herself the privilege of making an introduction. "I’m the most dreaded person in the gangster community, Adira, and I’m from another country." The prince gave her a close-up look while looking at her. "What’s a gangster, exactly?" "People who kill anyone who crosses their path are callous and kill with no mercy." He abruptly turned to face his father. “Father, who exactly did you hire? Why a criminal?" Her ability to perceive fear in his eyes.

"I just gave you a hand for the sake that we are all compatriots. As for taking you in as my apprentice, I will give it a pass." Tang Hu and the other two had a disappointed look on their faces, but they still kowtowed heavily on the ground three times before standing up. At that moment, there were footsteps at the door. And a tall, yellow-haired gangster walked in. The little yellow-haired gangster was a white guy, dressed as a hippie, with an arrogant face. After entering the door, he shouted to the people in the room, "I am from the Dragon-subduing Gang. Which one of you just hit and injured our men?"

He came back stronger, more powerful, and oofy than he already was and the feather in his cap was his criminal badge. Evelyn had never thought of Dylan becoming a Mafia and the worse part was that he wasn’t a simple gangster but the Mafia Lord of America. She was aware of the Night Stalkers. They were the most deadly and cynical criminal gangs but what was more terrifying was their leader. Each and every soul in America was cognizant of how ruthless and cunning he was.

Don Kylo ruled Italy, and Bondago was his right-hand man. He stepped into the light, and I saw him clearly. He was lean and tall, dressed in a white dress shirt with a crimson scarf looped around his neck. Unlike most Mafia men, he wasn't tatted or dangerous-looking. He looked like any simple guy, but in reality, he was the cruelest of all. “I thought I told you I had nothing to do with Theresa, Bon,” I said to him.

But being the big boss that he is, he doesn't see it that way, he thinks Gaston is a failure for not doing his job properly. ***** All those are not hidden from the prying eyes in that room, someone who knew the big boss very well. Don Chavis aka The Don who is the big boss of the Mafia has a past. He may be dangerous and powerful now but to the prying eyes, everything is but a bluff. Don Chavis' real name is Alpha Adam, he was a coward Alpha. Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward.

He leaned on his motor and began to read. Dear Gangster, Lucifer Cuenca, the name of the man who received and I am not ashamed. A lot is being stoned about me being a Psycho and Weirdong girl. I've been seeing you at school for a few years but you just talked to me too. I will never forget how we started talking.

The gangster grinned wickedly when he sensed how weak Garren was. “Classmate? You better f*ck off before I f*ck you up. Do you know who I am?” Garren was frightened. He asked timidly, “W-who are you?” “I’m in the Empire.” As the gangster grinned, the flaps on his cheeks widened, making him look vicious. He raised his arm to display the dragon tattoo on it and said, “See this? They call me Dragon.”