Gangster Gojo Novels & Stories

Jack and Sopa stood before the man, both of them trembling from head to toe. The skinny man was none other than Cade Lonen, the head of the Mighty Tiger Gang. Cade finished the last of his steak, taking the napkin a servant had held out next to him. He wiped his mouth, the scar on his face twitching from the gesture and making him look even more murderous. Tossing the napkin away, Cade finally turned his attention to the two men before him. "What's the matter?" "We've found a really loaded guy, Boss. The only problem is that he's a really good fighter," said Sopa.

Liam. He’s sitting at a table near the window, legs stretched out, one arm draped over the back of his chair like he owns the place. Maybe he does. People know who he is. People fear him. And yet, he looks so... calm. Casual. Like he’s just another guy grabbing a morning coffee. Except he isn’t. He’s one of the most dangerous drug lords in the city. And I’m about to walk up to him and ask for help.

and then he winked at me. Though he was such a cornball, we became good friends after that fight. From there, I was introduced to the world of gangs and mafias, thanks to Honjo. After all, he's got connections from being the son of a Yakuza lord. "Yo, Honjo!" I yelled as loud as I could to get his attention. However, the man was too distracted. Really, really preoccupied as he whispered something in the girl's ear. "That bitch ass..." I mumbled under my breath.

Seven years later, I returned to Ros Aegeles and saw Lucas again. With the Lionel family’s help, he became the capo of Cosa, the Ros Aegeles branch of the Lenza Group. It was the biggest gang in Ameria. Lucas was at a grand villa that belonged to the Lenza Group’s capo. He stood at the center of the crowd with Chloe in his arms. Her flawless makeup and beautiful dress highlighted her beauty while Lucas enjoyed the admiration of his subordinates and fellow branch leaders.

replied Gerald in a casual tone. “I see… I go by Futaba Fujiko, and I’m part of Japan’s special forces. I’m here to participate in a special forces competition. Unfortunately, I somehow ended up getting sneak attacked by enemies of my family. Had you not stepped in, I would’ve surely died back there…” explained Fujiko as she shook her head.

Is this mafia boss here to silent us now? The man eyes me from head to toe, before flickering his gaze back to mom and dad. “If you want my mercy and my trust, then I’ll take your daughter with me back home in Italy.” My chest clenches in fear when mom and dad only glance at each other without any attempt to reject him. The man stands up and extends his hand to me. “I’m Adriano Giordanno, the mafia boss of Le Distruzioni. I’m pleased to meet you, Miss Mei Zhou.”

He is panting trying to make a strategy. "Fortunately I had set that trap hole while defending myself for an emergency escape. Now, I have to calm down for a bit. There must be a way to defeat that old fart. If I let him alive, I can’t imagine what would happen to this world." Koji is cornered. Suddenly, he sees Gede is standing right in front of him. Koji is shocked as he is really cornered now. “Welcome to Goa Gajah! Let me give you a tour!” Gede greets Koji with nice hospitality.

I kept our eyes connected and replied. "I know you don't want to kill me Nicholas but either way I owe you an explanation. My full name is supposed to be Dominic Johnson. I was adopted shortly after my birth, but my adoptive family was killed a few years ago so Xavier took me in and raised me as The Mysterious Demon, a street fighter. To replace my brother had been my role and it's been a part of my life ever since. The gym is just a part-time job. My real life is here in the ring."

" Enrico ordered one of the men standing outside. "What if she calls the police, boss?" "Give it back immediately." Enrico screaming. For a moment, Livia felt inside one of the American police films directed by Francis Ford Coppola. One day, she watched The Godfather with her best friend, but never imagined that one day she would be stuck with the gangster Enrico's employee returned and gave the cell phone to the boss. "Open!" The mobster ordered the henchman. Livia retreated when Enrico entered the cage. He reached out and handed over his cell phone.

“But everyone has a limit. And I’m going to find yours.” The first cut was clean. Precise. The scream that followed tore through the room. Then came the searing burn of hot metal against flesh. The prisoner writhed, but remained silent. “This is about Gianluca, isn’t it?” Dante growled, momentarily losing control. His voice cracked, pain bleeding through the ice. The prisoner shook his head. Dante didn’t believe him. “Was it your boss who ordered the hit?” He slammed him again with the metal knuckles. Blood sprayed. The man’s face twisted in pain.