Gangster Grandpa Novels & Stories

I said to him firmly, he chuckled lightly with a small smirk. “I never get caught!” He muttered, I’m not surprised, being a criminal is in his gene so I don’t expect anything less, the main door suddenly went open, I stepped away from him immediately and turned to see grandpa walk in, I cleared my throat slightly and slowly walked up to him. “How do you feel,” I asked him with a wide and noticeable sneer and my voice barely above a whisper, he paused in his tracks leaning on his cane and slowly looked up at me,

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

I doubt that other clans are here. "I-I will not do it again! Just don't kill me!" I can't believe Andy was able to scare X. And what scared me, even more, were the words that came out of Andy's mouth after. "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!"

"You don't need to add Grandma Ryn to this. I'm sure she'd much rather spend her days with Grandpa Ace." Mom shot me a look of disbelief. "You must not know your grandfather very well. He will be definitely joining her. These two will have the best time finding that evil woman or man who is threatening you. Let's just hope your Grandpa Ace doesn't go back to his old ways. You know how much his grandbabies mean to him." I gulped. I know exactly what she meant. Grandpa Ace was once the leader of a well known Italian mafia and he was seriously not one to be messed with.

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.

he hasn't been himself and he was slowly losing his touch and control over things. "I'm just wondering if someday I'll be able to get away from this sh*t without dying" when he and Kamala made the choice of being gangster's they knew how deep they'd be Involved, but this deep. Look how his friend died and here he was, poisoned and no antidote to help him. "Yes you will…you're strong enough my son" "Mom, I'm going to die soon. And my kids will be left with nothing but my memories which will one day fade" he said when they reached the dining table. The food must be cold since they've left it untouched.

I glanced at him in question and he took that moment to shut the partition before turning his attention to me. “They’re with us,” He stated, as though he could read the question and my unease. I sighed and rested against the seat ready to look out the window but then he spoke again. “There are a few things you need to know about my grandfather, Vincenzo Guiseppe,” I still kept my gaze on the window as I noted the nice houses and shops we passed, until his next words sailed into my ears. “He’s the heard of the Italian Mafia and I’m his only surviving heir,”

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!”

Grandpa said and stood up, he hit his staff on the ground and looked at Gomez with side eyes, then left for his room. Gomez had his jaw dropped, his eyes full of awe as Grandpa walked in. “Whao! Grandaddy, whao!” he clapped his hands. “Over 20 years and I never knew I had such a savage - Granddaddy” he said, laughing. Grandpa paused and turned back. “That’s just the tip of the ice berg” Grandpa said and went on into his room. “Shit, this man means business” he muttered slowly under his breath and shook his head.

I stated, dropping my guard just enough to look arrogant. The man chuckled, a dry, rattling sound. "No. I'm worse. I am Vincent's grandfather." My blood went cold. This wasn't a cleanup crew. This was a legacy. Vincent's father, Vincent DeLuca, was the mob boss who could shut down airports. This man was the original architect. "I didn't realize Vincent had living family outside of Alice," I said, keeping my tone level. "Oh, we're very much alive," the old man purred, gesturing around the vast, empty site with a delicate hand. "We just prefer the shadows. It's safer. Especially now that my grandson is facing consequences for his actions."