Gangster Monster Novels & Stories

The grinder suddenly stopped. I looked down sharply. It was the operator from the memory extraction machine. She had ripped out the wiring, forcing it to shut down. Then she snatched the judge's microphone. "I found the chip inside Gabriel! He really is the victim!" The room went silent. And then, everyone burst into laughter. "Are you serious? Dozens of doctors couldn't find anything, and you figured it out just by watching? Do you have X-ray eyes or something?" "You've been here long enough. How are you still this careless? Get back to your post, or you might lose your job!"

Alexander I stopped the car when Jay, Charlie, and James surrounded it. They really wanna die. I came out of the car. "Who's she?" Charlie asked me. He is the leader of their so-called gang. "Does that matter to you?" I was not in the mood for any fight. "Oh? She's another slut of you I guess" That was it. I took out my gun and shot him in his chest. They were terrified. They thought I'd not carry a gun to school. They are really stupid.

I'm familiar with most gangsters, so just in case. ''He had long hair, an ugly scarred face, and rough tattooed hands. Oh, and he was dressed in traditional robes.'' ''Oh, that's...'' Nikolai recognized the gangster right away after hearing the description. Yes, he was sure...it was none other than Hester Roswell's biggest rival; Satoru Miyamoto. He was an Alpha gangster in his early 60s and was famous for his drugs.

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!”

They needed to be penalized. They had messed up with my game, a big time. Those fucking bastards. "Who are you?" The head of the gang shouted. Another fucking mistake! "Why did you bring us here, asshole?" Being conscious of my identity would have scared them but I wanted to see fear in their eyes without apprising them of my real self. "I am a monster," I said, before hitting his head with the baseball. The red liquid exuded his body like a shower and he was on the floor, his eyes still open. I didn't want to kill him.

Nicky had done far worse than just bite me. I looked up and coldly stared at her. "You people are really made for each other." "What's that supposed to mean?" she snapped. "You know what it means," I said, standing up to jab my finger in her shoulder. "You're a monster who beat up my wife so badly that she was critically wounded." Then, I whipped my shaking finger around to point at Nicky. "And as for you, you're a little monster who flushed my wife's ashes down the toilet!"

But that didn't seem like a good option, because he looks at me angrily. The mobster holds my face applying a certain degree of force and looks at me in an intense way. He seemed to be watching my soul. "You know what they usually call me? The Beast. Like many people's nightmare. I don't usually have patience or mercy, so don't test me." "What are you going to do now. Hit me?" I feel my heart racing. "I wouldn't get my hands dirty with so little stuff" he walks out of the fitting room and leaves me alone.

« I was... I am and always will be one... I'm a fucking monster... I'm a fucking killing machine... I'm a fucking psychopath... I'm Lorenzo Fucking Vitelli... I stabbed the knife into his throat without a second thought, the blood sprayed over my face. The men around us stepped back as they saw the scene. Most men here were loyal to us and he had disrespected our Capo in his fucking territory. Then I felt a sharp pain in my side, I looked down and saw that he had rammed his knife into my side. I twisted the knife in his throat before ripping his windpipe out. His body sagged against me before dropping to the floor. I watched with satisfaction as blood gushed out of his neck. It fed the monst

He shoved the camera in my face, his voice dripping with exaggeration. "This scumbag posed as a security guard to sneak into my aunt's house, but he's actually a mobster. He just beat up several of my guys!" The viewer count in the live stream skyrocketed. Netizens, unaware of the truth, flooded the comments section with vicious insults. "This guy deserves to be shot!" "He totally looks like a criminal. Just look at those mean eyes." "Good job, streamer! Justice always wins!" Antonio soaked in the comments, his ego swelling with every word.

The rest of them held their guns close to them, confused but ready to defend their master. She stood there like a head in headlights beside the devil in the midst of the gangsters. “Everyone, leave!” The monster beside her instructed the gangsters and they left. Immediately they left, he grabbed her neck tightly, smashing her back on the nearest wall, choking her till she saw stars. “How dare you?” He said, his voice very low and cold. Aurora did not respond. He closed the distance between their faces, but instead of trying to kiss her like before he whispered into her ear “How dare you embarrass me in front of my disciples…”