Gangster Nerd Novels & Stories

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 was ranked #60. My mafia name is Gambler. Anything imbued with my luck becomes a weapon. I use mostly coins and playing cards.” The Gambler was a very sick looking teen who looked like he sold his soul instead of his luck for power. He would be clumsier than usual on some days, and Zen knew the reason behind it now. Yesterday, Zen caught him loitering outside the kitchen. The Gambler left eventually without saying anything, but his actions were highly suspicious. Yet, who would have anticipated their meeting in such an alliance?

" I just said. "I'm really sorry.." he felt guilty. "That's ok. He's not missing." I said. End of Flashback... I went to hang out with friends. By the way I'm a Gangster, for Real. I am one of the Notorious Here in our Area. They know it's my brother, he stopped me before but he didn't do anything and we just fought. NDG is the name of our established Gang. Notorious Devil Gangster. I'm the Co. founder of what you don't want to believe or what I'm not really second to the leader. I should be the founder I just refused. Every time we get into a fight, I'm the leader. I'm the most competitive among us. Everyone I bumped into retreated, as soon as they saw me they turned pale. My name became fa

Within the last six to nine years, there had only been six who qualified. Ethan ran the movie industry. He also did a lot of modeling and production alongside acting. He was well-known all over the world; men and women adored him. Not only was he gorgeous, but he was well-spoken, regal, and kind. That was the persona he displayed in public. The side of him they didn’t know... he was a ruthless killer. Noah ran the oil fields along with the underground mafia business with his father and Xavier. Xavier also ran his own private technology business. He was one of the most brilliant hackers in the world.

Today is Friday which means expensive VVIPs. See, I work as the most sought after stripper in the club during the night and in the morning, I am the hated nerd. I never wanted anyone to know what I do by this time of the day and allow the people that cannot stand me in daylight to salivate over what they can’t have.

Jaxon. God, even his name sounded like trouble. The golden boy of campus. Hockey captain. Broad shoulders, sharp jawline, hair that always fell effortlessly into place like some commercial. He was the boy girls whispered about in locker rooms. The boy I never thought would even look at me, not when I was the nerd who hid behind thick lenses and over-washed cardigans. But now, here he was, half-dressed, trousers hanging low on his hips, the room spinning with the sour, heavy scent of alcohol clinging to his breath. His weight hovered over me, warm and too close.

The bold, bloody typography across the flyer reads: THE VAULT UNDERGROUND: NIGHT OF BLOOD & GLORY DON'T MISS THE EPIC SHOWDOWN OF THE CENTURY! REIGNING UNDEFEATED CHAMPION: GOLIATH VS. RVC’S UNSTOPPABLE BLOOD-HUNTER: BIGGY SATURDAY NIGHT | THE VAULT Hold on a second… Goliath? That’s the name Ryder called Trey yesterday! So that's how he knows Trey. But since Trey called Ryder "Python"... does that mean Ryder is an underground fighter, too?! Questions pile up faster than I can sort through them. But right beneath the shock, confusion twists itself in my gut. Why is Trey appearing at an underground fight tonight... when I still haven’t heard a single word from him?

He spoke with gritted teeth, a dark expression looming over his features. "H-he pushed me against the wall and uh- I-I banged my head against it really bad and he t-threatened me while grabbing my n-neck." I managed to explain as I made no attempt to hold the tears that are streaming down my face. I don't fully fathom why I am even crying right now but I am just letting it all out. Around Asher, it feels safe to let it all out. He stepped closer, making me flinch. The look on his face, the tone of his voice, everything screamed Asher Lancaster, the merciless mafia, who wouldn’t waste a breath before wiping off the existence of anyone who even dares to mess with him.

"Well, you're the gangster’s daughter, so I kind of expected it to be, you know..." "Actually, I don't," she replied cutting in. "Don't you think your excitement for a dangerous world like the gangsters is getting out of hand?" she asked. "There's no such thing as 'out of hand" I responded. “Seriously, You do know that Gangsters are criminals right?” She Suddenly asked, staring intensively at me. So you are admitting that you are the daughter of a criminal? I almost blurted out. "Really? Cool.” I replied with a repressed smile, "Oh, can I try them on?" I asked, pushing down her statement.

The gangster yelled, causing Nelson to flinch at the cadence of his tone. "You're one of the ballas huh? You here to invade my territory!" The gangster placed the gun close to Nelson's head. Nelson hovered his hands in the ear - face shrunk into a fearful state "No.... I'm here to see someone..." "Who the fuck are you here to see" "...s...Spenser. He lives here, with hi...." "Spenser doesn't live here anymore, fool" the gangster lowered his gun. For a moment Nelson tugged a sigh. And he finally had the guts to look at the guy's face.