Gangster Novels & Stories

Mike immediately walked in and closed the door behind him. "Boss, You were right..." he replied extending a tabloid towards Nathan. The tabloid had some of the recorded videos. "Michael is back..." Nathan's eyes narrowed as he saw the footage on the screen. Michael Grayson, aka Gaga, was like a sworn enemy to Nathan, leading one of the mafia gang in Italy. He was both dangerous and ruthless. Though Nathan was also related to the mafia, he always had his hands clean. Unlike him, Michael's gang deals with all sorts of illegal activities. Killing, smuggling improper contents were his normal businesses.

“Mr. Calmar doesn’t show off. He is probably hiding in an open spot, waiting for us to catch him and deal with him.” “Then… Cockeye?” Eduardo tsked. “Cockeye is a pussy. I would drink the entire ocean if he did this.” What kind of name is Cockeye? But then, from the movies I have watched, I think gangsters are meant to have funny nicknames like Pencilgun or Dickmachine. I wonder if Alessandro has a nickname. I am sure it will have the word ‘death’ or ‘evil’ in it. Who knows, maybe his nickname is Evil Lord?

Bianca sucked her teeth thrice, “Bad news. They are from the White Star gang, the fourth largest gang in the country. Their leader, Duncan was just released from prison a few months ago after he raped his wife's mother.” I bit my lower lip, “Does Leonardo have some kind of beef with them?” “Hell no,” she chuckled lightly, “They are one of his dogs who help him with his money laundering and drug trafficking businesses.” When she noticed my silence, tension instantly seeped into the atmosphere as she questioned me, “Alessandra, what the hell did you do this time?” “Nothing,” I sat down on the bed, squeezing my eyes as I struggled to recollect my emotions. After a few seconds, I confessed, “One

He enjoyed his meal by himself. That gangster kicked the male classmate, and he fell down on the floor. The gangster spat coldly, “What a stupid b*stard! Do you even know who the hell I am? Besides, we know very well that those who know how to act prudently and sensibly are…” “Great men…” Another gangster continued. “Yes, that’s right! He doesn’t even dare to act smug in front of me. How dare you talk nonsense here! Who the hell are you?”

Simon inquired, removing his gaze from the binoculars and staring at Nick who was busy focusing his gaze in his own. “Ryan Gonzalez is a mafia gangster, they deal in drugs secretly, but you’d never know. You cannot arrest them, since you would never find evidence; they also have people within the government who backs them up. If the police is posing a threat, they’ll fight back,” Nick explained.

Destros said. Bargaining with him would let him know that Nightingale meant more to me than a one night stand. If I agreed to this, he wouldn’t hand her over, he would make more ridiculous demands till he was satisfied. I know how gangsters worked. I was part of the mafia now, but once upon a time, I had been a mere gangster too. Besides, the mafia was really just an upgraded style of gangster life.

Abaddon's cold and calculated aura permeated the air around him, and Axel's cynical jests added an eerie layer to the atmosphere. They were heading to meet Dexter Manson, one of Abaddon's most trusted Capos, to discuss a serious matter that threatened to disrupt the delicate balance of power in the underworld. A rival mafioso, Giovanni Bianchi, saw an opportunity to seize control of territories weakened by the recent death of David Garcia, another Capo under Abaddon's command. Giovanni was ruthless and ambitious, and he sensed a weakness in Abaddon's organization.

The policeman asked, “Just let us know what you want. If you have any difficulties, the police will definitely help you. Don’t go down this road.” Anna also said in horror, “Do you want money? I can give it to you. As long as you let me go, I will give you any amount of money you wish for.” “Bah, I don’t want money! I want a wife!” These words made her bewildered. ‘What is he saying?’ The police were also perplexed, “What did you say?” The gangster said, “You all think that I am poor and ugly. There is not even a woman who would look up to me. I am almost forty now and I have never had a relationship with a woman before. Do you know how much suffering I have b

I didn't want to ruin that with sexual stuff. I bet he was into bad stuff. Like loan sharks-- heck, he could even be a mafia boss who liked blood and couldn’t get enough of killing. But for once, let the consequences be damned, alright? Maybe I was judging by his looks- "… hey, you heard what happened to Ice-T last night?" "Maaan! Dude thought he could play both sides. Big Mac don't fuck around. Gave his ass two shots and he dropped." Their laughter shook me and I held onto my bag tight. These boys were from the local gangsters around the neighbourhood and they were trouble. It was too late to turn back now, I was headed in their direction.

deep down, I never wanted to go home again. Was it even my home? "I'm sorry, Quinn, but I can't leave you with him. We owe Mickey and our debt was paid until he saw you. You're young and you're most definitely his type but we refuse to give him what he wants so he will take it," Danny sounded frantic again, "you don't know Mickey. He's a dangerous man." "Who is he?" I asked, blinking away my tears as much as I could. "He's a Made man and a few years ago he took up being the head of the mafioso," Gunnar replied, rounding his desk to stand at my side.