Gangster's Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I just killed someone. Gunshots erupte from the other side of the club as people screams and shrieks. " Fucking piece of shit." Gray scoffs and pulls sinister's head from the table. He draws out the knife and tosses sinister' bleeding body on the floor like a rag doll. " Did he tell you?" I ask Gray fighting so hard not to freak out at the people I just killed. I'm no longer a mobster's girlfriend , I'm now a murderer. Oh god. " Yes he did."

Alex said. "So we have a deal right?" Alyssa asked and Alex nodded in agreement to her statement then Alex handed over to Alyssa a pen and she signed both her copy of the agreement and Alex's copy too. Alex did the same thing as he signed on his and her copy and both of them exchanged and shook while introducing themselves properly. "Well am Alex Civella by name, one of the most dangerous and respected Mafia in town," Alex said to Alyssa. "And I am Alyssa Harley by name, a former business owner" Alyssa said to Alex as they both looked into each other's eyes and they could both feel the spark in them as they held each other's hands for a while before they let go of each other's hands.

Just want to get to know you," I smiled but I noticed the guy looking at me, observing me. "You know, you're my brother's girlfriend, after all, I want to be close and know you better," I tried to lie. The real reason was this guy, my wolf, and myself, alone, didn't want to trust him, and the fact that this mate-bond was making me possessive and lose control of myself sometimes.

It was a known fact that Melody Shaw, the school belle, only dated people for three months. Yet, she went out with me for nine months. Everyone said that it was proof that I was her true love. However, a viral post in the forums said that her true love, Mike Clint, had returned and that she would ditch me for him soon enough. I thought it was a joke and wanted to show it to her, but she turned to her side and pulled away from me, pretending to be asleep. I thought she was upset that a girl gave me her number, but I needed her contact information for my report. So, I pulled her into my embrace like nothing was out of the ordinary. Her eyes were closed, and her lips were sealed shut. My h

He smirked. "I learned from the best. They say, once you marry a gangster, you'll start to act like one" she gave a wink and stood up. "Mr Martin, you'll get your payment once the job is done. Now if you'd excuse me, I have things to attend" "You mean a date with your boyfriend?" "You sure fell for it didn't you?" "What?" He was confused about what she was talking about. "Nevena is the boyfriend. She's the one who has been sending those texts. I can't believe you really fell for it. What a fool!" She scoffed.

My fingers tighten around the phone as I stare at her message, trying to make sense of it. She’s scared. Or maybe ashamed. Maybe both. She shouldn't be, not after the nights we've spent together. So that’s it? - Liam I type, my frustration seeping through. You don’t want to be seen with me because of what I do?” - Liam Her response is instant this time. I don’t hang out with boys like you, Liam. I don’t get involved with... gangsters. -Liam The word stings more than I care to admit. Gangster. I know what I am, I’m not naive about it, but hearing it from her? That’s different.

He'd been in the mafia years ago, and the gold chain around his neck was as thick as a finger. Bianca thought she'd finally made it. Her Instagram was nothing but staged shots. One day she was showing off a Gucci bag, the next a BMW steering wheel, always with the caption "blessed". She was desperate to prove she'd made the right choice, hoping to reclaim her pathetic sense of superiority. Unfortunately, she'd just traded one hell for another.

I greeted. “Guy, how far na.” Victor asked as I shook hands with him. “I am fine. What are you guys taking about?” I asked Stella who still had a pissed off look in her eyes. “Investments, your girl got a lot of great ideas.” One of the men said as I smiled. “His girl?” Stella asked in a tone that suggests otherwise. “Yes, you know, girlfriend and all.” I explained to her as she whispered under her breathe. “I shouldn’t have agreed.”

She was my princess, and I knew she will rule my heart like a queen when we will grow old. I am smart, brave, and very over-protective of the person whom I love. I love the concept of saving the damsel in distress. But then everything went down the hill when I discovered who my girlfriend is. My Girlfriend had kept one of the biggest truths of her life from me. My Girlfriend was never a damsel in distress. My Girlfriend is Mafia Queen!

Elliot gave her a quick wink. “Yes please”She eagerly agrees before holding onto his arms as they both walk out of the hall. “Who is that bitch with Elliot?”Laila scoffs in disbelief.She watched how the two of them were talking and laughing while leaving the hall. “Maybe his girlfriend,”Nina concluded, sipping from her glass of wine. “His girlfriend!”Laila yelled.Some people turned to look at her wondering if she was insane. Laila bowed down nervously while laughing,Signalling that everything was okay.She pulled Nina to her,Nina Yelp by Laila suddenly pulled as she tried not to spill her drink.