Gangster Sonic Novels & Stories

She interrupted me, "I know you're fine, I called the office first. Do you need me to find the face behind the curtain" "I'll deal with this one myself, It's Sancho" I revealed to Sonia as I pulled the vehicle into an underground tunnel and she was silent from the other end for a while before responding, "Are you sure?" Sancho was a local gangster that ran his business outside the New York Underground Federation and rendered services that wasn't a competition to mine but suddenly he gets inspired by foreign forces to compete with my operation. I destroyed him before he even made a move. Burnt his multi-billion villa and business buildings with missiles but spared his life because he swore to

Iker ran a hand through his hair, visibly frustrated. "What makes you believe in his protection after his own men almost killed you?" Lizzy hugged herself, and her voice cracked. "The contract..." "Lizzy, do you really think Greed will keep his end of the deal? You must remember that he's a gangster, and not just any gangster, but the leader of the most powerful mafia in New York. Trusting him wholeheartedly, based solely on a contract that he could break at any moment, is complete madness." And she knew it. It was complete madness to trust someone so dangerous. But even if he broke his word, she wouldn't break hers to protect herself and her child.

“That middleman was a scammer! He took the money and ran, then had people beat me up!” Carmela screamed and lunged forward. “My God! Who did this?! Who dared touch my son?! He’s the future Don Corleone’s godson!” Vincent kicked over the coffee table. “Where’s the money?! Where the hell is my five hundred thousand?!” “The money… it’s gone…” Sonny’s face was smeared with snot and tears. Then his eyes shifted, and he suddenly pointed at me with vicious hatred. “That b*st*rd said… said I didn’t know the rules! He said if I want to enter Don Corleone’s door, I need a real ‘knockout’!”

My fucking cell phone immediately rings. -Well what the fuck happened?-Jaidyn -I offered her a contract as our official photographer and graphic designer. She accepted the offer.-Me -Thank fucking god.-Jaidyn -I did tell her she has to travel on your tour bus since yours has more than enough room for her to edit all her pictures and whatnot.-Me -That is fucking fine with me-Jaidyn

One of the cylindrical sonic disrupters flickered, its hum building to a whine, then ceasing. The pressure in the room eased a quarter. Quick as a flash, with a breath of relief, Sabatine ducked under a swinging baton and struck the man in the throat with an elbow. He took hold of a stun baton when he saw a man crumpling and thrust it into an attacker’s ribs. The man jolted and collapsed. "The sound field was fragmenting, becoming patchy," Tom noted. "The other disruptors were warbling in an unordered Anton stood gasping over the faulty console, his hands scorched, his ears ringing in the sudden, relative quiet. His eyes met Sabatine’s across the room.

The impact threw debris into the air, and the shockwave hit my chest like a hammer. She stood in the crater she’d made, her gaze sweeping across us with no hint of recognition, only rage. How were we supposed to knock her unconscious when she could dodge everything we threw at her? We needed to disorient her. I reached behind me and pulled out the Sonic screamer. Its sharp hum vibrated against my palms as I powered it on. I gave Quin a signal, a single nod. She raised another Dream Blaster. “On my mark,” I said, tightening my grip.

Creepy I know but this is the bratva world, the world of weird stuff, blood, drug, and money. “Yuri called, he says he needs you back, Karan is due to arrive in J City this evening.” Soul’s report, his name is Leo by the way. “I am done anyway, get the money ready and make sure the cleaning crew sorts out the cold room,” I tell him. “Yes, boss.” I walked down the hallway to the shower, when I got there, I strip naked and get under the shower and let the water wash away the blood. I should not tell DJ about this because he cannot take it, he is a businessman, not a gangster and I will make sure that his involvement ends there.

said one of them, “when I tol’ ‘im his girl wassan ugly sacka shit?” “You shoulda seen ‘er face instead!” said the other They both howled with raucous laughter. A black hovervan zipped up and stopped on a dime right next to them. Its side door opened with a SWOOSH and Xylo fired at the two of them with a fully primed sonic rifle. The sound waves struck the bumbling thugs, which caused their inner ears to go haywire. They both stumbled to the ground, unable to tell which direction was what.

Nina opens her mouth and bites his ears! With all of her strength, Nina tightly bites the gangster's ear! A third of the ear is immediately bitten off! There is blood everywhere! The gangster issues a scream in pain, and slap hard on Nina face! "You fucking bitch! Bitch!" The gangster grabs Nina's hair and starts to slap her in the face at right and left. Nina's ears are buzzing. At first she still can also hear the gangster's curse. And then, she can't hear anything.

She leaned over Sasha and grinned at her in the mirror, “you didn’t want to tell me in private, you’ll spill it to all of us.” “Bitch,” she muttered under her breath and Chastity laughed at her. “Sonny’s grandson? Sasha, he’s not just a mob boss, he’s the mob boss.” Ginger, her bartender and bar manager leaned against the wall her arms folded over her chest, questioned her with wide eyes. “Are you brave or stupid?” her question echoed the sentiment Sasha had held earlier in the evening. “Stupid,” she didn’t bat an eyelash as she started applying her makeup in the mirror. “I shot my mouth off. It got heated.”