Gotham Ed Nygma Novels & Stories

I smirked and pushed him away and wiped my lips which caused him to frown even more. "Rest well, bae," I said, then slowly he lost his consciousness. I whistled as I saw him lying on the cold floor. "Looks like you can't even go to your girl now," I said and shook my head. I think, I need to thank Sophia for her lipstick. AS ordered by Aycxe we met at the compound of the mansion of Matthew Laqueza, a mafia lord and member of the Ktinódis syndicate. "Put this on each wall," I ordered Shiela and gave the two pieces of bombs.

The call rang twice before someone picked up. “Yeah?” a gruff voice answered. “I need information,” Lyra said smoothly. There was a pause at the other end of the line. “Information on whom?” “Nyssa.” Another pause. “Same payment, to my bank,” the voice answered, Lyra nodded, already feeling impatient, “Yes, just tell me where she is,” “She’s been seen around,” the man said slowly. “Not her usual places though.” Lyra’s eyes narrowed. “Where?” “She has been seen with Alpha Damien.”

A heavily reinforced subterranean bunker beneath Marcus Vance’s private estate on the outskirts of the city. The streets of New York had turned into a literal warzone overnight. The Sovereign Circle had placed a massive bounty on Damien’s head. Ten million dollars to anyone who brought him in dead or alive. The news had spread through the underground networks like wildfire. Street gangs, mercenaries, and desperate men with guns were now hunting us. Gunshots echoed in the distance as we passed through a bad neighborhood. A car behind us exploded in a ball of fire as Vance’s men took out a tail. I ducked lower in my seat, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat.

“I like Italian food and also horse riding. I hate cheater and liar and well you should know this thing about your husband especially. I am NewYork most feared mafia leader. I own the most vicious and dangerous gang, Scorpionto. I am mafia my dear wife....” Nathan said each word clearly and Sophia slowly raised her head with clear horror on her face as her eyes locked with his, the stainer fell from her hand.....

"Just his presence in this club spells trouble, and I would like to go to sleep with my head intact tonight, ok? Now you must have met his eye somewhere because he asked of you by name. He wants you to do his bidding for a night." I was so not doing this. Not Nero. How did he end up here so fast and how did he know my name already? He must have pulled my records so fast. "And by bidding, you mean—?" Liam nodded. I shook my head. "Go find someone else, Liam. I'm so out of here." I declared and turned to go. Liam pulled me back, a pleading expression on his face. "I'll suggest you cooperate or we'll both die tonight, no questions. Now I know, I promised not to let your services exceed the stag

~ Thea's POV The black Maybach sliced through the congested Manhattan traffic like a shark navigating bloody waters. As we approached the towering, sleek glass monolith of the Vaughn Enterprises headquarters, the sheer scale of the media apocalypse became terrifyingly clear. The plaza was entirely completely barricaded by NYPD officers and Stellan’s private security firm, desperately trying to hold back a ravenous, surging ocean of journalists, satellite trucks, and paparazzi. The moment my vehicle was spotted, a ripple of chaotic shouting erupted through the crowd.

Iris’s POV The alcohol cleared from my eyes sooner than I expected, and I found myself slowly grasping the situation that was unfolding before me. “Aldo Santino,” one of the uniformed officers announced, the older one, easily nudging Ryder to the side and coming to stand in front of us both, “commander-in-chief of the New York organized crime unit.” He scoffed as he glared up at Damon, and Damon didn’t look very happy to see him, either.

What comes next? Roman tapped his tablet and leaned forward. While we were at Volkov's gala, I managed to intercept another message. "Nyasha" was mentioned several times. She is renowned in the criminal underworld as a top-tier mercenary broker and strategist. Elena said, looking through the files, "She's a ghost." "Just a reputation for being ten steps ahead of her enemies, no photos, no verified nationality." "Do we have a place?" Xander's tone was stern as he asked.

"Nick wouldn't get any benefit if Mango died, so he wouldn't kill her. Then how would he be able to guarantee that she wouldn't die?" Mango thought of the doctor in the villa and Yama Hades in A City. Are the doctor in the villa and Yama Hades your subordinates? Mango was simply too shocked. "Nathaniel waved his finger and said, ""No, no, no, the doctor works for me, but not Yama Hades. That freak has got nothing to do with me. The only thing I know is that she and Jigsaw from the Underground City are husband and wife, but they've separated somehow. Anaya works for me, and as long as you go to A City and find out that she's dying, you'll definitely seek medical attention. Oh Mango, you're su

"We’re here for a meeting with Hell’s Gang, not some... woman." Sasha’s smile didn’t waver. She locked eyes with Jimmy, her voice cold and cutting. "I’m Nyx. And I’m not afraid to kill anyone who disrespects or undermines my authority." The room fell into an uncomfortable silence. The leaders shifted in their seats, and Sasha could see the calculation in their eyes. They were trying to gauge how serious she was. She wasted no time. "Introduce yourselves," she commanded. One by one, they did as she asked. Jim and Jimmy, the loan sharks. Jon, the scam artist. Eddy and Kenny, the illegal gamblers. Miguel and Andre, the black marketeers.