Guitar Gangsters And Cadillac Blood Novels & Stories

Serena felt dirty, it turned her stomach to think she was almost raped by a drunk man, wanting to tell Alex that she was fine, she found herself the moment she opened her mouth, throwing up every contents in her belly, she felt weak and almost wanted to fall when Alex quickly held her.

He then questions caressing my cheek after we pull back. "I want to know everything." I breathe with my lips still touching his. "Like really everything?" He sighs and repeats. "Everything..." He brushes his knuckles upon my cheek and I lean into his touch. "You know what I do. Like you just said. Yes, I am a gangster, Nicole. A bloody gangster." He chuckles humorlessly as he pulls his hand back and my face falls at the loss of contact with his skin. I see his eyes turning darker with a serious expression masking his face as he continues. "I work for a gang called Cobra, which is run by our leader Richard Scott. We have several chains over different parts of the states and even in European c

Daniel suspected that his father had seen so much loss in his life that he couldn’t watch anymore of his family die due to gang violence. This was when Peaches chimed in and said that the Taddeos never wanted a truce with the Moltons, they were only pretending to do so. Their ultimate goal was to be the strongest and most powerful gang in all of Detroit, and they almost had their wish. All they had to do was take down the Moltons for good and take control of the entire city. The Taddeos had been slowly and silently growing their numbers and bank account thanks to illegal activities. Over the past thirty years, they gained control of more than half of the cops in the city. Thanks to this, the

I picked up my Ferrari sports car today and wore a black cap and mask. I left the manor going to the gang house close to where Sofia was attacked, I haven't gotten any information that they were involved but do I care? No. I was armed to the teeth as I walked in, the bastards were playing poker, and upon see me they reached for their weapons. But I was faster, I shot at the two on the edge of the table and rained bullets on all of them before they could move. After I confirmed that they were all dead I poured fuel around the table and took out my zippo.

If Rayna wanted to flirt, she could, but I wouldn’t be hiding behind him this time. Hunter’s Range Rover purred beneath us as we sped down the quiet road, the city blurring past. He didn’t talk much during the drive, his hands gripping the wheel tightly, his jaw set. As we pulled into the compound, the air around us seemed to shift. The gang’s headquarters was housed in a converted warehouse dark glass, steel walls, and rows of matte-black motorcycles and high-end cars lining the lot. Armed men stood at the gates, giving curt nods as Hunter passed.

Cain looked at Lucy and could not help but ask, "You won't despise me if I end up becoming a cripple in the future, will you?" "No, of course not. Didn't I say that I'll marry you?" Lucy immediately gave him her vow, knowing full well that he would have a myriad of methods of killing her because of how powerful the Slasher Gang was. She could still have a decent life with a crippled man as long as he had the money. … At that moment, several cars had parked outside a yard. Mick got down from one of the vehicles, along with Menkel, the second elder of the Blood-Drinker Gang, and 40-plus elite fighters from Mus Hall.

"Yeah, some bikers came by. Some gang. I was looking for the guy that pimped my mom out before she died." Lonnie cringes. "Dang. You said a biker gang? What did the guy look like?" I zone out watching her get the needle ready while he describes what the old guy looks like. When she stops moving, I glance over at their eye contact. "Wait, did he have a tiger on the back of his jacket?" Cade thinks about it. "Yeah, and he drove a Harley." She straightens. "I know that guy, and where to find him."