Guitar Gangsters And Cadillac Blood Novels & Stories

Her body froze when her eyes spotted a familiar thing. Her trembling hands rang her mom's number. Her eyes were locked inside the car. The other line was ringing. But her world crumbled when the phone started to blink inside the taxi. Mina felt a tight squeeze around her heart. It's so heavy. Everything around her turned dark. She was still holding her phone, the other line kept ringing. Her eyes, that were only staring at the blinking light, became gloomy. Her tears came out, flowing heavily. She made another quivering steps towards the smashed cars. She couldn't see any faces, but her tearful eyes were fixed on that familiar thing. Her guitar. She could see blood on it.

Sisi whispered. The moment they came down to the second floor, the guard was already dead. Blood was spraying out from her neck, staining the wall. It was a female Badblood. She has two horns on her head and a rough face. Her arms were huge and solid, the muscles that fill her body was too much and almost disgusting to look at. Daren and Lukas have weapons on their hands, a sword and a spear, while Viktor has a cute dagger with flower embroidery on the hilt.

As one of them moved to stab Shayan, a firm grip stopped him. All eyes turned to see RV standing in the doorway with a murderous glare, holding the goon's hand tightly. Shayan's lips curled into a smirk at the sight of his friends arriving with equal determination. The combined force of the "Great Black Tigers" quickly subdued the goons, leaving them unconscious on the floor.

“Five, I think.” I waited. He just looked back at me placidly. “Killian – ” I warned him. He sighed, resigned. “Me grandpop had a bunch of old 45s. You know, the little records? Bo Diddley, and Chuck Berry, and Muddy Waters. He was in a band back in the ‘60’s, back when the Stones were comin’ up, and back then they were all into the blues, so that’s what he had mostly. I used to sit in front of the record player and just listen to ‘em, over and over. I was obsessed. And so I asked for a guitar for my birthday. Didn’t get it. Said I was too little, hands wouldn’t fit right. And I basically said bollocks to that, and I nicked 20 quid from me mum’s pocketbook – it was payday, I remember that –

Brick gave the order to leave the bikes behind and Goldie along with them, despite her pouting about missing out on all the action. It was better to be safe than sorry and she wasn't going to come to harm on Brick's watch. There was no telling what kind of punch "the Zygotes" packed in terms of weaponry as they were a notorious one percent gang here in Canyon Creek and quite a nasty bunch as it were. Criminals, low lives, and thugs were what made up their ranks. it was also a well-known fact among the other M. C. that cooking and dealing meth was their bread and butter.

he gulps fear in his voice “Well out with it then,” I say my tone harsh and stern “The Blood Rippers cartel sir,” he says my blood running cold at the name The second most dangerous gang in the Country, second to mine, my rivals.

he added. "Who said I won't come?" I smirked. "Yown!! The troop is complete again." they said at the same time then they high 5ed. "No one to leave! Co. Founder." they said and they shook hands with me. The hand of Gangs. "Of course, we're brothers." I added. "Brother, before the rope is broken, don't blame or come clean, this whole scandal is just a misunderstanding is-------." the boys sang. Really crazy people. That's a song by 187mobstaz. I was suddenly terrified. Are they abnormal? Jejedays.

His whole body was covered in blood. Slap! Harvey then casually picked up an ashtray from a table and smashed it on the other gangster’s face. He immediately collapsed to the ground, without the strength to even roll. When the last two gangsters rushed up toward Harvey, he kicked the letter opener on the ground. The gangsters both showed extreme disbelief in the next moment, then kneeled on the ground slowly while covering their throats. Blood started to seep out between their fingers. The sight terrified everyone in the scene.

"Do you know the names of the gangs?" "No. I never learned them." He smacked his palm to his forehead and sighed. "Sunny?" "Yes, boss?" She sat up straight. "Wanna tell her the names?" "Sure." She nodded. "Snakes and Lions." "Thank you. Now Laura, can you guess which one we are?" "Wait you're all in a gang?" I blurted. All eyes fell on me. Then everyone started giggling, except Bran whose eyes were dead serious and pleading for me to get this right.

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.