Guitar Gangsters And Cadillac Blood Novels & Stories

GUNS AND ROSES CHAPTER ONE MARIA PAUL'S POV .......................................................................................... It was a day to my freedom to run,to crawl or to swim but at most i must move and never slow down. With my poor heart beating profusely, mind racing as i went through the thousand different things that could possibly go wrong tonight. My body ached and my hands shew, the whip marks printed on my skin. I had to do this to save myself. My hands shook with trepidation as i quickly threw clothes into the largest bag i could find, thought after thought occupying my mind . I had to get out of here that was all that mattered.

Livia was frightened, she moved on the chair and looked at the sleeping mobster. Livia was still reading when she noticed the sound of the knocks on the door of the clinic. Frightened, she kept her ears open to what was happening outside. She looked at Enrico and saw that the gangster slept soundly. Livia was thinking of waking him up, maybe it was some rival gang member trying to attack him. She stood up, her heart was fluttering in her chest, the sound of the knocks on the door was louder.

Cadillacia let out a wild laugh, wielding his axe as he shouted, "You lowlives! How dare you challenge the power of the almighty Blood God! Accept the death the Blood God has bestowed upon you! It is your honor!" Cadillacia, now in his secondary form, had grown even more feral as his axe grew stronger with energy. Cracks began to appear in the ground, and the square began to crumble. "F*cking hell," Wilbur cursed, strengthening his attacks.

Dad asks me hurriedly. A sigh of relief escapes me. “I’m fine,” I answer in fluent English—my mother’s tongue—hoping these bastards won’t be able to listen in on my call. “In a little bit of a pickle, but not too bad overall.” “Have they harmed you?” “No. They’ve just been mean mugging me this whole time. Nothing to worry about. Who are these guys, Dad? Old friends?” “I think they’re an up-and-coming Gallardo’s Mafia,” Dad answers honestly. “You haven’t overhead any names, have you?”

The four gangsters looked at each other as if something was planned, and he didn't make a mistake when they suddenly released katanas. But before they could steer the weapons, Zach's companion already shot them. They were using a silencer gun so the gunfire could not be heard. "Hah! You think you can handle me, huh? And you're going to rub my handsome face with your dirty hands?" The arrogant Zach said, even though they are still in a dangerous situation. Zach motioned to his companions and they slowly entered the Battle Underground. And he entered with a smile when he saw that the gangsters inside were startled when they saw them.

I don’t like the look on her face. “That was Gabby.” She tells me. “Ok,” I reply. “I am guessing she was the woman here with hottie #1 and hottie #2.” I say to her. “Yes, she is the assistant to Brady, hottie #2. They manage the band Crazy.” Evie explains. I know who that band. They are one of the biggest rock bands. I have been a fan since they released their first album five years ago. I look at her. I am not sure why she is smiling at me.

the truth of the matter was as follows, there is a business deal I need to finish, there has been a rumour that some alphas are dealing in some shady business from slavery to illegal activities, as the Romanos and the Salvatore were of old blood it was our duty to hold balance within the packs, something the Salvatore’s have been doing without my family involvement since my father died, but is starting to show that the old Alpha Miguel is well aware things are getting out of their hands. I got ready and left my room, the place still looks the same, nothing much has changed but it did bring some old memories, Galleria had always had a special place in my heart but it was here I had broken her

Caused by the incident between the group of red masked men—gangsters, minions of Mafias, Mr. Hunderson, Vince, Clyde, Everleigh, and Raven were brought to hospital. Vince and Clyde both had minor injury on their head. Raven, aside from his gunshot wounds on his leg and shoulder, he got wounds on his arms and back when he protected Everleigh. They are both in not a good place inside the car, not to mention they don't have seatbelts. Raven's body was bumped around inside the car just to protect Everleigh.

he whispered. "Not just any drops of dried blood. Those drops represent the founding fathers of our gang, and I'll be damned if I will disrespect their memory and let any other gang, especially the Blood Kings, steal our territory, kill our men, and shit in our mouths while we lie down like helpless dogs and say thank you for shitting on us." I banged my fist against the table as the thunder outside grew louder. "Sorry, boss, I knew nothing about this war," Wendall replied softly.

The guard fell to the ground with a loud thud, and the second guard quickly brought out his gun, ready to shoot at us, but I was faster in throwing my silver dagger at his forehead. It got stucked in his head and he fell down dead to the ground, covered in the pool of his own blood. Stepping closer, I pulled my dagger from his forehead, took a napkin from my pocket and wiped the dagger clean. “My baby hate the stench of blood.” I said, my calm voice contradicting my expression. I was too calm for someone in the den of gangsters. Walking with Nicko beside me, we entered fully into the warehouse with over thirty gangsters busy with different activities.