Guitar Gangsters & Cadillac Blood นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

I may not have the ability to beat The Mysterious Demon but there was a girl just like her that I was ready to use as a replacement. I drove my Audi R8 speedily with Zack sitting next to me. Jason would drive the rest with him. This $136,000 car was the first of many cars that I was able to buy once I started my gang. It had been my dream car ever since I laid eyes on it. Getting the money wasn't easy though and it wasn't the most honest way of making money either but I'm a gang leader, nothing I did was honest. My gang was in charge of a lot of drug transportation all over the world. I had members almost everywhere, all trained and all strong. This car was a trophy of our success.

Her dad screamed, the crowd got deafening. The drums started to roll, bass, electric and the rhythm guitar followed. The resonances pleasantly synchronized with the loud cheer from the crowd. Dan's band started to perform. The first song, It's My Life by Bon Jovi. The audience was singing along. They all looked excited. Jumping, raising their hands, banging their heads! The drummer, the bassist and the rhythm guitarist, they all looked crazily happy. Mina's dad looked so cool, swinging his electric guitar and singing with the wild crowd.

The ground vibrated against their feet Suddenly, the sounds of gun firing was heard. People scrambled, screaming. "Come on, we need to find the boys", Elizabeth said. They held each other tightly, going through the hallway. " Look out", Elizabeth pushed Elenore on the floor when a bullet was shot right at them. They hid under a table finding a way out. The gang leaders exchange fires, the hall was filled with sound of gunshot and people screaming. Thump! Someone fell from upstairs landing on his neck, he died

Above being the cover story of Rolling Stone like some kind of rock star of telecommunications. He was nothing but a big jerk.

The pain eases out of my chest, but I’m still dizzy and sick to my stomach. I crawl off like a dying dog and vomit against the wall, expelling globs of blood onto the impacted earth. Luban kneels next to me and hands me the last of our blood bags. “Is she alive?” “Of course she is,” Asmodeus answers before I can. “She is of my blood.” “We’re all of your blood, you unhinged twat,” Darrick says. I grin to myself. Only one of Asmodeus's own sons would dare speak to him that way.

A gun was drawn. "Don't tell me you're going to..." The Wolf Gang man smiled meaningfully. "I'm sure you understand. Well, you're right. We can't kill you because we need you alive, but that doesn't mean we can't kill the others, right?" Angie widened her eyes. "What the fuck? What do you mean, huh?" The gun was pressed against the nightclub manager's temple. The safety was released. Angie cringed as she saw the Wolf Gang man's fingers ready to pull the trigger. One small movement and the bullet in the gun would instantly blow a hole through the nightclub manager's head.

They fight with vengeance, with hatred. Howls split into the air, the forest drowns out the whimpers. The ground swallows the blood that spills. Teeth tear into skin, claws rip apart flesh.Wolves zip past, paws pounding the sand. We hunt, chase, kill. It’s chaos, and it’s madness. From the corner of my eye, Macy shields a young Delta with her body, snarling, while Rio takes down two rogues at once. The chorus of our pack’s howls spurs me forward, refusing to let anyone fall. Then, I focus on the rogue I’m chasing.

They all had their jackets open, hands near guns, and expressions carved from years of vendetta. Crates stood there like broken teeth, jagged and hollow. A few still smoked faintly, like they’d picked up the habit from the men now circling them. Gangsters muscled around them in slick shoes, equipped with bulletproof egos. They stood around in the ash like altar boys at a cermon, but with worse manners and better trigger fingers.

Seven years later, I returned to Ros Aegeles and saw Lucas again. With the Lionel family’s help, he became the capo of Cosa, the Ros Aegeles branch of the Lenza Group. It was the biggest gang in Ameria. Lucas was at a grand villa that belonged to the Lenza Group’s capo. He stood at the center of the crowd with Chloe in his arms. Her flawless makeup and beautiful dress highlighted her beauty while Lucas enjoyed the admiration of his subordinates and fellow branch leaders.