Her Gangster Life Novels & Stories

“You thought me how to use guns, so why can’t I keep one?. You know, even a gangster must carry a gun from time to time. ”I smiled. “Ah Reece, Your Father ain’t gonna be happy seeing you shootin’ at people, you know. He wants you to take up a clean life.”He rubbed the scruff of his neck gently. “That’s what he wants, not what I want. ”I held his shoulders. “Reece, look. This kinda lifestyle ain’t the best. There are hidden truths about this gangster game and if you ain’t looking closely, you gonna get mobbed.”

There’s one of him fishing and a few at the beach, but nothing to give me any idea about where he lived before he enrolled at Blackthorn. Clearly, his old man left him money. Probably money he stole from the family, but nobody was ever able to find it. He wasn’t as smart as he thought, though, because he got found out. Hence agreeing to work with the feds. He was scared out of his mind knowing Bruno Morelli doesn’t take well to being robbed. No one does. But he is a guy with plenty of muscle behind him, which most people don’t have at their disposal.

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.

Not all unions are made in heaven and bound to be fairy tales. The Nepharious Gangster's lethal Love - the painful saga of love and hurt. To be continued.....

“You have a week Alex. Think about it. You wanna be a gang leader, you must have it as your priority. And you know, there’s no life if you aren’t in a gang” I left without replying and as I entered and drove the car, a part of me was screaming to get the hell out of this gang thing. But that’s… that’s weird. Being a gang leader has been my life for the last 6 years. I can’t leave like this. I went back to my house. I will visit the school at the dispersal to meet her and tell her that I am not in the gang for now. ----- Catherine “I don’t know,” I replied to Avery as she was eating my brain over where the hell Alex is.

"So dish." "Well I'm dating a guy who helped me get away from my moms husband. They murdered my grams and they were after me. They were trying to marry me off to a gang leader for his son. They had me for two weeks or three, I don't know. I escaped and some people dropped me in town." I tried to keep some out of the story but she read between the lines like always. "Your dating a gang member, aren't you?" She smirked. "Yes. His name's bran."

“I don’t care who you are!” “I don’t care what background you have!” “If you hurt Boss Dart, you go against us!” “We’ll rip you to shreds!” “Let him go right now!” Under the gangster’s lead, his companions stepped forward with wretched looks. The Hatchet Gang were the ones who took advantage of others for so many years, and not the other way around. Boss Dart was currently strapped to the hood of the car after being completely crippled. Boss Dart, who was on the verge of death, chuckled coldly after seeing his brothers standing up for him. He felt extremely confident in his chances to survive.

After a week of recovery, I discovered twelve rogue gangsters who once had a bright future. With the trust fund account my mother left me, I secretly started building a syndicate that gave me an upper hand in the underground business and one that would protect me. I trusted these men with my lives, so I was wrong when I said I didn’t trust anyone. “He’s inside” Gary spoke immediately I entered. He was tied to a chair, his face swollen from being beaten up. I bent down to properly look at him, he looked so young and innocent. “How old are you?”

So here I was living for a few days at Ricky's pad until I found my own place. Although it looked shabby, it was big. As like all boys’ places it was a huge big mess. With clothes everywhere, cigarettes etc "Welcome to my pad." Ricky had said to me as he helped me to unpack my things. Apparently it was a 20 roomed flat housing Ricky and his other gang members. They had all been shunned by their parents, loved ones etc because of their chosen gangster lifestyle, doing drugs and getting arrested.

"I did it but unfortunately they were all shut up by money. As i became the gang's only source of income. They trained me for racing, for trafficking and what not. I tried to run away from them many times, but whole city was under his men. They weren't ready to lose me at any cost. It's underground mafia, police also involved with it. In my childhood i read about them in news articles. You know what, Sana's father who was a sincere police officer. He charged against one of group leader and collected evidence against him. He was almost close to the gang, then suddenly he was killed by goons. I felt so sad for Sana, she had to see her parents slaughtering infront of her own eyes. When i was in