Mobster Novels & Stories

“Has my peer’s condition deteriorated, Kayson?” Kayson heaved a sigh in his heart, thinking about how piteous these two people were. “He won’t die for the time being. Tell me about Dragons Mob.” Even though Juniper was sad, she still briefed Kayson about Dragons Mob in detail. Dragons Mob was an underworld gang in Greenspring, and it was an absolute overlord in this area. The gang had already taken over control of this area four to five years ago. Dragon Mob’s boss was named Jairo Hunt, and he was a skilled fighter. Some claimed that he was a master-level fighter, while some claimed that he was a grandmaster-level fighter. There was a wide diversity of opinions about him.

Tony said simply. “What like the Mafia?” Said Grace shocked. “The Mafia is the Italian version, you already met Xan who is the Chinese Gang Syndicate leader and you already met the European one as well!" Tony said carefully. “Xan, that arsehole I just stared down?” Grace said and Tony nodded. "Who is the European one?” She asked quickly. Tony sighed and said “Kurt Blackwood!” There was a silence as the blood drained out of Grace’s face. She felt like someone had ripped her heart out and kicked her in the stomach at the same time.

I assume it's another mobster. I raced down an empty hallway finding it hard to run with these stilettos. Every now and then, I look behind me at this mobster that's chasing after me. Taking another turn, I appear in another hallway only to be pulled back by this mobster. For once I'm glad it's not Stefano. That man is scary. " Got you, you fucking bitch." He hisses in irritation holding onto my arms. I push backwards, slamming his back against the wall while he's still holding onto me. I step on his toes with my shoe and he screams in pain. I shove my elbow violently against his rib and he let me

After a few minutes of driving they pulled in front of a shady looking building at the back of the city and she cast him an uncertain glance. “Are you sure we’re at the right place?” She wondered. “Yup, this is the right place.” He pushed open the door and walked around the car to join her, “Honestly, my favourite part about being in the Mafia and not some random gang is that I get to walk around in suits and have business meetings in five star restaurants instead of run down buildings in the back city.” He ushered her through the rusted metal door and through a few dark hallways till another door guarded by two men with guns came into view.

I stood up from my chair, "What the fuck?" He sighed, "Calm down, Sunshine. Listen to me first." I took my seat and narrowed my eyes at him, "You have five minutes to explain." "Mob bosses are known to be possessive over their wives. They don't shy away from showing their love for them. We need to carry on this act. I need to touch you or kiss you in front of others and even in private so that no one ever gets suspicious over our acting." I gave him a blank face before opening my mouth,

Being gangsters, these people should have expected to be killed, but at whose hands. And these gangsters are not good birds. Real gangsters aren't as elegant as Marlon Brando's Godfather movies. The real American mob is a bunch of murderous, cannibalistic, bone-spitting bastards. Finally, the old black did not escape Li Jie's chase, Li Jie caught up with him from his position in the heart of the direct blast out of a punch. A blow with internal force to the common man is completely irresistible. Old black

He smirked at his teasing but I just glared at him. "You wish. You look like shit." I turned away from him and moved my hands to the doorknob, turning it and pushing the doors wide open to reveal the luxury that lay inside. It's expected of a Pakhan, the Bratva's Mafia Lord. That's what they were called. Sighing, I move to enter the room but his deep voice stopped me in my tracks; "Baby girl," He called and the endearment sent goosebumps up my arms. Good goosebumps though, and I hated it, "You'd better not think about running. You wouldn't get far. Not here, not now.

"You made damn well sure of that remember? And the only family I had died four years ago so don't stand there and tell me shit about friends and family. I am all alone in this world and i've already made my peace with that fact." At her outbursts, a strange expression took over her father's features and if she didn't know better, she would have thought he was hurt by her statement, but she had learned earlier on in life that Christopher Meyer was an unfeeling bastard whose heart was made up of rocks.and dynamite. He felt no emotions whatsover, and the only time one could get a reaction out of him was when money was involved, and even those reactions were only ever centred around anger, self

Tony was about to take the order but Taya was faster and served a bottle of corona along with the glass in a matter of seconds. "Thank you." She said lowly, as she looked up at the man and their gazes collided. Taya heart skipped a bit as her breath was stuck in her lungs. "You are welcome." The man stared back at Taya before he added, "Danger's everywhere." Taking out a pack of cigars and lighter, putting them on the counter. "Yes." Taya was like hypnotized by the man's utterance. "Never rely on anyone. You should have defended yourself. Not even your co worker would survive a fight against a useless cockroach." He took a swig right from the bottle.

They were all tall, stocky men, attractive if you took off their dark glasses even when there was almost no natural light and everything fell into darkness and there was an indisputable smell of alpha coming from each one of them. -The only people you don't want to cross in your fucking life- Madox replied with a smile and turned to a man who was approaching them -, it's good to see you- The one called Fernando was none other than an alpha with a broad, muscular complexion and a scar that crossed his face above the eye. His short black hair was carefully combed back. Everything normal until one looked at the type of clothing that did not go unnoticed. What is this asshole doing getting invol