Nerdy Gangster Novels & Stories

I was lost. "That question doesn't have a solution".he said."I'll show you when we get home." I nod and he kiss my cheeks,I look over at the other table and some boys were looking at me like I stole something from them. "Who are they?".I ask looking at the boys. "They..they are my ex" Jace said and scratch the back of his head. "All of them?".I ask,there were five dudes sitting at the table. Two nerds,a jock thats on the team,emo and a normal looking guy.Why do jace have so many ex's .

I laugh manically at him, "No fucking way, go rent yourself an assassin" But he doesn't understand, "Dahlia, this isn't up for debate, I need you to do this, you also know who the gang is" he trails off, and then he adds, "Hounds" and I don't have time to even think about the words that come out of my mouth, 'Marcus Fuckin Donally" Like every gang, they think they are going to be unstoppable. More like unstable.

I stomp my foot at the though of going through another set of crowd the second time in a day. "It's all your fault you know...if you had just listened to me this won't have...." "Yeah, yeah...you kept reminding me." I snort in reasons. "Ahh....there is already security waiting for you." He says and like he said a group of good ass looking, Asian guys in suit appears beside me. Oh well hello handsomes. "Thanks Neil you are surely the best." I gush with a smile. "Please refer to me as your manage. Please." Ion know why he prefers that. He is such a weird kid.

He said. “I’m not mad anymore,” I said. “My brother says you are a gang member.” That’s not exactly what he said. He said Nero was a part of the mafia, but it was all the same to me. Gangs did the same things that the people who were higher up in the hierarchy did. They were just more successful. Nero laughed when I said that. “Do you think I am part of a gang?” He asked. “I don’t really know you very well. You have seen every part of my body, and I don’t even know your middle name.” I said with a shrug to try to pass the whole thing off as casual.

the director screamed in disbelief “how?” “not that it’s any of your business though” Jasper started “ but if you are so concerned I’ll give you a briefing of the whole story. I have always been a member of the BMO gang right from it’s inception along with my junior brother zeke here and maestro. It was the elders idea to enroll me in the NDLEA. With their influences, they made it happen in no time and I have been their inside ever since then” The director’s eyeballs kept on widening in disbelief.

They were called the Green gang because all they cared about was money which they termed 'green'. They were loud and ruthless. Their leader, a short Black man who called himself Dinero said, “Yo! Ash man! Turn yourself in.” Dinero wore green rimmed shades, and his cut off jeans where sagging from his slim waist. Ash looked him up and down before replying, “I'm sorry man, but I won't. I thought we were brothers, we run these streets together. All of a sudden, you're going to rat me out to the cops. You ain't being loyal.”

Kyle Black. He's your average, good-looking, football playing, jerk. And the big reason why my life at school is hell. Sure, somedays I just wish I could wipe that smug smirk off of his face, but then I remember that he's the future Alpha. Can't mess with them. People seem to like calling me 'Nerdy Skylar.' It doesn't even rhyme! Though I just kept reminding myself that this is my last day here for a while, so I'll finally be free of them later today.

Heck he even pushed one of the bullies and got in his face and punished him and his little gang "You think you're so tough? Come on get up and hit me" Derek snarled as he got in Henry's, one of the boys' bullies, face which in turn made the teen coward down, even more, shaking his head as the rest of the pack watched on. Papa stood by Mama, Reggie and Liam, with a smirk on his face and arms crossed over his chest watching the scene unfold

No. "He's a gangster," she says in a low voice. "His family has been running this gang for years, since the 30s I think." 20s, actually. "He does all kinds of shit, trafficking, prostitution, you name it. He's a real bad guy." He should've just tried to become an actor, at this point. He didn't know he could fake concern, enthusiasm, and every other emotion so easily. "What?"

“Where did you see him?” She waved a hand. “Some high-end club in Miami. He was with a couple of his father’s guys, but he looked…” She hesitated, choosing her words. “Focused.” “Focused?” I repeated. She nodded. “Like he had unfinished business.” Something cold slithered down my spine, but I forced myself to laugh lightly. “Dante always thinks he has unfinished business. It’s part of his charm.” Elena grinned. “True. But still, be careful, yeah?”