Ragatha X Gangle Novels & Stories

If Rayna wanted to flirt, she could, but I wouldn’t be hiding behind him this time. Hunter’s Range Rover purred beneath us as we sped down the quiet road, the city blurring past. He didn’t talk much during the drive, his hands gripping the wheel tightly, his jaw set. As we pulled into the compound, the air around us seemed to shift. The gang’s headquarters was housed in a converted warehouse dark glass, steel walls, and rows of matte-black motorcycles and high-end cars lining the lot. Armed men stood at the gates, giving curt nods as Hunter passed.

Genteel gets up and charge to Mukura who is readying another attack. Garamba claps her hands once and the whole area is covered in darkness. And the four of them stop fighting. “A coward’s tool is the blindness of others for he or she fears defeat!” “I am not afraid of you boy!” Garamba answers from right behind him. Launches an elbow attack and she dodges going and he completely turns to look her direction. Garamba rises and places her hand on his chest and Gurudza is instantly restrained from moving. “That will hold you for a while until I am done with the little girl too!”

My phone rang, making me release her. She coughed, grasping for air as I picked up my phone. Ricco is the dialer. I took the call. "Sup?" "OG." "What's going on?" I asked, taking notice of his dull voice. "Them Jerkins boys, OG. They are at it again." Motherfuckers. "What they do this time?" I asked as Imani got on her feet and headed towards the stairs. I stared at her as she walked. "They burnt two malls in the hood."

He parked somewhere in front of a fountain at the front of the enormous building……they had a fucking fountain in here, I fought the urge to gape and just got out of the car. An elderly lady approached me, I looked over my shoulder just in time to see a redhead wrap herself around the silver haired fool. I scowled, turning away. “hello dear, I’m Martha” I looked at her face, it was soft and kind, she had what they called a heart shaped face, and….. I noted with interest, amber eyes “I’m Arian’s grandmother” she added

“You have only three days.” He turned and walked away. Where am I supposed to see fifty million in three days ? •×•×•×•×•×• “...anyway, it’s a good thing the loan sharks I borrowed from took that bad luck the moment he was released,” my aunt’s voice drifted in from outside, loud and careless. My heart thudded painfully as I listened. “I also sold him to the Bato Brothers' gang to pay off my debts from gambling,” my uncle added, his voice rough with laughter, as if talking about selling an old chair.

“He is a giant, bad bully! A mean, disgusting rogue bully! His hands are picking on our Mommy because she is small!” My little lips form a tight, bleeding line, my gray eyes turning completely pitch black with supreme alpha rage. My tongue doesn't speak a single word immediately. Instead, my small fingers fly like lightning over the keyboard, cracking into the regional council registry, and soon Gage’s dirty life details fill the entire screen before our eyes. His bloodline profile is littered with scandalous, dirty headlines across the territory.