Rival Gang Novels & Stories

TRISTAN’S POV I stood at the forefront of my gang, my eyes fixed on the rival gang before us. The air was electric with tension, our growls and snarls filling the night air. This wasn't just any rival gang - they were sent by the scientist who had been breathing down my neck, demanding more drugs and faster and it happened to be my ex best friend . But I wouldn't be intimidated. I had built my reputation on fear and respect, and I wouldn't let anyone take that away from me.

It piqued Gianna's interest as Jerome immediately came to mind "Why would you say that?" Sera cautiously looked around as if she was about to say something forbidden. "That place is known to be a criminal's nest for the longest time. Countless gangs bred and perished there except for the Black Mamba Boyz and the Red-eyed Skulls. Heard they used a leader battle to absorb other gang members. You know...the winner takes it all kind of spec. Whatever triggered their unholy actions these days is anyone's guess. Are you new around here though?" She knew her ignorance birthed the question. "Uh...no. Not really."

"The blood of the humans who attacked Ava will be put to good use." As we closed in on the humans, they looked up at us in fear. "Why did you attack Ava?" I demanded. “Answer me!” "We-We are members of a rival gang," one of the humans said, quivering. "We felt like you were taking all the opportunities for success, and we didn't want you to succeed.” The words hung in the air for a few moments, and I could feel the anger boiling within me. "That was no reason to attack one of our own. We will not let this go unpunished."

Worse, an unbearable heat surged through her, which fogged her mind and set her body aflame. “Dustin…” she whispered weakly. Phoebe snorted disdainfully. “Still counting on him? That drink he just had? It’s five times your dose. It wasn’t even the same drug. His will kill him!” Aaron sneered. “I’ve already called the Crimson Gang. They’ll deal with him soon enough. You’ll never see him again.” Irene’s face turned pale as fear clawed at her. The Crimson Gang was a notorious underground gang in Lannopolis. They were infamous for their brutality and crimes.

He finally turned to me, his gaze fixed on mine. “They allied with the Blood Ravens.” The name alone didn’t mean much other than a hint of violence and brutality. But really, weren’t they all, Hawks, Eagles, and other gangster birds, equally ruthless and violent? “And who are they, exactly?” “In short? They’re an old mafia group from the UK. They tend to be ruthless and don’t make a habit of taking prisoners. For a while, they weren’t a threat to us, but after a deal went wrong, they became our declared enemies.”

My brother fell in that category too. Just a metre away from Leo and his men is Daniel and his Siko mafia men. My eye moves from Leo to Daniel, still wondering which one of them killed my brother. They both look down, avoiding my cold gaze. They are the only two rivals with enough resources and guts to start this war. Blood-hungry, peace- hating, these DBS monsters. It’s been like this for generations. My eyes move away from our enemies and I walk to take seat in front of Jake’s coffin the same time a familiar figure approaches to sit right behind me. Hunter shifts uncomfortable while Father shoots him a deadly look.

My fists were clenched tightly at my sides, my jaw was set, and my head was held high with my back straight as I walked down the hallway, mentally counting each step and silently praying to whatever gods were listening that I wouldn't meet anyone on my way until I reached the door. That same door that, despite being right in front of me, seemed impossibly far away. Noises echoed from outside the building – not just any building, but the nation's media house. Outside, over one hundred thousand people from across the nation had gathered, arguing and silently waiting to see who would win tonight's game between Sunhaven and Dawnlands. They wanted to know which of the two greatest packs in the na

Cyril leaned back, staring at the dimly lit chandelier above as if pulling the past from the depths of his mind. "It started over seventy years ago, long before any of you were born. Back then, the Kavanaughs and Monteros weren’t just rivals in business, we were at war in the underworld. What you see today, the wealth, the power, the influence, was built on blood. And the Monteros? They were just like us." Ryan frowned. "You mean… the families were involved in crime?"

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.

He spent three years in military school, and could be said to be a trained solider. He was also a volunteer undercover journalist, good in marital arts, kick arts, taekwondo, impossible to beat when fighting without weapons. So Bon-Hwa Ren the son of the president of Z country knew better than to use local gang stars to deal with him. They were all loyal to him. Rohan may not belong to them, but always use any gang when he wants to achieve any of his ill agenda. Meggi belonged to the Judas Gang in Europe, it was reported to be the worst gang in Europe, they never failed in any of their operations and had never been caught.