Rival Gang Novels & Stories

He staggered, spit red, but his answer wasn’t retreat. It was a hook. Sloppy, but real. It caught me across the cheek. I laughed, blood on my teeth. “There it is. Your first bite.” His grin was half-feral. “Then keep feeding me.” The night it happened, the pit was overflowing. Word had spread — Rival fights till death. Rival can’t be killed. Rival is the pit. The rails bent under the weight of bodies pressing close, cash flying, chants deafening.

He leaned on his motor and began to read. Dear Gangster, Lucifer Cuenca, the name of the man who received and I am not ashamed. A lot is being stoned about me being a Psycho and Weirdong girl. I've been seeing you at school for a few years but you just talked to me too. I will never forget how we started talking.

Chapter 20: A Dangerous Temptation Adriano When I returned my attention to the men in front of me, my hands behind my back and walked up and down the line as I spoke calmly to them. “You are the SR also known as The Storm Riders, the street gang that started a few years back. Your activities include drug trafficking, assaults, murder and robbery. Your rivals include Fury Legion, Dark Elites and others. Your leader is Benjamin, a pretty stupid fucking name if you ask me.” I laid down everything I learned about them.

Because of this, he almost hit the side of the road. Finding the opportunity, the two angel-devil members immediately accelerated the pace of their motorcycles and left Nam Gil far behind. The two smiled at each other then quickly reached the finish line together. Hyang and the other two gang members cheerfully welcomed their friend who became the winner. The race was a match between two gangs, The Angel-devil from the SEC's elite school and the Blackhawk gang from the other school. The members of the Blackhawk gang looked at Hyang and his friends with expressions full of anger.

It was a cool evening, moonlit, with the lights of Los Angeles just seen in the distance. Bullets filled the air. The dusty streets of this abandoned industrial park became the battleground. Two notorious gangs had risen to engage in the fight and battle for control: namely, the Giupere gang against the Vito gang.The clash was about power, pride, and untold wealth.

Like they could lift her up with a finger. These people were not her match. She was just thinking when she noticed the tattoo drawn on the wrist of one of the men. It was a drawing of a dragon's head chained inside a flaming ring. Her eyes filled with recognition and she almost gasped but she kept it down thankfully, not allowing the fear to completely seize her. These people belonged to one of the most notorious gangs. S-rank first class killers from the dragon's ring. Whoever they've set their eyes on, they take. They make no mistakes.

his eyes lit up and he looked at me in excitement. The Red-Light gang was an Italian gang that had power over a couple states in America and is also going international because they continuous make new allies everywhere they do. They are notorious for ammunition and drugs but most importantly, protecting their own. It is highly admirable and respectable, that is why when you get a chance to join them, you take it. Although they can be ruthless, if you play your role in the gang as you are supposed to, then they would have no problem. “Maybe but you should know I’m leaving for New York on Monday. The parents got me going to a new school” I said, suddenly wishing I did not have to move.

DR Raph answered and shook his head in disbelief. “What gang was involved in the shootout?” Tony asked, hoping it wasn’t what he was thinking. “Snakers.” As soon as the word left Dr Raph’s mouth, Tony groaned loudly. It was the name he hated so much. “Why do you sound like that? Everyone in Paris knows that the Snakers are the most gruesome gang ever. You shouldn’t be surprised to hear that they are behind the killing.” Dr Raph said when he saw the sour look on Tony’s face.

She didn’t even give a damn about the fact that my men were behind me. If anything, I know she’d go for my head given the chance. It was amusing. And also annoying as hell. Amara had been my rival for as long as I could remember. It dated as far back as when we were kids. It wasn’t just an individual rivalry though. This was a family rivalry. The Vitales and the DeLaurentis’ had been at each other’s necks for decades. Our rivalry was something born as a result of it. Even now that I’d taken then position of Don, it didn’t mean things would end just yet. I hated her and she hated me just at much. I hated her father Viktor and the rest of her brothers. Nothing could dissolve or change that. Th

Hera excitedly asked. "Rivalee." For the first time today, the group of people had a warm reaction. Something about that name just seems right. "It may sound similar to the word "rival," but in reality, it means "to bind" in Hebrew." "To bind?" Hera asked. "Yeah. To bind and come together." Emery smiled. "I think it's perfect. Rivalee. Despite being rivals, you were able to come together in the end. And now, you've even built a family with each other."