Rival Gang Novels & Stories

“Now, first things first, I'll tell you about all the gangs we have here, we have the black bratva, they are the ones with the anchor sign, the girl you described you will see the anchor tattoo on her neck, that's a sign that she's a member of the gang, they have these tattoos to be able to identify and know their gang member, second is the Queens girls, they are always chewing gums every minute of the day, and they have Queens crown tattoos, but it's on the left arm, and the uniform covers it so you don't get to see the tattoos, but whenever you see anyone chewing gums regularly, just know it's them,” “Okay,” I bobbed my head paying full attention to her as she motioned her head in the dire

"The clubhouse... it’s lit up like a Christmas tree, Prez. But those aren't our colors on the gate." Ruan’s jaw set into a hard, white line. He didn't slow down. "Describe them." "Red and gold," Vulture spat. "The Crimson Kings. They’re a gutter gang from the valley. They wouldn't dare breathe our air if the Phantoms were whole." "They think the King is dead," I whispered, clutching Ruan’s waist. I could feel the heat radiating off him, a simmering volcano ready to erupt. "They think the board is clear."

"I'm Cherry, and since your friend has already taken care of the paperwork, we just need to establish your ground rules. Real names, corporate titles, and personal backgrounds don't exist within these walls. You'll be registered under an alias. Tonight, you are Aura." I glanced at Skylar, whose initial embarrassment had already dissolved into reckless excitement. "The masks stay on at all times in the common areas," Cherry continued, tapping the desk. "They're only removed behind closed doors, at the total discretion of you and your paired partner. Your partner has been selected by our curation system based on your shared psychological profile, and he'll carry an alias as well. Enjoy your de

Shame coated his silence. Racheal had fought for everything. Orphaned at fourteen, cast aside by her family who had only wanted her father’s company, she had learned to survive on her own. Life had been brutal—menial jobs, abusive environments, and countless foster homes. She had endured it all, not for herself, but for Carl. He was her only family, and she had vowed to give him a better future, even if it meant stealing, lying, and conning her way through life.

She paused for a while, waiting for a response. "Okay," I said, which made her continue. "The Mafia king and queen, we follow this tradition in our gang. We are one of the most dangerous gangs in the world. The name of our gang is Gladiolus. It means strength, and—" I interrupted her. "Nice name."

He explained, and we started walking. “The V8?” My loud gasp made him chuckle, the only two mafia gangs I'm aware of, Eldorado and V8, “I thought you two were rivals,” my question was too innocent for him to mock me and he gulped his laugh down not to mortify me. “That’s just rumors created by people who envy us, it’s a good thing no one was around, you’d have disgraced me.” I peered down at the floor. “You didn’t have to put it like that.” I pouted.

he gulps fear in his voice “Well out with it then,” I say my tone harsh and stern “The Blood Rippers cartel sir,” he says my blood running cold at the name The second most dangerous gang in the Country, second to mine, my rivals.

Although, I did so in stuttered speech that I suspected wouldn’t even be laudable to her hearing, she still managed to grasp what I told of. “Well, they must’ve been some low ranking members of a back-water gang.” “They are actually the most revered in the city. Their gang are into everything from arms, contraband, if you can think of it, they can provide it in bulk.” “What are we going to do? They’re surely going to some for us.” She panicked, but that much was to be expected. I tried to reassure her with the reveal of my gang’s name never appearing anywhere, meaning it was an aimless fight had bosses raising guns based who pointed the fastest finger.

I asked, my voice sounding hoarser than I planned. "There is a difference between a Cartel and a Mafia boss… but yeah, they are similar enough." "So…" I ran my hand through my hair, trying to organise my thoughts. Gangs. Just like him… "You know Judah had a gang…" I said, feeling my emotions all over the place. Although his was just totally different, and they terrorised people. "A gang is different from an organisation, but do you remember anything about it, or what they called themselves? Any information could help us." He asked sharply.

Although it was done without his permission, he was grateful to the old wacko, and never ever in his life could he ever repay back to the old wacko. "There are another two gangs in this city other than Draco Hall. Cedar Gang and Emerald Coud Gang. Lately, there are many conflicts between us and them. It happened more often than usual recently. Cedar Gang is becoming more and more arrogant and totally disregards our people!" Larry smiled awkwardly as he explained it to Severin.