Slime Gang Sign Novels & Stories

*bash* The gangsters in front of the purple-haired girl got overturned. As she continued walking for a few steps, passing those guys, Ravyn found about ten more people coming from the side alley, preventing her from going any further. Upon noticing more carefully, they were all wearing sleeveless robes on one arm, which is the signature of Single Sleeve, a famous gang on the outside of Themeise. Ravyn swung her fist at the offender next to her and snatched his club to block the stab from the other knife-wielders. She kicked a handful of them back, turned around, swung the club she snatched to open the way back to the ringleader. "Ho, coming back to me yourself? You know, I kinda into bad gir

Apparently, he was the only one finding this to be trippy. Daniel cuts his wrist, and Marx licked the wound. A mark materialized on his arm. For each of them who made the pledge, Marx got a sign marking their allegiance. Scattered all across his torso and arms were fifty-five different symbols for each of the members in his pack. Martha was the last to go. Shea made the mark on her forehead. She made fifty-six. When the light of the sign faded, Martha placed her opened palms on either side of Marx's chest. She closed her eyes and when she opened them again; they were a foggy gray.

After an hour, Gillian was roused from a light sleep. "We will parade the men in front of you, Miss Gillian. Don't worry. They can't see you," Toledo informed her reassuringly. A dozen men were showed off. All men were bare-chested. The man with poke-marked cheek was present. Gillian pointed him out positively. Three men had tattoos on their bodies but one had a worded tattoo on his belly. Slut Slayer. "That's all, Miss Gillian. Sam is waiting outside." "Thank God, Thank God!" Tita Chedeng muttered to herself gratefully.

Blakk’s group & the Shane Gang fire their slugs & ghouls towards each other. As I continued to run I looked to my left to see Ghouls while on my right slugs Eli & Dr. Blakk were surprised to see an unknown inkling running & dodging both slugs & ghouls with a flowish motion similar to parkourers do. Then I jump somersault into the air looking at the ground and put my Dharkonis Ghoul & Galeemis Slug named Nightmare & Daybreak in my blasters then I pointed the Nightmare at Dr. Blakk while Daybreak at the Shane Gang and shouted “Checkmate!!” Then I fired the blasters at the same time Nightmare & Daybreak reached their slug velocity mode and hit their targets with pinpoint accuracy blinding both

She goes to turn her head but I push it into the pillow as I sink the blade into her flesh and swipe it downward, carving a little pattern into her skin. "What the fuck, Brixton?" Panic fills her voice and I shudder, watching the blood trickle down her ass from the small mark I branded her with. "I fucking marked you. Get over it." I put the knife back down and pull out of her just as my come spills out onto her back, dripping down her ass crack to her pussy, and then pooling on the sheet under her. I stroke my cock faster, slapping the pierced tip along her pussy as I paint her with the rest of my come. Feeling the rush inside me about to burst, I flip her back over and squeeze her lips shu

I shoot back and he smirks back because he knows I'm right. "A few more weeks in the gym, you'll be as big as me." He says haughtily and I shiver at the thought. "Nah man you're barely gonna see me for a few weeks. See this fresh mark on my neck? It's the universal symbol for 'leave us alone we're boning.' That privilege only happens once in a lifetime and I'm taking advantage of it." I tell him, smiling widely as I throw my shirt back on and get ready to leave. Griffin rolls his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest.

I brought out the gang image logo, and each of their blood dropped on it. I set the image on fire in my hand and told them to say their oath. “If I betray the family, may my soul burn like this logo,” they echoed. They also swore their loyalty to me. The gang’s tattoo artist came forward and inscribed the “L” logo on their bodies, each individual choosing where they wanted it done. I shook hands with them. “Welcome to the family.” Mateo also shook their hands and welcomed them.

Arum said while munching on her siomay. “Huh? GGS? Handsome Werewolves?” I snickered, trying not to laugh. Arum glared and leaned closer. “Shhh! Don’t let them hear you! GGS stands for Garuda Steel Gang, not some soap opera. You need to memorize each of them. That guy sitting at the end? That’s Rocky. Everyone calls him Iky. Sure, he’s got a cute smile, but his mouth? Super annoying!”

Something real. The clubhouse smells of the usual cigars, beer, and whiskey. The air is thick with smoke and laughter. Raspy male voices echo off the walls of the one big room decorated with worn furniture. Gang patches adorn the walls along with items we’ve collected over the years from battles with other gangs. They act as trophies. A visual display of our dominance. As I step through the door, with Tammy’s hand in mine, the room falls quiet.

--- GREYTECH Private Bunker – Lily’s War Room Far away, in a secure, black-glass chamber of the GREYTECH network, Lily’s team was finalizing preparations. Holographic maps shimmered across the room, casting light over faces set in grim determination. Witches, warlocks, Lycans, and rogue agents—all had answered her call. The insignia of her network gleamed on their armor: silver branches over twin moons, a symbol that had become synonymous with both fear and hope.