Stories About Gangs Novels & Stories

I drummed my fingers on the keys as I thought to myself. What is a gang? Is it a group of people who go out and ruthlessly kill others? Is it a band of degenerate thugs who poison our community? Or is it a group of men who look out for and support one another? Can anything come good from being in a gang? A gentle knock on the door interrupted my sequence of thoughts. Typically, I'd answer the door with a loud scream of frustration and irritation. However, as of late, I had learned how to embrace the subtle disruptions in life. Work was no longer the only thing I had to look forward to.

My mom is going to be so proud of me for landing a rich man, that's all she ever wanted for me, "But... it's..." "Is it dirty money?" I ask, Justin looks at me as if he can't believe I said that, "Hey, don't be scared. I'm your mate, I'll keep my mouth hush-hush forever and ever. What is it, drugs? Underground wolf fights? Thievery? Mafia? Gang stuff? I bet that's why those guys showed up. They're your gang? What's the name of the gang? My brother got caught in a gang once, but he got kicked out. Maybe it was yours. Justin, why do you look like that? Is it worse than gang stuff? Oh, shit. Are you a killer? You can trust me, just say it!"

She noticed Gonzalo sitting at the one-seater sofa, with his favorite guns in front of him, like everybody else in the entire estate who's alert and carrying high-powered guns. "Those idiots are the Street Thugs. That gang was founded thirty years ago by one of the most notorious criminal New York has ever known. They are violent people involved in a lot of low-profile crime, they were never this bold." Darryl responded. "Someone gave them the balls to do this. Someone who will benefit when the city falls into chaos." Gonzalo stated. Darryl knows that look well. Gonzalo is thinking, figuring out who is responsible for the current state of the city in his mind.

You couldn’t simply change your mind and pull out. Gangs didn’t work that way, even the kind like Mariposa. “And they can do that?”. “Maybe they think they have to,” Rio threw in darkly. “Look at the older gangs that used to run Sangrid. They started breaking apart in the worst way possible, and shingles is the best example of this. When their gang collapsed in on themselves, it was very, very bad for all parties involved.” Gianna fought back any kind of indication that she knew what had happened to Rio and his family—what the gang had done to them.

She quickly hung up and looked at William, and answered him before he asked her, "There is a gang war, between our gang and a Chinese gang. Donalb and some gang members went to fight, but the numbers of enemies are increasing..." "Hmm, I haven't fought in a while." " Me too " .. In a neighborhood that was never classy, blood rose into the sky and stained the floors and walls. "ahh" There were a lot of scary black suits with scars and cuts, of course they were gang members. "Donale, you're getting old, my old mate.." The sultry Shaw gang was carrying a big batter in his hand, and in return, Donale was carrying a small knife that was not enough to scratch the skin of that fierce fighter.

Wood said and Lotus snorted looking at me, yeah I understand fully what you're trying to say. "Still in practice, but sure," she rubbed her wrists and I clenched my jaw seeing how red they were. "Please carry on with the important part of your story," she motioned to him with her hands. "As I was saying, this all started three years ago when someone decided that they were tired of being in the gang, and being its leader-" "I would like to know the part of where this story involves me please," Lotus jumped into the conversation interrupting Wood, I couldn't hold my smirk as Wood exhaled a harsh breath.

New York was no longer the dazzling city of skyscrapers and shining lights at night. In the past few days, it had turned into a crime-ridden battleground. Robberies were happening everywhere. Kidnappings had skyrocketed. Street gangs operating under the name of Nuovo Ordine roamed the city corners, hunting for prey. Even worse, women walking alone at night were no longer just targets of theft—they became victims of the lawless gang’s rapes. Even the police presence didn’t guarantee safety. Those who dared to patrol the streets to stop the crimes ended up becoming targets of brutal attacks themselves.

"I heard that the gangs out there lost a lot too," "So are you saying that it is fair? They're criminals who killed, burnt and raped. We are the guardians of law. It's only right that they get their fucking lives screwed over," "Enough, guys. No fighting," Wade said. "Listen to me. I have a plan. Let's make sure it works, hmm?" Wade clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white as he listened to their discussions. How did these happen?

Chief said as Zoe stood up the lights were dimmed down and some blueprints stood out in the dark. "We all know the about the recent uprising of gangsters and mobs recently, but recently there's a new gang they call themselves AXE-L." she started off. "This gang is notorious, we have reports from the branch in New York that they bombed a warehouse killing 50 people and recently kidnapped Hank Bronze a notorious ex convict who was in hiding then later drugged him to death." she said.

When it comes to gangbangers, Chinese or otherwise, it’s usually the more experienced and dangerous ones who don’t bother trying to look the part. “I know about the Ghost Shadows,” she says. “I’ve seen the stories in the newspapers and on TV. Do you think the man who threatened me was one of them?” I scratch the back of my head and glance at my hat on the coat rack. I’m itching to hit the street. “Ah . . . maybe, maybe not. They’re not the only gang in town. Then you’ve got the tongs that the gangs work for, and the triads . . . It’s as complicated as one of those Buddhist murals with all the gods, demigods, and demons.”