Story About Gangster Novels & Stories

Not all unions are made in heaven and bound to be fairy tales. The Nepharious Gangster's lethal Love - the painful saga of love and hurt. To be continued.....

I nod slowly, thinking how disgusting his father was to literally groom a young girl, get her pregnant and run away. He glances down at my hand that caresses his hand softly. “Life was hard then….I grew up in the slums of Italy and at the age of seven, I joined a group called lo sfregio.” He purses his lips in thought. “I stole, collected taxes and threatened people for the gang and in return, I and mother had protection and a few change that I had earned from their work.” I lean closer to him. He shakes his head as he scrunches his face in what looked like guilt. “I did something stupid….I overheard their conversation about their real business which involved Killing and trafficking…”

His arm rested loosely around me for a moment before he seemed to think better of it, crossing his legs and folding his hands over his knee. I noticed a tattoo peeking from the sleeve of his right arm, partially hidden by his shirt cuff. It looked like a tail... maybe a wolf's? "And for the record, I'm not a murderer. I run the Velgrave Gang," he added casually, clearly catching me staring at his arm, and distracting me just as he tugged his sleeve down. Gang? Mafia thing? The words like Mafia, gang were forbidden in my house. When I was seven, Carl hadn't yet spiraled into addiction and gambling. Our family hadn't gone bankrupt. My mom was still healthy. My brother, Adrian, left home after

A fifty-year-old lean brat who uses his prosecutor wife to cover up his track of skin trades. He has a gang that drugs homeless people, stealing their organs and selling them. "Wealth?" Carlos chuckled. "Wealth is never enough for a gentleman. We all at this table would agree with that fact." Another tear of laughter from them. Bastards. They are all dying tonight.

"But, we'll need Mrs Martin " "Don't worry about Blessing,I'll handle her." He fixed his jacket and stormed out… Michelle heaved and threw her head back on her chair. She liked working for the two Gangsters even in her next life she'd do anything for them. That's why she'd try anything to find the antidote for her boss. People said Gangsters are cruel and ruthless, but these two are far from that unless it's needed. ~~~

Grayson tapped off the ash on his cigar and said calmly, "He'll be taking up valuable country resources if he goes to jail. What a waste. Let's toss him onto the streets for him to fend for himself. If the others don't listen, do the same to them." He looked at the other gangsters with narrowed eyes. They all stumbled back as they stared at him with fear and terror in their eyes. Grayson looked at them. "Tell everyone you know that I'm protecting this clinic. If anyone wants to come challenge me, make sure they can back it up." Grayson rolled up his windows and drove off. The gangsters stared at each other before making a run for it. The head of their gang had been defeated in a matter of se

No. "He's a gangster," she says in a low voice. "His family has been running this gang for years, since the 30s I think." 20s, actually. "He does all kinds of shit, trafficking, prostitution, you name it. He's a real bad guy." He should've just tried to become an actor, at this point. He didn't know he could fake concern, enthusiasm, and every other emotion so easily. "What?"

I stood up, approached her, and held her hands. "Please, Roden doesn't show that kind of face to me." Maybe I'll believe you and that's bad. "I'm a gangster Zak, I know a lot. I have a lot of ways." "Shut up. Being a gangster, you have to stand on the top. Then you have to dedicate yourself completely to the system. What the group is doing, you must do as well. All you know is to forcibly get the property of others, intimidate and hurt them. Do you think you can use that on everyone? "

It felt like nothing happened. What she had witnessed was a clear answer to her question. No more innocent denial. Mina had admit that what she had been thinking about her tutor was right. "He is a gangster.' ----------- The green tea cake in his hands puzzled Kian. "Your reward!" Mina smiled with bragging pride. Her eyes, her smile. They were beaming like those flowers that prettily bloomed in spring. The girl, who was sitting close beside him, was full of shock on her face at the bus stop earlier but now she's filled with cheer.