Story About Gangster Novels & Stories

"Overwhelmed by shock, I screamed and the men chased after me. As I ran out of the woods, I was hit by a car which happened to be Gabriel's car. He and his beloved wife Ella, rescued me that night from the hands of those men. I became obsessed with the thought that someone was after my life. And when Gabriel introduced me to the gang, I wasted no time in accepting his offer. I was only eight when I became a gangster. And since then, I've been consumed with vengeance and hoping one day I would have my vengeance on the people who killed grandma and all those who had hurt me" he related as he looked at Grace sternly.

I told her. She laughed at me. “Me too.” “They told me to stop joining gangs.” “Me too.” I smiled. “They told me I should stop to give you a better family.” She grinned widely. “That’s good, Josiah…” she said. I narrowed my eyes at her. “I love you.” “I’m pregnant.” My eyes widened. “What?” She chuckled before biting her lip. “You’re going to be a father, gangster.” Damn. Hell yes! --- END ---

LUCIANO Things were beginning to go wrong in my world…in this perfect syndicate I crafted for myself in the midst of these foolish humans. Lounging on a couch in a VIP room in my casino, I wondered what could be setting off the fireworks. I never had a reason to worry about turf wars, but now, it seemed like the recent move of a notorious gang into the city would be more of a headache than I ever imagined. Vale had broken the news to me early this morning. The gang was a group of bikers known to dabble in various murky waters. Ranging from drug and women trafficking, to petty political thefts that were starting to destabilize the economy.

"I'm sorry, boss. Please don't kill me." I thought about what Marco was saying. The rumor mill about a local gang trying to muscle in had been around for a few months, but this was a medium level shithead, running drugs out of a coffee shop, the front one of the most brilliant in my mind. Millennial regular customers on both fronts. The gangs running the dirty streets were little more than thugs, hooked on the same shit they were selling. This was a fascinating evolution. My thoughts drifted to the area near Sasha's apartment. Same shitheads. Or were they?

“Vision and Mission of Garuda Steel: Uphold justice, eradicate crime.” Seriously? Was this a joke? The statement sounded noble, even admirable. But the reality? Everything I’d seen so far didn’t exactly line up with that declaration. A biker gang with a vision and mission to fight crime? My head spun even more. What was Bin really trying to do with this gang? “I really don’t get this gang,” I muttered under my breath, eyes still glued to the plaque. Just then, Bin came up behind me, his tone flat but clear. “Come on. I’ll take you home.”

He then questions caressing my cheek after we pull back. "I want to know everything." I breathe with my lips still touching his. "Like really everything?" He sighs and repeats. "Everything..." He brushes his knuckles upon my cheek and I lean into his touch. "You know what I do. Like you just said. Yes, I am a gangster, Nicole. A bloody gangster." He chuckles humorlessly as he pulls his hand back and my face falls at the loss of contact with his skin. I see his eyes turning darker with a serious expression masking his face as he continues. "I work for a gang called Cobra, which is run by our leader Richard Scott. We have several chains over different parts of the states and even in European c

There was talk of merging the MC and the gang but while we trusted each other, most of the gang didn't want to adhere to MC rules and many members of the MC didn't agree with all of the morals of the gang. Besides all the Saints, Joker also introduced us to the Twins, Willa and West. They were legends. Everyone involved in the underground knew their story. They were two kids that were on the run with their mother from their father and brothers since their father was the leader of the Kings which at the time was one of the strongest and most brutal Mafias.

He spent three years in military school, and could be said to be a trained solider. He was also a volunteer undercover journalist, good in marital arts, kick arts, taekwondo, impossible to beat when fighting without weapons. So Bon-Hwa Ren the son of the president of Z country knew better than to use local gang stars to deal with him. They were all loyal to him. Rohan may not belong to them, but always use any gang when he wants to achieve any of his ill agenda. Meggi belonged to the Judas Gang in Europe, it was reported to be the worst gang in Europe, they never failed in any of their operations and had never been caught.

With that strong and powerful name, I can easily predict that they aren’t the good guy at all. “I haven’t. Who are they?” I ask. “It’s great that yo haven’t heard about them. They are the emerging and progressing gang which started from the little scratch. They were just some local goons before they started to magnify their business with underworld, murder, kidnapping and drugs. They even blackmail rich businessmen and try to get a huge sum of money from them,” he says. “But why are you telling me about them? How are they related with your life?” I ask as I fondle my fingers on his hands on my stomach.

Both screeched as I smirked. "Of course he is!!" I chuckled. "Tell us the gangsters story from the beginning, we believe you!!" Both said in anticipation as I chuckled and gestured them to sit. So now the story is gonna be still long..