The Gaang Novels & Stories

“If they’re willing to ride down an old lady and flip her off when she’s on a damn crosswalk, they’re definitely up to no good.” “They’re a gang. A gang that is extremely secretive and has left almost no trail behind them. They must be bad. A lot of people are probably in their pockets.” I don’t have to point that out because it’s pretty obvious. That’s why Granny chose them in the first place and spent a long time putting together her plan. “They’re about to get gobsmacked by karma.” Ransom cracks his knuckles again and heads back into the house.

" So it's like inheriting resources that you didn't know that you had and now you know that you have them and you can use them to the best of your ability or just use them to your own benefit because of the family you belong to. " " Yes and no depending on whether or not the game you belong to is not part of the game that is opposing your friend's gang. We sometimes work together with some but I can assure you, sometimes there are no go areas, the areas that you're allowed to move in and the areas that you're not supposed to show your face in or at,why all the questions about gangs?" " Does the name Michelangelo Massa mean anything to you or is it just the name?" " Remember Cleopatra the gir

The rest of the words that escaped from Jennifer’s mouth became distant in Georgia’s ears as she sat frozen on her seat. Georgia has been referring to their group as a gang, unaware that they are just more than that! It felt like a huge rock got stuck in her throat that got her swallowing the lump so hard. Mafia… t-they actually exist?! She had been believing throughout her existence that such a thing is none other than a sham and fictional! Mafia… Georgia knows what idea comes after that word–danger and brutal. “A-Am I… doomed, then…?” All of a sudden, her life became ten times more precious to her. She was freaking serious about her question, but she only received a laugh from the woman be

"Do you know the names of the gangs?" "No. I never learned them." He smacked his palm to his forehead and sighed. "Sunny?" "Yes, boss?" She sat up straight. "Wanna tell her the names?" "Sure." She nodded. "Snakes and Lions." "Thank you. Now Laura, can you guess which one we are?" "Wait you're all in a gang?" I blurted. All eyes fell on me. Then everyone started giggling, except Bran whose eyes were dead serious and pleading for me to get this right.

My phone rang, making me release her. She coughed, grasping for air as I picked up my phone. Ricco is the dialer. I took the call. "Sup?" "OG." "What's going on?" I asked, taking notice of his dull voice. "Them Jerkins boys, OG. They are at it again." Motherfuckers. "What they do this time?" I asked as Imani got on her feet and headed towards the stairs. I stared at her as she walked. "They burnt two malls in the hood."

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!”

Though, kept my distance to him, careful to not notice my presence. He turned his way. Wait a minute. I know that way. It's way through the place where father went before. The place was entitled below the rock bottom. It is a small village, full of trees, farmers, simple people, and even gangs. All I know was those gangs could make fun of you, especially if you are new at that dark village. Raven was nowhere to be found at this dim light way. I grip my hands on the steering wheel and slowed down my car. How long is this road?

There are a lot more guards stationed everywhere. The shooter came from the back door, so they've sealed them all. I heard something about there being a 'blood feud' with another gang, the Browns. Well, the Kellers don't consider themselves a gang, they're an 'association'. I don't see what the difference is. The point is, something happened years ago, and there's trouble. They want the Kellers dead.

"Uh...no. Not really." "Hmm. I'm an NYU med student, come here on weekends--when my job permits me--and during the holidays." "You got family here?" "Yeah. Greenhale Street." Gianna nodded. "Umm, concerning this gang thing...why are there only two surviving gangs? I mean...there could be one, right?"

I was pushed forcefully and I landed on my knees, not to mention my hands were handcuffed. "Well well well, Who do we have here? Daddy's Lil girl who ran away?" The leader of the gang was vicariously abhorrent. I know him. No, not personally, but I've seen him, he's famous, just as their group is. The group... They're Yakuza. THE YAKUZA.