Novel & Cerita Virgo Gang

The mark glowed, and Viggo, Arlo, and Scarlett could all clearly see it. "What is that mark?" mumbled Scarlett. Arlo furrowed his brow, not knowing the answer to Scarlett's question. But Viggo immediately realized it. "The Solstice Howlers werewolf group," Viggo said, then he looked at Xavier. Xavier rolled down his sleeve again and gazed intently at Viggo. They exchanged glances. "Solstice Howlers? What's that?" Scarlett asked Arlo, but he just shook his head.

A tradition that even he, Santino Ricci, the man feared by all, could not afford to ignore. In the Ricci family, and in the old branch of the mafia to which he belonged, a lord only took a virgin for a wife. It was an ancestral rule. Unwritten, but deeply rooted. The wives of the godfathers should not bear the memory of another man. Their bodies belonged only to their husbands, just as the loyalty of the clan belonged only to the leader.

I snapped back at him, “What are you accusing me of?” “Don’t give me that innocent play. I have had three rogue attacks in seven days with your symbol on the weapons that they are using. What the fuck is your problem brother?!” Virgil flared. Virgil was my stepbrother from the same mother but different Alpha fathers. Our mom, Rionna had a relationship with Virgil’s father, Paul. She got pregnant and gave him a son. Two years after she met my dad, her mate Victor, and had me a year after. So Virgil was three years older. Therefore, we both have our own packs after taking the reins from our fathers.

"This is my property. Victoria Giupere and her gang trespassed and attacked us. We defended ourselves. Morgan raised a skeptical brow, his pen hovering over the notepad. "Victoria Giupere? As in the infamous gang leader?" He let out a low whistle. "And you think she'll just let this go?" "She won't," Valentine interjected, her voice firmer than before. "That's why we need your help.

0044 ~Luca~ The meeting wrapped by early afternoon. Vittorio's inner circle had gathered in the main conference room, eight men around a table, the kind of men who don't need things explained twice and don't ask questions that don't need asking. We went through everything. Jean's confirmed affiliations with the Viper gang, the extent of the network, which of his contacts had been identified and which still needed tracing, what the removal of their Underboss meant for the organization's next move. There were loose ends. There always are. But the immediate threat had been addressed and everyone in that room understood the message that had been sent.

The Triumvirate met in the situation room, the atmosphere brittle. "Soren Vane is a ghost," Declan reported, his fingers dancing across a holographic map. "The signal is bouncing off old, decommissioned Richard Holdings relays remnants of the 'Grandpa Richard' era that were never fully dismantled. He’s using our own history to haunt us."

Edward asked, "When will you leave?" They couldn't stay for long. The Ghost Gang, the First Terrorist Organization, and the Mafia were in turmoil and tension, anticipating a volatile second half of the year. They, as core members of terrorist organizations and the Ghost Gang, had to deal with the crackdown by the Mafia and international coalition forces, expecting turbulent times ahead. "I was just about to ask you that question. Will my mom be okay? If the child carries the virus, could it be released and poison my mom again?" Henry thought carefully about this issue.

Livia was frightened, she moved on the chair and looked at the sleeping mobster. Livia was still reading when she noticed the sound of the knocks on the door of the clinic. Frightened, she kept her ears open to what was happening outside. She looked at Enrico and saw that the gangster slept soundly. Livia was thinking of waking him up, maybe it was some rival gang member trying to attack him. She stood up, her heart was fluttering in her chest, the sound of the knocks on the door was louder.

whispered Saras very quietly, so as not to be caught by the teacher in front. "What? Who do you know from?" Paula asked curiously. "Seriously! Don't you know? It's viral, Paula! Bryan is fighting the Virgos gang!" Ayu continued excitedly from behind. "The Virgos gang?" said Paula, she felt familiar with the name. "You don't know the Virgos gang? It's a gang that is very famous for their cruelty! And that gang is very mysterious!" said Ayu again. "Cruel? Mysterious?" asked Paula, still confused.

If I didn’t know him and couldn’t recognize him, I would’ve thought she was just another stranger. A subordinate entered and placed two cups of coffee on the table, one for me and one for Vaughn. We sat at a long table, a wide distance between us, but anyone looking at us would feel the tension in the air. Vaughn and I were both infamous leaders of the International Syndicate known as La Fratellanza del Fantasma Verde (The Brotherhood of the Green Phantom). We had never been fully exposed or caught because of the powerful people behind us, people who were willing to protect our names to keep the law from catching up to us. Vaughn smiled sweetly.