Novel & Cerita Virgo Gang

“Please, come in.” I took one step. And then I saw him. Dante Moretti. I’d seen his photo once — in a file Giovanni had stolen from a rival courier. A surveillance image: grainy, dark, nothing more than a silhouette stepping into a car. That did not prepare me for the real thing.

She explained, and I sighed. Oh good heavens “Zara, do you seriously think G****e has a section called ‘Local Werewolf Communities Near You’?” I asked, and she paused. “…fair point.” Then she gasped dramatically. “We should call the police. Actually, no, we should call the FBI.” “What exactly are they supposed to do?” “I don’t know, I don’t know anything anymore, Scarlett!” She threw both hands into the air, and I laughed, then immediately felt guilty for laughing.

That was normal on the streets, no one wanted to get their hands dirty for just anyone. Jag leaned forward, elbows on the table, eyes locked on mine with a predator’s calm. “You know why we are here?” I honestly didn’t. But the gun at my head and the tone in his voice told me it was going to get ugly. “Enlighten me,” I said. One of the other gang members shoved his shoulder into mine, hard. “Cut the bullshit.” Jag raised a hand, stopping him. Then he tilted his head. “You killed Viper.”

I began, but the man on the right interrupted me with a heavy voice. “Greetings, Godiva, Luna of the Moonstone pack, mate of Alpha Castor and Alpha Pollux. We come in peace and request that you accompany us.” “Who are you?” I demanded. “I won’t submit to strangers.” In unison, they lowered their hoods, revealing crimson eyes that glinted dangerously, sending my wolf into a state of high vigilance. Yet, I didn’t retreat—I stepped forward boldly. “We represent the Sanguine Shadows. Lord Virgil awaits you at his estate,” the black-haired man said, his gaze flickering toward Declan. “We hope to avoid any unnecessary conflict.”

he said as he stared at me through the mirror. It turned out that someone spotted him at Matteo's funeral. He was the one, I saw lurking in the shadows. I also told Leornado all about the dreams I had especially the ones with Matteo in them. "What did you find?" I asked. "He made his own gang with fallen mafia members, they were a small group so it was easy to track them down" he replied. So a gang huh! A fallen gang?! "What else did you find out?" I asked. "Their gang name is Scarvengers" he replied as he removed a pin brooch from his pocket.

Whoever that bastard was, he had a lot of things coming for him and he would regret it sooner or later. ELENA'S P.O.V The night had been short and it's a clear indication that the day was going to be much longer. Carolina had already left for work and as such, I was left alone in the room. Gathering up my files, a particular document caught my eye. It was a profile on Ciro and from all indication, I haven't read this part since I took the case. Having a thorough glance at it, I was amazed to discover that Ciro once spare headed a gang named the skull, who are presumed to be the most deadliest gangsters in the world. I could only imagine how everyone in his gang would act.

“Who the hell was that kid?” “Come on, we are going to be late.” I urged. Matteo seemed to grumble but he returned a stiff nod starting up the car again. As much as I'd have liked to entertain Matteo's squabbles and poke fun at how that girl set him straight I didn't have the mental capacity. We arrived at The Club a few minutes later. Inside, the atmosphere was tense as usual. The organizers were still arranging the club after last night's party. We were led into a private room where Victor Di Angelo also known as the Viper. He was the leader of the Serpent Gang, the Moretti family's biggest issue. He sat with a nasty smile on his face.

She knew it would be exhausting and stressful, but she started immediately, not wanting to upset him. Meanwhile, in the parking lot, Virus, Stalker, Ghost, Snake, Butcher, Blade, and a few other gang members were waiting for Venom’s arrival. They were ready for the mission Marco had ordered of them. "Are you all ready?" Venom arrived, his eyes scanning the group. "Not without me," Hardin interrupted, appearing in the parking lot. The members looked at him in surprise, their faces unreadable. "I’m in," Hardin said to Virus, who's lips turned up in a grin. Blade clapped him on the shoulder in welcome. Stalker smiled, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

“Stop mourning everyone. I had asked you to get me a list of the people with whom we could form the alliance, but unlucky. I haven’t received that until now, so I need that quick. Also, get me as many men as you guys can and arrange as many weapons as you can. I want my revenge.” “This is not the time to sob, this is the time for revenge and we will get the one.” . . After a few hours, . . Since everything happened on so urgent note, that’s why many of the people were attending the meeting on the web. . “Hey Everyone, My name is Pragati and in case you all are wondering who I am, I am managing this gang and I am the wife of the previous gang leader, Vyom Grover, who just died a few hours be

(Author’s Note: The Veyrix is not just a gang—it’s a storm cloaked in silence and blood. Their secrets run deep, and I’ll reveal them slowly, piece by piece. Trust the shadows—they always speak last. ) . . . . There were gangs, and then there was The Veyrix.