Virgo Gang Novels & Stories

Lily is smiling at me proudly; she knows how nervous I get at public speaking. “Well,” Violet begins as she pushes her glasses up the bridge of her nose. “My name is Violet Star and I am the Beta here. It is my job to help the Alpha with finances, pack treaties, and trades. I also research the other packs’ alphas just in case we ever have a conflict with any of them.” The man to the side of her, I recognize from last night at the bar. “Well everyone,” He began, “My name is Greg Harris and I am the Gamma here. My job is to coordinate housing, infrastructure, and to assign rooms to any guests who may visit.”

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!”

Chapter 17 “Your call to Savannah was intercepted by one of the enemy groups. The Nightrider's mafia. Collins. Do you know he is the gang leader of my nemesis group? Are you one of his spies?” “What are you talking about? I don't have any connection with Collins now.”

"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. ~~~

"Three days from now. The Vatican charitable board is hosting their annual international humanitarian gala at the Grand Palais. Every high-ranking UN delegate, military general, and pharmaceutical CEO funding this operation will be under one roof." "A high-society gala," I muttered, a cold smirk touching my lips despite the grim reality of the situation. "Tight security, invitation-only, heavy surveillance." "Heavy is an understatement," Nikolai said, turning his head to look at me. "Which means we can't roll up with armed tactical teams. We need a clean, undetected entry. We need a high-profile cover." The door to the server room swung open softly.

Keevah’s becoming smaller and smaller. “She will. She’s stronger than she looks.” – Harper said, mirroring what Damon has said They rounded the corner and just then, Mrs. Keevah’s reflection on the mirror disappeared. They then focused on the road, on what lies ahead. “So, what is this place you’re taking us to?” – Harper finally asked “It’s called Virgo. It’s headed by Marion and yes, it’s a wolf pack. They only hid their location and identity because of the threat from the Red Blood pack since then. They’re protected by the moon goddess herself.” – Asher explained

Virgo POV I learned way before Thea that if you’re not in control that’s when people die. Not maybe. Not sometimes. Every single time. This curse is all about losing control and I learned to never give Echo too much control. Conditioning him to know I’m in control saved me from a lot of shit after my first shift. People think I’m obsessive. Maybe I am. But obsession is easier to survive than regret. Virgo is chaos wrapped in a wolf, the curse was meant to keep us feral and too unstable to love but obsessive all at the same time. Except it feels like the curse morphed into It's own over the generations. Making the next male in the Black bloodline more feral and unstable than the last. Like th

One of them stood up and said, “Then, I will pass the order down now. We’ll gather… No, we’ll escort the chief to Viridian City. “This time, even if we have to assemble all the elites in Gamma Group, we have to deliver the chief safely to Viridian City.” Gamma exhaled and said, “We can’t take all the elites because we also have to prevent other groups from attacking our base camp. If we recall all of them, it would be problematic if anything happens.” “That’s true.” The group of senior officers nodded, then became grave once more. “But, without assembling all the elites, it will be difficult for us to cross those few cities smoothly.” Just then, a middle-aged man named Vixen stood up suddenl

he asked. “Of course. The hatred I have for Thomas Mayo is no less than yours. Right now, the only thing I really want to do is to kill him,” Zion stated coldly. “Then say it, what’s your plan?” “Ahem.” Zion cast a glance at the armed bulky men behind him. Warren signaled them to leave with a wave of his hand. In the room, just Zion and he remained. Only then Zion explained, “Do you know why we’re called the Viper Gang?”

"Or do you think my Ghostgator looks like it's carrying passengers?" Scorpia sneered. She wasn't buying it for a second. "Don't act like I don't know what Ghostgators can do. Its belly can hold multiple people. You sure Felix isn't tucked away inside?" She slowly raised both hands and added coldly, "These five are elite Ruin Order operatives. The only reason we dared block your path is because we're confident we can kill you. So make your decision, quickly." Viggo scoffed. He'd seen too many battles to be rattled by a few threats. These five were strong, sure, but not enough to shake him. He mocked, "You people really going all out over a kid?"