Virgo Gang Novels & Stories

“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

"I remember you saying that you don't like to force things on people, and it's up to me to make the call." Jouri laughed in turn. "Well, I also remember a certain someone saying that he loves tormenting villains by abusing the name of justice." "Really?" Frank appeared taken aback. Nonetheless, Jouri's tone soon turned somber. "Anyway, the target defiled over twenty young girls and killed over a hundred people in just a week. He's still at large in East City, having founded a gang called The Ghosters. "We tried to take him down on multiple occasions, but we suffered severe casualties as he's just that powerful."

His heart rate picked until it sounded like it was pounding in his chest. “I don’t know what the fuck you are talking about, Vince. What the fuck is a server? EXPLAIN.” Garith lost the tiny grip he had on his anger. His aura slammed out, and everyone trembled on their feet. I had to force myself to drop to my knees. Vince stumbled closer, clearly affected my the other Alpha’s power. “My server that I had Rick managing.” Garith waved his hand in a circle. “You are still not making sense.” “The members of the brotherhood. Our plans. The kill list. EVERYTHING WE HAVE PLANNED IS ON OUR SERVERS.” I watched as Vince lost his mind. I had to force my lips into a pinched line so I wouldn’t smile.

Priscilla lowered her voice. “But when he left… the security guard whispered something.” “What?” “He said that man looked like someone from the Viper Syndicate.” My blood ran cold. The same gang that tried to kill me. Or worse. “Celestia… what did you get yourself into?” Priscilla asked softly. I swallowed. “I wish I knew.” Across the city, inside a private lounge hidden beneath one of the most exclusive casinos, a man sat calmly while two bodyguards stood behind him.

I kissed her temple as we followed them out of my office. I am not a happy man right now. Okay, so I was partially happy. I had been stuck in a meeting for the last three hours when I received a link telling me that several rogues had crossed the border. I quickly ended the meeting and as soon as I was far enough from town I shifted. While I do not like the reason, I had to end the meeting, I am glad that snooze fest is over. Those guys were starting to seriously get on my nerves. The scene Locke and I came upon pissed us off. Rogues were everywhere as Locke, and I joined in the fray. I grabbed one by the neck as it jumped at Virgil. I shook my head snapping its neck as Virgil nodded his lar

a painful shiver ran through my spine. He patted my head, them adjusted me on his chest. “Sorry.” I continued. “I got Chris to go challenge the rogues that you saw. The group is called Mi Vida. Named after the leader’s daughter actually.” Her father was really obsessed with her. There was no reply from Jaden. What I said didn’t really need a reply. “I’d have done that for you. Why ask Chris?” he finally replied. Did he misunderstand me or was I the one?

--- GREYTECH Private Bunker – Lily’s War Room Far away, in a secure, black-glass chamber of the GREYTECH network, Lily’s team was finalizing preparations. Holographic maps shimmered across the room, casting light over faces set in grim determination. Witches, warlocks, Lycans, and rogue agents—all had answered her call. The insignia of her network gleamed on their armor: silver branches over twin moons, a symbol that had become synonymous with both fear and hope.

Violetta said eventually, gentle rather than probing. Oriana looked at her. “How do you know that?” Violetta blinked once like the answer was obvious. “Because the entire gang was here,” she said. “We all had dinner together.” “The entire—” Oriana stopped herself. “You people actually call yourselves a gang?” Violetta laughed into her coffee. “No. But that’s basically what it is.” Oriana shook her head faintly, smiling despite herself. “And nobody told me?” Violetta gave her a look over the rim of her cup. “Trust me, if you had come downstairs, nobody would’ve been looking at the food anyway.”

Alexander’s chuckled, his voice seem to vibrate as he got out of the flames. Getting a grasp of things throughout their short fight, he was able to divulge the difference between the three. Giro was the name of the one without sleeves, whose strength was formidable. Cicero was the one whose body was fully covered, boasting a remarkable speed. And Metikulo was the only one wearing a robe with a large open sleeve, seemingly quite adept in magic. Hearing their voice he was sure that they were just young boys.

“They were so tensed– I was afraid they could even faint.” “And who are we talking about here?” Isla asked, finally exposing her confusion. “You’ve been grumbling for a while now but have not mentioned any names. You should come clear for me to understand what you're talking about.” Isla hinted. The were still on it when Jade joined them. “What are you girls talking about?” He questioned. “Well, it’s Phidel. ” Isla began. “She said she saw two girls who looked shocked seeing her.” “Not only shocked,” Phidel chipped in. “They looked like they would faint. I don't know if it's just me but I think they were weird – like they had seen a ghost.” She concluded. With this said, Isla and Jade exchan