Where Are We Going? -Mob Of The Dead
- LECTURAS 211
- Votos 3
- Partes 5
After years of living with crime, gambling, and prostitution right under the Law's nose, four Chicago Mobsters are welcomed to hell in Alcatraz. After the events of the warden Satanically toying with the bounds of Element 115, a demonic, other-worldly raw power encrypted in the means of Northern France, the Warden delves into months of demonic, and satanic rituals on prisoners, and even pushing to the limits of fellow guards, the cell-block becomes deadly, as to the demonic Element 115's abilities to re-animate dead cells, and bring back the dead, the four live on in an ever-lasting time-loop against the undead, and whatever odds occur.
(I don't own the rights to the topic, or the Idea of Inter-Dimensional Substances bringing back the dead, and more importantly four real-life mobsters in alcatraz fictionally surviving endless waves of the undead until their Demise.)
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COMPLETED • chapters published weekly. names, locations, and event have been changed and dramaticised for entertainment purposes. "he's fucked. they try him as an adult and it's all fucking over man. claims and all." "we can re-claim. ratpacks are the least of my worries right now." "yeah of course they're the least of yours. try getting rolled up on it ciggy." •-• Los Angeles, 2018 A group of teenagers in the most protected gang there was falls through. the cover, chico, goes back to jail. after a series of jumps and ganks from the rival gang, the group is forced to make a decision, without chico's help. it seems the comprimise was the best idea they'd had. that was until chico got out. and then he found out about their little agreement. that seemed to be where everything went to hell. his little brother betraying them, his girl caught in the center of everything. and all he could do was stand there and watch. stand there and watch his empire burn to the ground.Concluida
Xalune - Echoes from the past
In a dystopian world, where the strongest prevails, having peace is a luxury. Especially when someone from the past is out to destroy everything we have built up over the past 15 years. And with Christmas approaching, our group get to face ten hellish days. Preview: In his fury, the chains have rubbed his wrists and neck raw, despite me trying to calm him down. He suddenly calms down when the screams in the cell next to us switch to the sound of bones breaking. Now he sits with foam on his lips and his eyes wide, looking that way. After ten minutes, the sounds of the boys in our cell have died down, and we all look at the wall that separates us from the crackling of the breaking bones. And then suddenly all is quiet. After a few silent minutes, our cell door opens slowly. From the ball of light from the ceiling, the little girl in the doorway is illuminated. She is completely covered in blood and doesn't move. Then she opens her eyes and carefully walks towards us. And despite everything, my first impulse is to crawl backwards, away from the unnatural calm radiating from her. ------------- After reading yet another great older brothers/younger sister story, where the family gets reunited after years of separation, the sister keeps the secret that she was abused and assaulted all along, and the brothers conceal their work in the mafia, I decided to give it also a try. The output of my story was initially to turn this around with openness and unconditional support and the torture should happen right in front of their very eyes. Because no story is complete without the (un)necessary bloodshed, action, humour and, of course, a bad guy. And who knows, to throw everything completely upside down, the main character may not survive. I won't write warnings above each chapter, because most of them contain violence, blood, torture, etc. Constructive criticism is welcome. Ow, and English is not my first, second or third language. So if I mess up somewhere, let me know!
𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 | ❦
His finger trailed up my thigh ever so gently causing my pussy complete torture. He knew what he was doing. He knew this was driving me completely crazy. Just as his fingers were trying to push past my underwear my hand grabbed onto his wrist. "Don't," I warned, in a low voice making sure nobody would notice. "Watch me fuck you in front of every single person here unless Tobias stops looking at you like that." He explained. I glanced over to Tobias who was looking angrier than ever. If Tobias didn't stop looking at me not only would my husband keep to his word, someone would send a bullet through his skull. *+*+* Scarlett Salvadore was to be married to a man she hated with all her heart to increase her father's power. Aleksander Petrov was to be married to a woman he hated with all his heart to make amends with some of the Italian mafia. When the two of them meet at a club without knowing their identities they are immediately drawn to each other. What will happen when the two of them discover each other's identity? Will it grow the passion they have for each other or will their families history destroy it? *+*+* "I hope you realize that you belong to me now. In fact, you've always belonged to me, before and after the wedding ring on that finger of yours." I rolled my eyes at his words, still not forgetting the things he said to me before. "I'm just as much yours as you are mine, and don't you forget it, Aleksander." I snapped, pointing at his hard chest. "Prove it." A smirk appeared on my lips. Men in the mafia always use their wives for sex. But why can't it be the women using their husband's? *+*+* Far from a cliché Started: Thursday 26th August 2021 Finished: Monday 15th August 2022 RANKINGS: 11 in Lust 6 in Italian 1 in Strong Language 1 in explicitConcluida
The Chosen One
Jay is a seventeen years old popular boy. He lives in Caleforniä with his mother. His father died when Jay was seven years old and his three year younger brother dissapeard and he is still not found. Jay and his friends are always in the woods nearby. One evening Jay rememberd that he lost his cellphone in the woods so he grabbed a flashlight and looked for it. When he founded it he saw something shining so he decided to look. When he wanted to grab it a bright light shined and blinded Jay. When he opened his eyes he saw he wasn't in the same woods. He walked trough the other woods and came by a fort. He wanted to get inside but some watchman stopped him. Then somebody came out and it was a man who looked like he wasn't that old. He letted Jay inside and they talked about what is happening. It was war between the humans and the Tokats. The Tokats are from another dimension in that world and they want to get the crystal of Terra. They want that because if they get the crystal they only need the chosen one to get their power back. The Tokats are looking like humans but the colour of their eyes is very different than that of a human. Jay decided to go help the humans fight. Time passed and Jay was observed by the Tokats. The Tokats decided to took Jay with them to the Tokats fort because they wanted to let Jay help them. Jay didn't want that so he ran back to the human fort. Not long after that the Tokats came to the human fort and taked the crystal but they also kidnapped Jay because they knew then that Jay the Chosen one was. If they wanted to use the crystal they must use all of the power of the Chosen one but then Jay would die. Jay didn't want that. Shall Jay escape from the Tokats and return to his world or shall he die? JAY ISN'T ZAC SNOW!!!! THAT YOU KNOW IT NOWConcluida
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐖𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 | 𝟏𝟖+
Maya applied pressure to my wound. I hissed from the pain. "Stop fucking around." She rolled her eyes at me. Maya finished tending my wound, wrapping it with a bandage. As she got up to put the first aid away, I stopped her. My thumb rubbed against the cool skin of her hand. I pulled her to sit on my lap. My fingers ran through her hair. "You're doing it again." I ignored her, sinking my chin into her shoulder. "I have no idea what you're talking about." I placed small pecks on neck. Her breathing turning heavy. "Stop. Someone could walk in." "And? You think they want to watch? Shit, I would." _____________________________________ ~Maya Castillo~ Escaping her traumatic past, Maya and her brother, Santiago, run to New York. In hopes to run her family business one day along side with her brother, she takes a college program at NYU. But when a anonymous person threatens her, Santiago turns to a past trusted friend. His price for protection? Her. ~Noah Slade~ In Manhattan, Noah is feared around the entire city. New York bows to his feet. He works in multiple businesses and is known in the mafia world as well. When a old friend from high school comes to him for protection, he comes face to face with his friend's sister once again, knowing exactly what he wants in exchange. ~ H I G H E S T R A N K S ~ #6- badass 8/24/2022 #8- ongoing 10/31/2022 #6- maya 5/3/2025 #1- maya 5/4/2025 #5- enemiestolovers 5/8/2025 #5- interesting 5/14/2025Concluida
Pyro
Let me tell you my story, the one about how I died. Don't worry, though. I came back. They say when someone shares their story, they're sharing their burden. Seeking someone to help carry the weight that bends their shoulders, hoping their troubles will float away like helium balloons into the endless sky. Your silence becomes their sanctuary, a vacuum they fill with dust-covered memories. If you speak, do it gently - a nod, a smile, the ghost of a touch on their shoulder. But my story? It's different. It carved its path because trust becomes a luxury I could no longer afford. How could it not, when the one person who swore to never betray me did exactly that? The one who promised never to hurt me, broke me. The one who vowed to stay, walked away. So tell me, why trust anyone else when the person I trusted the most killed me in every way but physical? Until they managed that too. They say the most dangerous predators are the ones who look like prey. I learned this truth through split knuckles and shattered promises, through blood on my tongue and threats whispered against skin. Through playing weak while gathering my strength in darkness. Now I watch him, this self-proclaimed hunter in his own game. He doesn't see he's just another piece being moved across someone else's board. The mafia's golden prince, they whisper. If only they knew what lurks beneath that polished veneer. What dances behind those eyes that mirror the shadows I know so well. But shadows? They're born from fire. And somewhere out there, someone's striking matches, leaving black roses on cooling ashes, drawing closer with every corpse that falls. They call him Pyro. And when that name drops in a room. Well, let's just say I'm not the only one with secrets worth killing for. Some demons wear designer suits. Some victims wear crowns. And some fires are worth burning for. Welcome to the game. Trust no one. Not even me.
For the Love of Magic
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The City of the Angels ✔️
When Isadora, a personal trainer from a wealthy family, falls for Roman, the heir to a deadly cartel, their intense connection is shattered by secrets and betrayal. As danger closes in, they must confront their pasts, fight for survival, and decide if love can exist in a world built on lies and violence. *** Los Angeles, also known as The City of the Angels. It's a fitting name for Los Ángeles del Armagedón, a cartel based in LA that runs the entire continent of South America. They're notorious, ruthless, and absolutely elusive. Well, apart from 26 year old Roman Ernesto Alvarez. Recently released from a two year stint in prison, he returns to the free world as the adopted heir to the most powerful cartel in South America. He's struggling to be back on the outside... until he meets her. Isadora Visente. She's a 23 year old personal trainer struggling with her parents' pressure to settle down and marry. Unknowingly, their slow-building but intensifying connection becomes Roman's unexpected anchor after his release. Her life working as a trainer in her gym is pretty mundane and repetitive, until she meets Roman, of course. Then it all gets a lot more interesting. *** "You sneaky little shit." Roman's eyes snapped over to me, or more accurately, towards my legs. There I stood in the middle of his room glaring at him, and he sat there with his beautiful eyes roaming over my exposed legs. He eventually dragged his gaze towards my upper half, but only for a second before it was back on my legs. "Damn." His voice was low and husky and just...perfect. Even if I was mad at him I couldn't deny that fact. "My eyes are up here, Roman." "Yeah, but your legs are down there." *** Part of the Costantino UniverseConcluida
The Lands of the Rising Sun
"Mur'ring!" I yelled. "Wake up! Ra'dok got bit by a coyote." Mur'ring sprung to his feet. "Let me see." He inspected the wound with a bad look on his face. "We have to disinfect it." "Yeah okay, whatever just help him he's bleeding out." Mur'ring let go of Ra'dok's leg and turned to me, "you don't have to be an asshole, you asked me," he said. "Help him!" I yelled. Mur'ring walked to the back of the cell and moved a cement block from the wall. He pulled out a bottle of clear liquid. "I was saving this for a special occasion, but given the situation I guess-" "Will you shut the fuck up and help him?!" Mur'ring poured the liquid on the wound. Ra'dok yelled. A guard smacked the door. "Shut the hell up in there!" Mur'ring wrapped some cloth around the wound and Ra'dok stopped bleeding. He let Ra'dok take a few sips of the liquid, which made him gag but sedated him. After a while we all fell asleep. I know it looks like this story is about Japan but it's not. The Lands of the Rising Sun are referring to the East Coast of the United States of America. Set in a post apocalyptic world. Ma'tuk, Ra'dok and Mur'ring are three slaves that share a cell and work in the mining fields. They discover a secret and set in motion a series of events to jailbreak the slaves. The story is told in two parts. The second part follows a team of bounty hunters that find a valuable man and must nurse him back to health. In order to see a doctor they must embark on a mission to gain access to the doctor. This wonderful adventure is very graphic and explores aspects of the mind in terms of spirituality, the human condition and the fate of man.Concluida
Shameless
Lucy Gambino is the daughter of a mafia boss in New York. She has a life that molds her into the person she is now as a bartender. One day her father asks her to come back to her childhood house for her cousins wedding, and she finds out she will be the new mafia boss after her father dies. While she's there she meets her fathers right hand man Ryder De Luca..... and things will get interesting. Warning.... This story has strong language such as "bitch" "slut" "whore" "cunt" "Jesus Christ" "Damn" "Motherfucker" "Asshole" "Prick" "Dick" "Goddamn" "Fuck" "Shit" etc This story has mentions of drinking alcohol, doing drugs, murder, torture, violence, and there are guns mentioned in this story as well. Knives are used. There is also some mention of rape, but I will only do a tiny mention, and give a warning at the beginning of the chapter. There is strong sexual content in this story There is also a mention of suicide, but it's very brief and I won't go into detail. I will also give a warning if the chapters have anything that can be remotely triggering. It's not my intention to trigger anyone in anyway. Description of Lucy Gambino: She is Italian, and Hispanic. She is about 5"6, long neck, dark brown hair, brown eyes with hints of green, full lips, hourglass figure, beautiful hands, full a cup bra size, she's curvy, speaks Italian, Spanish, and English, she has tan skin, and a perfect jawline. She also has a rib tattoo. Description of Ryder De Luca: He is Italian as well. He is 6"1, perfect jawline, muscular, has hand tattoos, medium brown hair, light brown eyes, perfect hands, ring obsession, can Speak French, German, Italian, and English. He didn't grow up in a mafia family, and Lucy's father took him in when he was 19 right after Lucy left to build her bar. I really hope you enjoy this story, and this will be an interesting one. So buckle up folks🖤Concluida
COMPLETED • chapters published weekly. names, locations, and event have been changed and dramaticised for entertainment purposes. "he's fucked. they try him as an adult and it's all fucking over man. claims and all." "we can re-claim. ratpacks are the least of my worries right now." "yeah of course they're the least of yours. try getting rolled up on it ciggy." •-• Los Angeles, 2018 A group of teenagers in the most protected gang there was falls through. the cover, chico, goes back to jail. after a series of jumps and ganks from the rival gang, the group is forced to make a decision, without chico's help. it seems the comprimise was the best idea they'd had. that was until chico got out. and then he found out about their little agreement. that seemed to be where everything went to hell. his little brother betraying them, his girl caught in the center of everything. and all he could do was stand there and watch. stand there and watch his empire burn to the ground.
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