Gangster Stories

"𝑱𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒊 𝒔𝒂𝒉𝒊, 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒅𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒂𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆, 𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏, 𝑨𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒊𝒃𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒈𝒊." ⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆ You can run away from a normal man- but can you run from the owner? The lunatic. The public threat of Uttar Pradesh. She returned to her home town with a hope to have peace- But she was handed straight to the devil. Hate and annoyance planted the seed- of obsession, of control, over a girl who had never been allowed to heal. A marriage she never asked for. A life she wasn't ready for. But now that it's hers- will she run from it? Or turn it around, on her own terms? ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐ MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION © All Rights Reserved

She's a doctor. She's a biker. She's a killer when she needs to be. And she's the wife of London's most dangerous mafia king. When Indrila Chowdhury returns for Season 2, she's not just a wife- she's a woman on a mission to avenge her father's murder. With Rudra Manothra by her side, her best friends in the battlefield, and a mysterious man named Ayan who knows too much... London is about to burn. Revenge. Betrayal. Seduction. And a truth that will shake every relationship in her life. Welcome to I Am Gangstar Wife - Season 2. Are you ready for the chaos? Welcome to I

"You really shouldn't be wandering around like this. There are rules you can't just do whatever you want" Carmen's eyes narrowed "I'm a fucking Shelby. And I can do whatever the bloody hell I want." Peaky Blinders Season 1 - ? Male Oc x Female Oc

Reyansh Malhotra never asked to inherit an empire built on blood. As the cold, calculating boss of one of the most feared crime syndicates, he only wants one thing: control. But his aging father wants a marriage alliance to secure power-and gives him a deadline. When Reyansh goes to collect a debt, the terrified debtor offers something unforgivable: his 19-year-old son, Aarav. Quiet, sweet-faced, and smiling shyly behind trembling lashes. Reyansh accepts out of strategy, not compassion. Marriage solves his problem. But the mansion reveals a truth Reyansh hadn't prepared for. Aarav is nineteen in body but emotionally like a 4-year-old-cheerful, trusting, stubborn, pure in a world made of knives. He hums nursery rhymes while exploring marble corridors, calls Reyansh "Uncle" at first, then adorably corrects himself with "Patidev ji", unaware of the weight of the word. He cries when thunder booms, hides behind curtains when strangers shout, and gifts Reyansh crayon drawings as "contract payments." The mafia boss who has ordered deaths without blinking suddenly finds himself learning how to: hold tiny trembling hands during panic attacks sit through animated movies and bedtime stories protect a fragile soul from a world that would break him But the mafia world isn't forgiving. Rumors spread. Enemies see weakness. Loyalties fracture. Reyansh has to choose-treat Aarav as a burden, a shield, a pawn...or something devastatingly dangerous to a man like him. Slowly, Reyansh stops being "the monster who owns him" and becomes the protector who loves him. The boy who laughs at butterflies becomes the only light in Reyansh's darkness. But as buried truths surface-about why Aarav is like this, about his past, about who broke him-the world they've built trembles. Can a mafia king learn gentleness? Can he love someone who lives in innocence while swimming in sin? And when enemies want Aarav, will Reyansh save him as a responsibility. or as the most important person in his life?

Title: Masaallah, I Got Kidnapped Summary Everyone in the underworld knew him. A man so cold that even bullets hesitated before touching him. A mafia boss who didn't raise his voice-because names written in his diary were already dead. A man who only spoke when someone's fate needed sealing. So when he was drugged, blindfolded, and dragged into a warehouse one rainy night, he was almost amused. An enemy cartel? Betrayal from inside? A dramatic execution attempt? He was ready. Until he opened his eyes. Standing in front of him was not a hardened criminal... ...but a 19-year-old boy with soft cheeks, big innocent eyes, messy hair, and hands shaking while holding a gun that clearly terrified him more than the mafia boss ever could. The boss stared. Once. Twice. Then, for the first time in his life, a thought crossed his ruthless mind: "Masaallah." The boy introduced himself nervously, offered him water, apologized for the dirty chair, and asked if he was "too tightly tied" like this was a kidnapping Yelp review. The mafia boss-feared by nations, hunted by governments-fell in love instantly. Unfortunately for everyone: The kidnapper had no idea who he'd kidnapped The mafia boss had no idea how to talk to someone without threatening murder And the warehouse slowly turned into a battlefield of misunderstandings, accidental flirting, and the boss's men desperately trying to find their missing leader while he... ...didn't really want to be rescued anymore. A story where: The deadliest man alive becomes soft over a shy smile A "cute, innocent boy" turns out to be way more dangerous than he looks Romance blooms between guns, blood, and very awkward silence And the line between captor and captive blurs... slowly, painfully, irresistibly Dark. Dangerous. Slow burn. And completely chaotic.

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This is a standalone book about the new generation of the Rosario and O'Neil heirs. The book is mostly focused on two couples so even if you have not read the previous books you can follow the story. Leandro Rosario and Nicandro O'Neil are cousins but have loyalties to two different crime families. But they have more common than they think. Ultimately they are heirs to two powerful mob boss bloodlines in the New York business scene. They have wealth, they have power, they have love, they have loyalty..... They have everything .... Their biggest fights in life are not for power or wealth... It's for keeping the women they love in their lives as they grow up through their teen years.

🏆 #1 for #HongKong 🏆 #4 for #Espionage 🏆 #6 for #China 🏆 #13 for #Spy 🏆 #17 for #Gangster Inspired by true events. In 1959 Hong Kong, a city divided by empire and ideology, Superintendent Victor Cheung stands at the fault line between two worlds. To the British Crown, he is the model colonial officer - loyal, brilliant, indispensable. To the Communist Party, he is Comrade Zhang, their most deeply embedded mole in the colonial system. Across the harbour, his blood brother Leonard Ho has become a rising power within the 14K Triad - the Kuomintang's secret weapon in its underground war against Beijing. Between them stands Lily Shao, a film star and humanitarian who still believes Hong Kong can remain untouched by politics. When a Mainland scientist disappears en route to the West, the city becomes a chessboard where every move carries mortal risk. As Victor and Leo hunt for the same man on opposite sides of the ideological divide, Lily is drawn into their struggle, forced to choose between loyalty, conscience, and survival. As betrayals multiply, the line between service and faith blurs. The final reckoning unfolds on the Lo Wu Bridge - the threshold between Hong Kong and China - where Victor must decide which nation, and which self, he can live or die for. Rooted in historical truth and inspired by the real-life career of the first Chinese head of the Hong Kong CID, No Harbour for Ghosts exposes the moral cost of divided allegiance. It is a spy story stripped of glamour - a tragedy of men who serve two masters and find no harbour in either.

What happens when an Indian spy get deployed on a mission to infiltrate a gang? Then honey traps a politician's daughter. He never meant to fall in love with her, but he did anyway and now what? "Mujhe maarna manzoor hai, lekin haarna nahi. Kyunki haar manna, ahsan rasta hota hai. Aur ahsan rasta lena, meri fitraat nahi." ~Hamza Ali Mazari "Usse dekha aur bas. Bina soche samjhe, maine usse beintehaa pyaar kiya. Woh meri mashooq hai, isilye saza nahi de sakti, lekin use bewafa nahi banne dungi." ~Yalina Jamali "Mujhe aap ke saath waqkt betana hai. Bas, itni si baat nahi maan sakte?" Yalina said with a cute and childish pout. "Teek hai, lekin ek shaart. Mujse pyaar mat karna. Manzoor hai?" Hamza said thinking that it would be easier if she didn't. "Afsoof. Bahut der ho chuki hai. Dil, dhadkan, dimag, jism aur rooh, sab aap ke naam ka hai. Ab kya hoga, kyunki jo chaiye, mujhe chaiye?" Yalina said while looking into Hamza's eyes. She said like a fact. Written in stone.

A murder. A memory blurred by trauma. A face that refuses to fade. Nani believes Sky Wongravee is responsible for his mentor's death. He just can't prove it. Now, forced into a legal war against the most powerful man in the city, Nani must decide what matters more: Justice. Truth. Or the undeniable pull toward the one man he swore to destroy.

She was never meant to belong to this world. Luiza Moretti - the hidden daughter of the most powerful gangster in Chicago - spent most of her life far away, tucked safely in Switzerland, protected from blood, power, and the darkness that shaped her father's empire. But when her mother falls gravely ill, everything changes. Her father brings her back home. Back to Chicago. Back to a world that was always hers - even if she was never allowed to see it. A city ruled by alliances, territory, loyalty... and fear. As she struggles to adjust to a life surrounded by bodyguards, whispered deals, and dangerous reputations, she unintentionally captures the attention of two men who were never supposed to look at her that way. Two heirs. Two future kings of rival, yet allied, empires. One of them is quiet. Controlled. Untouchable. A man no one has ever seen with a woman by his side. Mysterious, observant - always three steps ahead. The other is fire and temptation. A calculated hunter. A gambler. And when he wants something... he takes it. Three hearts. One ruthless world. In a city where power means survival and mercy is weakness, love might be the most dangerous move of all. Because when you get too close to the wolves... you either become their prey - or their queen.

A marriage signed on paper was never meant to feel real. Rehman has already buried love once - along with the part of himself that believed in it. Hardened by a violent past and haunted by loss, he agrees to a contract marriage for reasons that have nothing to do with emotions and everything to do with necessity. Rules are clear. Boundaries are absolute. Feelings are forbidden. Ulfat, on the other hand, was supposed to have a different future - one built on choice, familiarity, and perhaps love. But a single incident shatters her plans, forcing her into an agreement that ties her life to a man who treats affection like a weakness. Under one roof, between unspoken grief and carefully drawn lines, resentment turns into understanding, silence into companionship, and distance into something far more dangerous. What begins as a temporary arrangement slowly becomes a battle neither of them expected - because the one condition written nowhere in the contract was the hardest to follow: Don't fall in love. A "slow-burn" story about healing, trust, and a love that grows where it was never meant to exist. Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, universe, or original storyline referenced in this work. The characters of Rehman, Ulfat, and others are inspired by the film Dhurandhar, and all rights remain reserved with the original creators and makers. This is a purely fictional, non-commercial fan work created for creative and entertainment purposes only. The plot, events, and character developments in this story are entirely imagined and are not connected to the official narrative.

« You told me you would take me to see the sea. I waited for it the way I waited for all our Tuesdays. »

Vanessa's violet eyes, shimmering like twilight amethysts, were the first and last things Troy saw. They held a universe he desperately wanted to inhabit, a quiet storm of beauty that shattered the icy shell around his heart. He, a ghost in the shadows, a blade in the night, found himself tethered to her light, a moth drawn to a dangerous flame. But Troy's devotion was a twisted knot of love and death. He was a killer, a tool for those who dealt in shadows, and Vanessa, unknowingly, became his most perilous assignment. They didn't ask him to simply end her life; they asked him to erase her, to dismantle the very essence of her being, to snuff out the violet fire that had dared to ignite his cold soul. He was tasked not with a clean, swift kill, but with a slow, agonizing unraveling. He was to become her confidante, her lover, her very breath, and then, with surgical precision, dismantle her trust, her joy, her very reason for being. He was to become the architect of her emotional ruin, a slow poison that would leave her a hollow shell, a ghost mirroring his own. The unexpected twist wasn't just the betrayal, but the insidious nature of it. He was to love her to death, to make her love him back, and then, with the very same hands that held her close, shatter her world from the inside out. He wasn't just killing Vanessa; he was killing the hope she represented, the fragile belief in goodness he had long since abandoned. His love was a weapon, and her heart, the ultimate target.

This book 6 looks at college days of Rosarios and O'Neils. This is after mob boss dominance and mob boss territory. Tristan turned 18 in August and so did Vincenzo. Vienna and Clarisa turned 17 in July. This book starts late august, early September. There are time jumps to show the story of the couples in this book.

𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙞𝙭𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙧, 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙪𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙪𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮...𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝘼𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙝𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣-𝙚𝙧𝙖 𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙜𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠. • • Written by me. Original concept inspired by @KN1GHTFALL

Ruh-e-Ulfat (رُوحِــالفت) - The Soul of Love Before the storms, before the battles and broken streets, there was a love that burned quietly, beautifully, and fiercely. Rehman and Ulfat met in a world full of chaos, yet somehow, their hearts found each other amidst the noise. The first glances, the shy smiles, the stolen moments - each one building a bond stronger than words could capture. Their early marriage was a dance of laughter and quiet understanding, of whispered promises in the night and gentle reassurances by day. Every argument ended with tenderness, every disagreement with patience, because love - raw, real, and untested - had a way of filling every crack. This is Ruh-e-Ulfat: a story of beginnings, of hearts entwined, of moments before the world demanded sacrifices, and of a love so alive it could conquer even the shadows yet to come.

dahil sa isang accidenteng nangyari, nagkatagpo ang kanilang landas, Kiel Draven Patterson, Apo ng may-ari ng isang sikat at Pangmayamang paaralan. Ang Patterson High. When he was a child an accident happen that made him promised to himselt to look for someone who saved him from that Accident. Cathy Angeleigh Fabillar, A Cold with Attitude Nerd. Shes a Scholar sa Patterson High, Shes searching for the Owner of the wristwatch na nahanap niya sa lugar kung nangyari ang accident 8Years ago. Sigurado siyang naiwan ito nung batang Nagligtas sa ate niya. She's been looking to that boy for almost 9 years, And she wont stop looking for him until she can finally and Officially thank him two people searching for their debtor. one is searching for his savior the other one is searching for her sisters savior and the owner of the watch that been in her posession for 8 years. Mahanap kaya nila ang hinahanap nila? or nahanap na nila pero Hindi pala ito ang hinahanap nila. kung magkakatagpo ang kanilang landas, masasabe kaya nila sa isat-isa ang salitang matagal na nilang gustong sabihin? ang "I finally Found you...

"𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨... 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐨! 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞!" 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫- "𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐏𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞... 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮- 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞." 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞. 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫.

Right after her high school graduation November Clarke's seemingly perfect life comes crashing down after a tragedy engulfs her life, taking the life of the one person dearest to her. She is then sent to live with her aunt in New York who with November's perfect grades and some well connected strings helps November to land in a private boarding college for the dangerous delinquent misfits and kids of the elite, the Southside Princeton University. Still in mourning November resolves to earn her degree in the academy full of students who're completely out of control, unnoticed and unknown but it all goes to shit as November runs right into the worst kind trouble on her very first week. Literally. Hunter Black. The nefarious, villainous, almost mythical Hunter Black. Not one to mess with and definitely not one to upset. The worst kind of bad at Southside Princeton University with a past too dark to speak off and a present to scary to ever encounter. Riddled with tattoos and no-nonsense, Hunter cannot fathom how beyond annoyed he is to have this tiny little nobody crash into him and pull him down right along with her. Now entangled in ways neither of them understand will Hunter and November drown right away in the waters of this cruel cruel world and its twisted currents or will they be able to help each other to stay adrift?