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THE VIKING MAFIA (…And Mary, the Mother of God)
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“Born in blood. Sworn in blood. You enter alive, you leave dead!” He spat and shot Hunter. He walked out of the room with his soldiers without looking back after wiping out a whole family of five. There is a cough in the serene room of the dead…
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Chapter 1
"We are moving AGAIN?" My step-mother yelled at my dad's face, looking furious.
"This is the last time darling I promi-" my dad got cut off by my annoying step mother
"whenever she is around everything turns into a disaster! It's about time you let her face the world on her own rather than spoiling her like you always do."
"I'm certain we can keep her past mistakes private in the next town." My dad sighed.
"There is a great school there for Amelia and it's a great town. Look at it as a fresh start for all of us."
"How many fresh starts does that little brat of yours need?!" She yelled.
"She's eighteen. It's time she faced the world on her own. We've suffered the consequences of her actions enough!"
I had enough and decided to finally come into view. "And, of course, she's home late. What a surprise." I rolled my eyes looking at her
"I would've been home on time if you picked me up like you were supposed to!""You are an adult now! You can take care of yourself."
"So I've heard" I replied.
"Oh, darling, I'm sorry you had to find your way home." My dad said looking guilty. But of course, my stepmom had to make a comment on everything.
"This is the babying I'm talking about; she shouldn't need a father looking after her anymore. She is ruining both our lives with her immaturity!"
"Are u done yet step-banshee?" I yawned.
"You've got the rest of your life to be annoying? Can you take a day off? You'd think it's your full time job."
"Your attitude is absolutely disgusting."she gasped.
"So is your personality, but you don't hear me complaining about it." I replied.
I'm Amelia Black. The daughter of Collin and Maria Black. I'm what the people call the "Bad Girl". They started calling me that so I started becoming that. My reputation started because of what happened in my past and ever since then people won't even give me a chance to explain myself.
I didn't believe I would ever meet someone who would see past my bad reputation, until I met him...
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THE VIKING MAFIA (…And Mary, the Mother of God) The Twin Shadow
(Dante’s POV / Maria’s POV)Dante’s POVThe dreams came more often now, fragments of a life I couldn’t fully remember. They pulled me into the past like shadows creeping through the cracks of my mind, unsettling and relentless.This time, I was in a sunlit field, the kind of place that felt almost too perfect to be real. Laughter filled the air, bright and carefree. Mine, yes—but not just mine.“Carlo, wait up!”The voice was my own, younger and higher-pitched, full of boyish excitement. I was running through tall grass, chasing after a boy who turned just as I reached him. His face was clear now—dark hair, bright eyes, a smile that mirrored my own.“Catch me if you can!” he yelled, darting away.I felt the rush of happiness, the warmth of innocence. But then, like all dreams, it shifted. The colors dimmed, the laughter faded, and the world became darker.The field was gone. We were in a small room now, huddled together as the sound of gunfire erupted outside. Carlo’s hand was in mine
Última actualización : 2025-01-12THE VIKING MAFIA (…And Mary, the Mother of God) The Storm Brews
(Maria’s POV)The rain tapped against the tall windows like a warning, steady and insistent. The Vincenzo mansion was quiet, but not in the way that felt comforting. It was the kind of silence that carried weight, like a storm building just beneath the surface.I sat by the window in my room, staring out at the blurred city lights in the distance. My thoughts were tangled, an endless loop of fear, anger, and despair. Dante’s coldness, Pietro’s manipulations, and the growing sense that this house was a cage with no escape—it all pressed down on me.My hand moved absently to my phone on the side table. I hadn’t touched it in days. What was the point? My life had been stripped down to survival. The only people I could contact were either dead or didn’t care to hear from me.Still, I unlocked the screen. Muscle memory led me to an app I hadn’t opened in years, one I used before I had been forced back into this life. As I scrolled through, something stopped me cold.A notification. Elena S
Última actualización : 2025-01-12THE VIKING MAFIA (…And Mary, the Mother of God) Maria’s Despair
(Maria’s POV)The days following the massacre bled together, each one heavier than the last. Dante’s revelation had shattered something deep inside me—something that could never be repaired. The world felt wrong now, the air thicker, the shadows darker. Every corner of the Vincenzo mansion seemed to whisper reminders of his words, his deeds, and the lives lost in his wake. The stare of my dad as he breathed his last.I barely left my room, the pressure of grief and betrayal anchoring me to the bed. My thoughts were a storm, memories clashing with the harsh truths Dante had forced upon me. My father… was gone, their blood on Dante’s hands. And yet, the man who had stolen my innocence years ago and deprived me of the joy of becoming a Nun—the man I’d thought was a nameless, faceless monster—was the same man who now claimed ownership over me and there was nothing I could do about it.The knot of betrayal in my chest tightened every time I closed my eyes, the echoes of his words reverber
Última actualización : 2025-01-12THE VIKING MAFIA (…And Mary, the Mother of God) Maria’s Despair
(Maria’s POV)The days following the massacre bled together, each one heavier than the last. Dante’s revelation had shattered something deep inside me—something that could never be repaired. The world felt wrong now, the air thicker, the shadows darker. Every corner of the Vincenzo mansion seemed to whisper reminders of his words, his deeds, and the lives lost in his wake.I barely left my room, the weight of grief and betrayal anchoring me to the bed. My thoughts were a storm, memories clashing with the harsh truths Dante had forced upon me. My father… was gone, their blood on Dante’s hands. And yet, the man who had stolen my innocence years ago—the man I’d thought was a nameless, faceless monster—was the same man who now claimed ownership over me and there was nothing I could do about it.The knot of betrayal in my chest tightened every time I closed my eyes, the echoes of his words reverberating in my mind.“I was the man who took your innocence.”The first time I left my room was
Última actualización : 2025-01-07THE VIKING MAFIA (…And Mary, the Mother of God) Chapter 18
MARIA My heart pounded heavily as I stared at the package given to me by Dante. It was a red box, and as I collected it with shaky hands, my eyes locked with Dante’s beautifully darkened eyes. Terrified as I was staring at him, there was something about his eyes that I could not resist.“Open it,” Da
THE VIKING MAFIA (…And Mary, the Mother of God) Chapter 15
I groaned, my eyes slowly fluttering open. Startled, it felt as if I were facing a ghost. With a gentle moan, I whispered, “Dante,” my voice tinged with shock.Dante remained composed, his countenance void of emotion, while I struggled to piece together the events preceding this moment. Closing my ey
THE VIKING MAFIA (…And Mary, the Mother of God) Chapter 14
MARIA“What… what are you doing?” I stuttered, goosebumps prickling my skin. Pietro loomed so close that his breath brushed my neck.I swiftly reached for the light switch, even though sweat clung to my body. His bright eyes darkened with a sly smirk as the room flooded with light.“Are you scared?” Pi
THE VIKING MAFIA (…And Mary, the Mother of God) Chapter 13
DANTEMarriage was never on my radar; I viewed it as a potential distraction and a vulnerability for enemies. I saw it as a fucking cage. However, circumstances forced my hand, compelling me to secure my position as the needed Capo of the outfit. Every move in the outfit was strategic, including my m
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