Book Vendetta Novels & Stories

"This is justice." But something was off. The bar was too quiet, the streets too empty. Muna's instincts screamed warning just as Vincent's radio crackled. "Boss, we've got movement on the rooftops”” Gunfire exploded from above. The SUV's bulletproof windows cracked under the assault as Vincent swerved, tires screaming. More shooters appeared from alleys, a coordinated ambush designed to trap them. "It's a fucking setup!" Vincent shouted, returning fire through the window. Felix pulled Muna down, shielding her body with his as bullets tore through the night. Their backup vehicles engaged the shooters, creating enough chaos for Vincent to break through the kill zone.

A massive HD smart TV dominated one wall of the room, its 4K resolution casting a crystal-clear glow, broadcasting live feeds from spy cameras situated at various locations, from their house to the city streets to high-security facilities to just about anywhere they could infiltrate that was related to their investigation. Then, in another corner of the room, a sprawling board stretched across the wall, plastered with notes, clues, and pictures of every single person they were investigating. And, right above the board, two words written in bold, bright red fonts, like a fiery declaration of intent, blazed: OPERATION VENDETTA. Juniper nodded in approval. "Wow! Impressive upgrades since the la

he said, his voice steadier now, “we don’t have time for this...... Think about what matters...... Focus..... We need to bring Dorian and Irwin to their knees. Make them beg for mercy, just like you said. That’s the priority. Everything else… can wait.” Vendetta stared at him for a long moment, her gaze searching his face for something—an apology, an explanation, a shred of vulnerability. She found nothing but cold resolve. Finally, she nodded, her expression hardening once more. “Fine,” she said, her voice devoid of emotion. “We’ll do it your way. " With that, she turned on her heel and walked away, leaving Valen alone in the flickering shadows of the mansion. "You had a job, and you should

I raised my brows at her, “What?” She gulps audibly, “Umm… I'm Vendetta.” “So? Get the fuck out of my way, little vamp.” She glared at me “If you would listen to my suggestion then one of you might win your mates' heart but since you're not interested…” she shrugs and began walking away.

“Seriously, what is with the names you champions pick for weapons?” “Oh, it’s more than just a catchy nickname, my dear,” Soundhound confided as he sauntered to Eliza. “Do you know what I was like before I found my artifact?” “Let me guess. An amateur guitar player for a second-rate British rock band?” she snapped. “Hilarious, but no. The first human to touch Vendetta was a drug lord and he raised me. Not as his son, but as his “personal” hitman. He exploited my power to kill off his competition then routinely abused me to keep me in line.”

, she tutted and landed a roundhouse kick, sending the big man crashing down and the crowd going crazy. Vendetta. A band of the world's most dangerous assassins, trained with different methods that they could kill with a gentle touch. People called it the Hell Hall fraternity for various reasons that have everything to do with their torture techniques. Not only the most skilled assassins but also the most skilled psychologists and just about every God damn profession.

he mumbled as I came up close to him, “that was fast.” “Out with it,” I ground out, not ready to entertain any sly games. “What do you have?” He let out a wry chuckle, stroking his beard. He looked heinous AF. “How about this? You double the f*e, and I give you more juice.” “What?” I was still as patient as ever, tolerating his already overbearing attitude. “I can tell you who fired the shots, and who was behind them, for 30 million,” he made the double sign with his fingers, flashing a heinous grin.

Xander had a sour mood after all Amelia gave him a good punishment by restricting him from touching her for a week and Liam was getting the silent treatment from his wife making him pout occasionally. Everything was perfect and beautiful. Too unreal but enough real to believe that yes. There is always a bright sun behind a cloudy sky. Their darkness finally ended and the bright sun finally lighten up their lives. They were together. A complete family. ____________________________________ So this is the End of Vengeful Redemption. The purpose of writing this story was to show that some people can regret their wrongdoings and can go to any length to make it right. Like Rose did everything and

I finally called him back after a while. "Come here, Kel. Let's look at these photos together. "This is your Aunt Bree," I said, pointing at Brianna's photo. "Remember, Kel, that she's a bad lady. She's the one who killed your daddy." Kelvin's face turned serious as he nodded. "Okay. I'll remember." "And this is your daddy." I placed a yellowed photo of Calvin on the table. Calvin was smiling happily in a carefree manner in it. "This is handsome daddy? Then what about old papa…"

Coventina mutters. “Does anyone want to clue me in as to what in the ever loving fu—fudge is going on?” I shout. “Yes, we will. You, as you now know, are Coventina’s incarnate in the Lunar Realm. You have never been an ordinary hybrid. That was never in the cards for you,” Selene answers. “Why?” “Because after the Dark War that Morrigan fought in, Beatrix was brought back. They had a necromancer bring her back and she is seeking revenge and using the rogues to do it.” Coventina answers.