Dulce Venganza 2 Novels & Stories

Vanya sniffled and began to cry on her mother’s frail shoulder, “If I told you about this, you’ll be against it. I’m really sorry, Mom…” ‌ “Shhh… it’s okay, sweetheart,” responded Henriella without any judgment. She lifted Vanya’s teary face up facing her and said, “I don’t blame you for having such a bad sentiment toward the person who made your Dad suffer, but revenge is not the way. You know, two wrongs don’t make a right, remember?” ‌ “I regret what I did, Mom…” sobbed Vanya. “I’ll make it right by giving the money I get from selling the important document back to Kevin.”

Kerlson turned to Dante with a simple nod, this wouldn't have been possible without his interference. “I owe you one, '' Kerlson stated and Dante nodded. He finally felt good doing something for his best friend. He may have been quiet and not willing to help prevent his death but seeing everyone happy at the birth of his grandchildren made it all worth the effort. “We have to kill them, Dante, Cassandra can't have a child talkless of two” Emelda suddenly screamed reaching for the stairs but Dante was quick to push her to the floor.

When truth is, I was thinking to myself that when I got back to the house, I'll scrub my mouth off with soap for kissing this hideous ugly looking mo-fo that reeked with weed and cigarettes. "Right. What were you saying Ryder?" My eyes quickly snapped back to Shane who was watching the whole exchange between me and Luca with a blank face but with eyes full of anger. "You owe me Montero." Luca scoffed while slinging one arm over my shoulder. "I owe you nothing." Shane leaned back on his seat and sipped his glass of alcohol. "You do. You stole from me remember? My last shipment from Mexico that was supposed to arrive last week but you went for it instead and killed one of my men." Shane growle

She asked, voice barely above a whisper. “Call it whatever you want,” Dante replied calmly. “But if you don’t give me what I want, I’ll talk. I can go to your husband right now and tell him what really happened to his first wife. He’d be really happy to know that you had her killed just so you could go from mistress to Mrs. Valdez.” Vanessa’s face paled. Her fingers dug into the edge of the table. “Or better yet,” Dante continued, his voice dropping even lower, “I could go to her son, Roderick. Bet he’d pay me millions to know exactly who ordered the hit and run on his mother. What do you think?”

Mathias exclaimed, a hint of excitement and curiosity lacing his words. Mrs Fernanda's laughed echoed through the room as she started revealing the dark secrets. "You know nothing at all," she sneered mockingly, her tone filled with a mixture of amusement and disdain. "A child can't be different from her father, DIABLO (devil), VAMPIRA (vampire), HÍBRIDA (hybrid), ABOMINACIÓN (abomination). And she must die, or else she will bring death to us all, just like her father has been doing for generations."

he voiced out, making my eyes open again. Isa turned back to him as she nervously watched one of the girls, who had entered the room with Ventura, walk towards the door and open it. “As a thank you, you get first dibs at our latest shipment,” Ventura commented as ten crying women were escorted into the room. “Only the best for my partners.” “What about the older one you mentioned?” Another one of the men asked. “She won’t be sold yet, but as promised, the after party is at my property and she will be available for tasting then. And there are no restrictions on that one,” Ventura smiled as Francisco’s breathing got heavier while his hand that was still on my shoulder started trembling.

The dagger clattered to the floor. "Get out of my sight," Deluca roared, his fangs elongating. "Run, Valencia. Run off my lands before I let my wolf rip your throat out for speaking to my mate." Valencia didn't hesitate. She scrambled past them, crying hysterically as she bolted up the stairs and out into the night. Nora shoved Deluca away. She hit his chest hard, backing up until her shoulders hit the cold stone wall. She was shaking violently, her chest heaving as she stared at the man she thought she was falling for.

I execute a Council warrant which declares your status as a Royal fugitive Maya or should I say Princess Selene? She stopped ten feet away from me while she spun the dagger around using her fingers. "I have to admit you fooled me" Vanessa said. "You played the broken, pathetic Omega so well. But I knew Dante would never look at a weakling the way he looked at you. Now I know why. He wanted the ultimate prize. He wanted a Royal pet." "I'm not owned by him" I replied with anger. "The situation is irrelevant" Vanessa stated with a wicked smile. "You both experience defeat tonight. Miller provided us with the necessary evidence. My men are killing Dante's guards in the lower level. I will take t

DIEGO’S POV “VVIP Invitation to the grand of the Crest club Happening on the 17th…” I was about to toss the invitation card in the bin when I noticed a note written in red ink at the back. “You wouldn’t want to miss a show of a lifetime. Your whore, Valentina Sanchéz is now mine, she is the first thing I would take from you them I’m coming for the remaining things you own and then of course your beloved mafia outfit.” Desmond Sandals

“Sold. She’s yours. Get her out of here.” I wasn’t surprised. Vincenzo was a greedy bastard. For men like him, tradition crumbled the second real money hit the table. He turned to the crowd. “She’s been bought and paid for. Back off.” The room exploded in noise. Chaos erupted as Vincenzo’s guards shoved men back. “No. We want to watch.” “She’s not yours alone, De Luca.” “Tap that little cunt for the rest of us.” That was Diallo again. His fat mouth flapped like he forgot who he was speaking to.