Exo Vaticanus Novels & Stories

Elijah and the rest of the apostles walk slowly to the gates of the Sanctuary with a solemn look in their eyes as they walked, finally stopping at the front of the gates and ringing the bell, soon enough the gates are opened and the apostles walk in to a cheerful crowd consisting of clergymen and women whom had come to celebrate their return, the apostles try to keep their spirits high by responding in like fashion but it was clear to see that they were unhappy, they walk a little bit more into three black vehicles that were waiting for them, they exchange pleasantries with their drivers before they are driven off to the New Vatican. LOCATION : OFFICE OF THE POPE, NEW VATICAN TIME : 1:50PM D

It seemed, at least for tonight, he was not letting her go. ************************* INDEX: Io triumphe - hail the triumph Roma victoria- Rome victoriou Euge - bravo/well done Io io io - similar to huzzah Vivas imperator - long life to the commander Vivas Roma - long live Rome Dii immortales - immortal gods Io imperator - hail to the commander Vale Germanicus - hail Germanicus Euge Germanicus - bravo/well done Germanicus Vale imperator - hail commander Vivas Germanicus - long life to Germanicus

Lorenzo glanced to his side as tires screeched so loudly that my eardrums almost exploded inside my head. I was trying to decipher what the fuck was going to when more black unregistered SUVs piled up right behind Lorenzo’s convoy, blocking all the exits and the streets that joined the long road that narrowed from the vatican. I was still on the ‘what in the actual fuck’ stupor when bullets hailed down from the sky like angry thunder. The screams intensified, the gunfire filling the air like an apocalyptic song. In a matter of seconds, bodies littered the entryway of the Vatican, blood drizzling on the paved sidewalks. The scene turned the holy land into a fucking hell entrance in a matter o

Lucia whispered through her comm, “Security rotation every twelve minutes. Cameras sweep counter-clockwise. We move when the bells hit one.” The first bell rang. Elena’s pulse quickened. The sound echoed through the quiet streets like a countdown from heaven. They slipped past the barricades, blending with the shadows, their footsteps silent on the slick marble. Lucia disabled the side entrance alarm with a small pulse device. The door clicked open. Alessandro murmured, “We’re in.” Inside, the Vatican was a cathedral of silence. Gold and marble reflected their flashlights in fractured light. The corridors smelled faintly of incense and stone dust.

Rome is a city that lives in the past. Stephen pointed at the walls of the Vatican. "Look at those walls " he said quietly. "They were built to keep out invaders. Now they are keeping out the world. Elias thinks he can use that to his advantage. He thinks if he can get us behind those walls the Third Key will not be able to reach us." I agreed with him. "He is right " I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "The Vatican does not care about records. They still use ways like wax seals. We are entering a world where a handwritten book from 1704's more important than a computer full of records."

Emma's POV Luca Moretti. His name rolled off my tongue like the taste of strong, unsweetened, black coffee with no sugar. He was the beginning of my misery and that hell bound oath called marriage. He should have insisted on Rexxie and not me, he should have stood firm on his choice, but instead the bastard chose to roam his eyes over me like I was a piece of meat on display in the abbatoir. I felt his cold piercing gaze on me even before I looked up and saw him.

We’re on a straight course toward the rectory, the basement. I pause for a moment as we exit the main hall, eyeing the exquisite stain glass window depicting the golden figure of Saint Christian stood before the twisted, demonic figure of a dragon – his hand outstretched, as if offering salvation. “Why we all been worshiping a vampire, Father?” I can’t help but demand, and Sicillio slows, looking back at me with a weary, harsh stare. “Why you spreading his idol, if you know what he… what it is?” I harshly correct.

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE LUCA POV "Vicenzo. . . Vicenzo Moretti Delgado. " She said gently. Vicenzo. The name was fucking perfect. "Vy-Ken-zo. " I tried out the name. "I love it. I love you. " I kissed her head, my heart racing with affection.

I know she can take it. Those lips of hers are like halloween candy- as wicked as they are sweet. She has no idea what I can make them do. And those eyes… I swear, I see God in those eyes. I almost laugh to myself. To think someone with a mind as dark and dirty as mine would be able to. Fuck. She has my attention. And now I want hers. "I heard Domenico Vesalius's rival for the Grand Prix is in critical condition," Guzzo says after a while of watching his cards, trying to decide if he should pick another. "Not likely to recover."

Violet POV I stared at the signed contract when I woke, finally believing it wasn’t a dream, I have reread it for the fifth time now and I didn’t know what prompted this generosity from Aleksei but I knew it had nothing to do with genuinety. 20% SHARES TRANSFERRED BY ALEKSEI CARMENE FROM CARMENE LTD TO VIOLET VALE CARMENE. The first thing that came to my mind was to hire Antonio as my right hand man, I needed him close by, someone whose loyalty wasn’t bought with the Carmen coin. I dialed his number and he picked at the first ring .