Fire Villain Novels & Stories

It was either about the false allegations placed on my hotel or the fact I had to step down from my position as a Mafia Don since I lost my father. “Mr. Maverick, some new evidence just came to light, and we need you in the station” I chuckled and then looked at my sister who was frightened. “I am not coming anywhere with you. Today is my wife’s memorial. The same wife all the men y’all work for killed!” I exclaimed angrily. ************

“We don’t move blind.” I straightened, my jaw tight, my mind racing. Naming Viktor risked a leak—his spies had ears everywhere, even in a cleaned-up FBI. “A Mafioso,” I said, my voice firm, my eyes hard. “Responsible for the murders, the drugs, the money theft. I’ll wire up, get you his voice, his face, everything. In two days at midnight. Be ready to swarm when I signal.” Martinez crossed her arms, her voice sharp, her eyes glinting. “No name, no backup,” she said, her lips tight, her skepticism clear. “You’re asking us to trust a ghost.”

Greedy bastard. So I brought backup. Dumb idea. I hate working with men. They shoot too early. Talk too much. Think with the wrong head, thier dick. Now Franco was dead, the car exploded, the girl gone, and Vittorio? Still breathing. Still untouchable. People say he keeps a witch. That she does rituals for him. Keeps him safe. Keeps death off his back. Now it felt like she was guarding Katarina too. Scarface thought he was slick.

“I’ll never belong to you.” “Oh, but you will.” He steps closer, a predatory gleam in his eyes. “You see, Shelly, I want to make sure you understand the stakes of this game. It’s not just you I’m after. It’s your brother, Sebastian.” My breath hitches at the mention of his name. The protective bond I have for him floods over me, mingling with disbelief. “What does Sebastian have to do with this?” “Everything,” Falcon replies, a venomous tone underlining his words. “I’m the reason your parents are dead. They got in my way, and I had to remove the obstacle. Just like I plan to remove your precious brother the so called Mafia boss."

Johnathan's eyes hardened hearing that and for a moment his gaze shifted to Vladimir whose stoic and cold features scared him. He didn't want a blood bath right now. What he wanted was a smooth election win. Which seemed almost impossible for him to achieve! “Diego will…” “Diego will do what?” Vladimir's cold voice cut through Fido’s words as He fixed him with a cruel death glare making Fido shift his whole attention to Him. Vladimir linked his fingers together on the desk, his shoulders straightened as his icy glare froze the whole atmosphere of his office. Francesco who was sitting there silently and observing things until now got on high alert too. Fido was Diego's cousin and his most dan

The flames grew and emitted the darkest smoke when the shadow vampires fanned it and threw more wood and coals into it. Minly cried and asked for forgiveness but Skotieno was deaf to the sound of her agony and threw her close to the fire. Minly tried to run away but the shadow vampires surrounding her immediately pointed their spears at her. Minly was in chains, trapped by these merciless vampires, and all she could do is walk her back toward the crackling call of the flames. The flames of her unfortunate death, ready to burn her soul. “AHHH FUCK!” Minly screamed when she felt a spear stabbing her shoulder, pushing her to the flames. “PLEASE! I CAN FIND THE ONE WHO DID THIS, I HAVE FOUND AN

he adds, his face a mixture of both delight and victory. “Yeah, sure.” I nod “I promised to call her but I need to dispose these phones and get myself a new one and a sim card to avoid being traced.” I conclude thoughtfully. “It's okay.” He says. “Ben, you need to make a stop at the nearest motel. We need to have some drinks as we wait for someone.” He adds. “Okay sir.” Ben nods. “I know one which is just a few kilometres from here.” *** Immediately we settle on our table, I excuse myself and head to the ladies. I make a call to Carmela who picks immediately and assures me that she had to escape because George was really on fire and couldn't let her go. She assures me that she already have t

As I was about to open my mouth again, I was interrupted by the voices that had grown more terrifying. “Run!” They cried. “RUN!” In a heartbeat, the cold air was replaced by a sudden wave of searing heat, prompting me to spin around and face the horrifying sight before me. The manor, where thousands of Farsuleias had left a mark on the history of our lineage, was now consumed by a raging inferno, its flames eagerly dancing upon the foundations. My breath caught in my chest as I watched the fire's voracious hunger devour everything in its path.

Robin clutched Siberian’s throat and said callously, “Well, I’ll tell you now. “We take over cases that the government fears to handle. “We do what the police can’t. “We kill the ones the military won’t. “We deal with the dirtiest, most ruthless, and most dangerous enemies in the thirty-six states of Arcadia. “We have the privilege to operate without reporting to superiors. “That’s what the execution hall of the Viper’s Den is made of. Are we clear?” Without giving Siberian a chance to speak, Robin tightened his grip. “Snap!” Siberian’s neck broke off.

"Everything I was disappeared. Career, home, future. All gone because your brother wanted to test a theory." "I'm sorry." "Not your fault. You were in prison. Framed by the same brother who destroyed me." She's quiet for a moment. "But it brought me here. To the Rookeries. To you. So maybe it's not entirely bad." "Sixty-three wolves dead would disagree." "Some things are worth the cost." I look at her. Really look. Valentina Corvino. Dhampir. Intelligence broker. Fighter. Survivor. Friend. Maybe more.