Making Fiends Charlotte And Vendetta Novels & Stories

“It’s great then.” They were still chatting and going through their lockers when Freda ran up to them; making then jolt up, startled. Freda was a neighbor who lived few blocks away from the Rocksons. They stared with wide eyes at Freda who was trying hard to catch on her breath. “You startled us Freda.” Titi exuded. “Sorry.” she hastily answered, panting. “You...you guys should hurry to the canteen. Phidelia is picking up a fight with Tina.” she announced with heavy breathe.

“You think you can stop me? You have no idea what you’re dealing with.” She raised her hands, chanting an ancient incantation. The air crackled with energy, and a dark cloud began to form above her head. “I will not be defeated,” she screamed, her voice filled with fury. “I will have the Gemini Heart, even if it means destroying you all!” Before she could complete her spell, Veronica’s security team opened fire, unleashing a hail of bullets that ripped through the air. Madam Serena screamed, collapsing to the ground, her body riddled with bullets.

Not quite the right word. The truth was, Damian had never understood Michael’s actions. He had always considered his brother immoral, debauched, and utterly lacking in principles. Even amidst wartime hardships, while the nation suffered, all Michael cared about was his lust and his drinking. He had ultimately met his end from an infectious disease he contracted during one of his reckless escapades. And with no direct heirs, the title of Duke of Hartess had passed to Damian, the only remaining brother and, much to the country’s delight, its war hero.

Then, from down the corridor — footsteps. Three figures appeared, walking casually. Charlotte stepped forward. Weapons up. “Identify yourselves.” The lead figure looked up. It was her face. Not mirrored. Not inverted. But mocking. Same hair. Same eyes. But curled into an expression she never wore — a sneer of superiority. “Charlotte Lancaster,” it said, voice identical. “Welcome to the upgrade.” The firefight exploded in seconds. Julian flanked left, taking down the Charlotte-copy with three rounds to the sternum. It crumpled like meat, but didn't bleed red. The liquid was a clear, silvery ichor — not blood. Not coolant. Something in between.

With was more than the bastard deserved but she had so much of her own shit to deal with. She found allies in the most unexpected places, Rosalie Moretti, gave her an in she didn’t know she needed. Roman Moretti was looking for Nightshade yet he slept beside her every night. It was almost comical. she’d found a friend in Rosalie. They formed a deadly alliance. A world renowned Blackhat hacker and a poisons' expert friends. Who would have thought. They were a deadly combination. Rosalie has been lying dead over the last two months, she’s finally come back to play and now that she’s formed a bond with Rosalie, Charlotte planned to keep that friendship until the day she got her revenge and took

She had none. Playing con was out of the equation already. And while she was good with technology and hacking, she didn't have a single high tech device she could use. All thanks to Carlo. “Non so ancora chi sia il più sciocco. Io o lui.” < I don't know who the bigger fool is yet. Me or him.> She palmed her head. Fine. Carlo had kidnapped Luca thereby frightening her. But what kind of person doesn't carry their main device around with them?

he replied through gritted teeth. "So she’s practically innocent?" Dave raised a brow, making Andreas look at him. "She’s not innocent. Her criminal father has done enough. And he left his daughter behind to pay for all of his evil deeds," the woman roared with hatred, once again answering for him. Andreas, on the other hand, remained silent as he averted his eyes and looked at his glass. *** The moon was bright in the clear sky, making the night even more beautiful. The road was so quiet that one could hear the sound of the cold, gentle breeze rustling the leaves of the trees. There were only a few passersby, as it was already past midnight.

Charlotte retorted. "You alone, without external help, managed to infiltrate that auction and switch with Voodoo Lwa? Charlotte, with your crumbling Patel family, you couldn't pull off such feats." At that, Charlotte lifted her gaze, smirking darkly. "True, I have a partner." She smirked. "The Nelsons. They're the ones I'm working with. And as for the goal... it's to ensure you and your damn child die together!" Charlotte looked at Diana's slightly protruding belly, her chest heaving.