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I don’t really know how it happened, but I’m pretty sure that they are free from her spell, and they can now think and act like themselves. You would think that this would make her think twice about attacking me, right? But no, Charlotte would never give up her rage and hatred for me. In fact, the first thing she did after Devon set them free is to place a call to King Gerald and renew the contract she had with him. She hates me to the point that nothing I do or say can change her mind. They all looked at us differently, I could tell that the other two are no longer interested in this quest for vengeance. In fact, when Charlotte was threatening us with her gun, he actually threw his aside wi

My legs felt heavy as I walked around the car, and fury swept through me when I got other side. Written in what looked like blood, they had left a message: ‘Next time, you'll kneel while we make her bleed.’ Sophia. I knew what the message meant, and I felt queasy at the thought of what they'd do to her if they got the chance. Shit, Lucia would most likely carry out the torture herself. She'd always been a sadistic bitch, and the likes of Francesco would only increase her blood thirst. I called the mechanic who usually worked on my car and told him where he’d find it. He assured me he’d be able to restore it, but that’s not what I was worried about.

When the duo got to the sparring arena, they found Tyr, Charlotte and Nazu. After they greeted the crown prince, Charlotte was asked to spar with Nazu. Charlotte managed to punch Nazu on the face, hard enough to make her bleed silver. Nazu wouldn't have it; she retaliated even more violently and by the end of their sparring session, Charlotte had a bruised kidney, a fractured wrist, a broken nose and a few bruised ribs. Hazel rushed to her friend and helped her out of the sparring arena. Charlotte was a mess. She kept crying, both from the pain and the humiliation.

She kept her guard up while looking around in every direction waiting for an attack, knowing very well the slightest slip-up could cost her life. All of a sudden, a couple of men hidden in some bushes jumped out to attack Charlotte, but she was very quick and dodged them by giving one step to her left. The men fell face-first to the ground, but this was not enough to stop them. They stood up and tried to attack again, but this time they took out their sabres. The sight of them did not surprise or scared Charlotte, as she was good in both sword fighting and hand-to-hand combat, so she could dodge every single attack from her enemies, and in some of those evasions, she could punch them either

After what she had seen the night before, it was with relief that she saw Jax came to her, early in the morning, frightened, it took her some time to calm it down and grab it when she succeeded she rode it and kept a jog, not wanting to know how competitive Edwin felt about showing that vampires were better than werewolves, but she had slept badly after the sighting of the creatures last night and all that entailed. Night Soldiers were creatures conjured by a powerful human-made spell, their only function was to hunt the mystics, whether they were Vampires or Werewolves, although they did not see well they had excellent qualities in other senses, had the smell of vampires, and the hearing of

I asked her solemnly. “Internal opposition…” Charlotte replied. “There was a big fight yesterday between the same group members. It was a rebellion but it failed. I got wounded there.” “Then who are those who would probably enter after I leave? They are not your friends, are they?” I asked knowingly. “They are the remainder of the set of people who did the rebellion yesterday. I am their target and my own people can’t come to fight them off because if they do, my life could be threatened. I was wrong there. Two different cars might follow you to find out where you are from…” Charlotte replied.

As if on cue, a call from +374 came in, I quickly opened the app and picked the call. “Hello, who is this?” I said, trying to steady my voice. “Hello, miss Vittoria, Vittoria Russo, or is it Balotelli?” “It doesn't matter,” I said, calmly. “What do you want?” “So you're ready to talk with us? Good.” “Just tell me what you want?” “We need a spy, Miss Russo, and we want you to be the one.” “A spy for what?” “We want you to spy on Ricardo Lombardi. We know you hate him, he killed your father didn't he?”

The pup tumbled onto the thick rug, her startled silence breaking into a high, grating wail. "You low-blood bitch!" Charlotte shrieked. Her face contorted into a lupine snarl as she lunged, her claws unsheathing to rake Avery’s face. But Hudson moved like a blur of shadow. He intercepted her mid-air, his hand crushing Charlotte’s wrist with Alpha strength. With a grunt of disdain, he threw her aside. Charlotte crashed into a velvet sofa, gasping as her lungs fought for air, her bravado snuffed out by the lethal promise in Hudson’s eyes.

"You know better than anyone that Yankovich was scum. The world is a better place without him in it." She nodded her agreement. Dennis Yankovich had really been a piece of work, and not in a good way. "Yeah, but character assessment isn't our job, murder is." "Sure," Gruber snorted. "I'm just saying, the guy had enemies. This vendetta you got against the Russian ain't healthy for either of us. Maybe you should think about cutting him loose and looking elsewhere. Guy's got a long reach, from what I've heard. And you're pretty short, partner."

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama TEN I grabbed his hand and with as much strength as I could muster, I pushed it away from my thigh. The sound of my underwear snapping back into place didn't go unnoticed as he chuckled darkly.