Making Fiends Vendetta Novels & Stories

CHASE I blacked out for a moment but I revived quickly. My senses knew what would happen if we didn't get out of the shitty situation we found ourselves in. "It's a Wendigo!! It's a f*cking Wendigo!!" Damon screamed on top of his lunga line the mindlink.

I say and see how his eyebrow lifts in surprise…then the fucker laughs. It takes everything in me not to rush toward him and empty my Beretta into his head, but I remain calm and walk further down the aisle. “That? You’re still bitter that-” “You nearly killed my mother? Yes. that your actions rendered her unable to walk? Yes. It’s called a vendetta, Cerulli, and I’ve come to claim it.” I say, smirking when I see the fucker visibly sweat. “That vendetta was claimed when Dante killed my men!”

Dario. Amy didn’t wait, she moved in and that’s when it went wrong, the Ambush they had been waiting, seven men, heavily armed not Capetti, not Merchetti — the shadow family. The ones who had sold their loyalty to whichever side paid more. Amy ducked behind a marble column, reloading. One of her men was already down, the other was screaming. A bullet grazed her thigh, she stumbled. Another smashed into her shoulder. The outfit slowed it, but the force knocked her back. Blood in her mouth, smoke in her lungs. She heard her name once and then — silence, she collapsed.

He chuckled shortly and shook his head the same way you'd do when you know your toddler was lying to you. “Word is that The Dead Revenants are currently engaged in a rival feud with the Hellfangs MC. Now, while I don't know who those notorious criminals are, I assure you that I'm gonna find them, Mr Voss.” He actually knew so much, too much about the gangs, I'll give him that. But whatever he was up against, he had no idea of how dangerous it was and how it would all turn against him in a bad way if he dug too deep.

I staggered, my side screaming, but I couldn’t stop—another Bloodfang came at me, and I ducked, driving my knife into its gut. The pack rallied, fighting back, but Veyra was the real threat. She and Lucian grappled, locked in a deadly struggle, until she kicked him hard in the chest, sending him sprawling. She turned to me, her dagger raised, and time slowed—her eyes locked on mine, the blade arcing down.

Do you really have to offer yourself up? Aurora didn’t hesitate before slapping me again. "Rowan Vance, do you want to ruin Kieran’s future? He finally managed to pass the bar exam, and you’re telling him to go hire a prostitute?" Hearing this, Kieran’s eyes immediately reddened, and he began crying pitifully. "Rowan, I know you’re jealous of me. "But you stay at home all day doing nothing while Aurora supports the company on her own. Now that I can finally help her, you want to destroy me. Are you even a man?"

“I’m not here to negotiate. You had your chance when I made you an offer. You rejected it, just like your father did.” His grip on the sword faltered at the mention of his father. My laughter boomed across the field. “What have you done, Dominus?” His voice dropped low, heavy with fury. “You should be asking what your mother has done.” I pointed at her with the tip of my blade. “Stop this madness, please!” Vendetta’s cries shattered the last of her composure. She collapsed to her knees, tears flooded down her face, her eyes blood-red from hours of weeping. “I beg you, stop!”

Something she wouldn’t normally do if she knew who I was, but I knew her too well. Vanessa Virelli. Mafia princess. The pretty, well-known daughter of the mafia don—Damone Virelli. And the wife of… a man I thought wanted me years ago. “Ms. Jordyn?” She chimed sweetly, stretching her hand for a handshake as she halted in front of me. “It’s okay to call you that, right? You’re not married, are you?” That was a harmless question, but I took it slightly too seriously. It felt mocking to my ears hearing it come from her. Because she hadn’t only stolen my spot, but she'd also stolen the only dream I had years ago.

In quest for vengeance, Cassio became an heartless monster, until he met Skylar. His search for the unknown Mafia that had attacked the night his mum died made him, attack every Mafia cult in Italy, defeating everyone of them until. The red dragons became the most feared Mafia in Italy ever since then, not until he met Skylar and things were begining to change. He became cool, he hardly kill anyone when he gets angry especially when he was with Skylar, he had started getting used to forgiving people when they made him angry. Many people thought Skylar was putting him under some psychological training, while some thought, she was his girlfriend and love overcame all the evil in him

Still hunched down in front of her, Dante pulled a radio off his belt and said, "Marquez here, where's my ride at?" A crackling reply answered, "ETA ten minutes." Dante leered down at her, menace twisting his good looks. "I think I'll fuck you in his bed. We'll find out how much he wants for my sloppy seconds. I'd rather deal with money than shit like Delgado. Now that Miami is closed, I can use the extra cash."