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!”

The words she had spoken in the penthouse still echoed in the dark chambers of my mind. It was a brilliant story. It fit every single parameter of the grid. But as my fingers trailed lower, brushing the smooth skin of her hip where the blade’s strap usually rested, my jaw clenched. Arthur Vance had been a high-level corporate shadow broker, yes, but he had been a coward at heart. He relied on mercenaries. He relied on operational layers. He didn't possess the sheer, cold-blooded physical ruthlessness required to execute the Valenti family sweep five years ago. Whoever had wielded that dark titanium willow-leaf dagger hadn't been a defensive student protecting a ledger. They had been the pred

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?"

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."

I know the romance is less because thats what I told you it's a sad story of redemption and coming out of vengeance of revenge than romance. Sinfully Yours. The story is dark romance with erotic content. It's like a faithful relation with a sinful obsession. So don't forget to give a try to my new story. You wouldn't be disappointed. I hope you enjoyed the story. Till the next Story adios.