Making Fiends Vendetta Novels & Stories

Vandel took out a pint of blood and drunk it heavly. “Fine. But your gonna need this” Vandal tossed two yellow balls to Scott. “What are these?” Scott asked. “Sun grenades. Perfect for killing any vamps that turn on you. Just remembers you only get to use each of them once.” “Thank you.” “Thank me by taking that spoil bitch out of power. Ever since her mom disappeared she’s been talking most of my proceeds?” “Now, I make a call” Moments pass as Vandel escorts Scott and Sardonyx outside the club in the princess granted.

Like a brother. "As far as I know they kicked him out after his father died. But, but the name of his original pack," "Greyson." I finished for him, the final piece fitting into place. "Dante is originally from the Greyson pack." Ben nodded and I ran a hand through my hair. "Just one thing, why go through all the trouble of kidnapping Meg? Why not just kidnap Dante?" Newt, who had been reading over the scripture, looked up at me. "Because the Valderian has to set out on the mission on his own free will. By blackmailing you, Dante would still technically be completing the mission without physical force. They found a loophole."

9 ] [Gained Fire-based Affinity] [Gained Soul-Armas (Weapon-Grade): Enraged Blade] - - - [~Spite Deer Killed~] [Gained Soul Crystal +1 ] [Gained Saturation Points +0.8 ] [Gained Fire-based Affinity] - - - Fang kept killing random beasts that came their way while Creed tracked off the exit and paths along with protecting the egg. Though Fang offered him to kill some beasts and gain saturation points, Creed refused. He intentionally let Fang kill all the beasts while he kept hogging all the Soul Crystals in exchange.

And right now, I needed them to listen. "My ward," I continued, stepping around the table with controlled poise, "has been attacked. Repeatedly. This past week alone, no fewer than three waves of mercenaries descended on the Revenant grounds. Vampires. Trained. Armed with enchanted ashblades, holy-fire rounds, and wolven grenades." Selene’s lips curled, amused. "Human tools." "Yes. Human tools wielded by our kind." A flicker of something passed across Akira’s eyes. Broken Fang remained still, shadowed. I kept going.

The slowest, cruelest death awaited her—silver poisoning would corrode her organs, leaving life more torturous than death. "Elena…" she grasped my hand with her last strength, eyes filled with remorse. "I'm sorry… I truly am… If I could do it over, I would never betray you…" And with that, her hand fell lifelessly. She was gone. I stared at Isabella's body, my emotions a turbulent mix of grief and vindication. Once sisters, now ended like this. Suddenly, the shrill alarm blared across the estate. "The Bloodfang Pack is invading!" a guard reported breathlessly. "They've broken the northern defenses and are advancing into the city!"

It contains other important details of his future victim. Seraphine, a renegade assassin 24 years old female. 5’5” height 63 Kg weight. Black hair, Medium. Light brown skin tone. Lives in a small 2 storey apartment at Marikina. The target is highly guarded. Be careful, she is capable of all 6 techniques. Concealment needed is “Terroristic”. When he read the message, he knew he would have a hard time in this last mission but he have to do it to give up this life and start the dream life of Akira and him.

"I want your fire. I want you to fight me, hate me, and still burn for me." His hand slid to her hip, pulling her against his arousal. "Tonight. After the docks. I'm going to show you exactly how much I appreciate having a real partner." Vincent cleared his throat. "Boss, the Colombians are waiting." Felix straightened his tie, instantly composed. But his eyes still burned when he looked at her. "Ready for the real test, Mrs. Castelli?" The docks at midnight were shrouded in fog. Their convoy arrived in three black SUVs,enough firepower to start a war.

Julian's P. O. V. My mate was a member of the White crescent wolf pack! The same pack that killed my mother and tried to kill me as well! The same pack I've been planning to have my revenge on for years! I brought out an old but still very sharp dagger that was given to me by Mabel's dad a few years after I started living with them. Placing it in my bag, I strapped the bag around me and got out of the house in a manner of urgency.

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.

“Now you just gained access to make the deal with me.” “What?” Disbelief clouded my face. So I apologised so I could be his pawn in his shitty game? I thought it was for the match but all this for… Sighing felt difficult. “What?” Ferdi shrugged. “You think this cheap thing you did here would match any fuck? I told you I want to fuck you. So I made a deal– fuck me and I'll give you a match.” He even called my kneeling cheap, like I hadn't cursed his name and all his ancestors.