Manoir Vendetta Novels & Stories

Everything we need to destroy Mordaunt. Too convenient. Way too convenient. I'm reaching for my phone when I hear it. Click. The door locks behind me. Metal shutters slam down over the windows. Lights come on, bright and blinding. When my eyes adjust, I see them. Six vampires. Professional hunters, military gear. Surrounding me. And in the doorway, Mordaunt himself. "Valentina Corvino." He smiles. "Did you really think I'd leave evidence unguarded?" I drop into fighting stance. "This was a trap."

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.

“For we are drawn to death.” He turned back to the trembling man on his knees. Blood clung to the man's lip, sweat trailing from his temple while he shaked in fear like a chicken. Then Angelo spoke in a calm and deadly voice. “And right now…we are drawn to yours.” Silence filled the air, after which his voice rose, not loud, but filled with finality. “What is the reward for betrayal?” His gaze lingered on the traitor. A voice sliced through the silence, Aurelio's voice.

Mammon glanced between them before touching Kasey's shoulder, "Well, let me introduce him, that is Sonneillon, he's a demon of anger and hate." Sonneillon did a lazy half-hearted bow as he walked over to sit beside Pyro. A permanent grin stretched over his face. Slowly Kasey sat back down in her seat while Mammon returned to his. "Let's dine before we talk." Mammon snapped his finger toward a servant who instantly went to the wall and opened a secret door; carts of food instantly rolled out as the servants set up the table. "Ah, he won't need that. Nor a plate and silverware." Mammon gestured to a servant who had moved up to pour wine into Sonneillon's glass.

Cheetah added and Rexton finally smiled. "Now you're talking" He muttered "Amour Valdez, age 22. Has a little sister named Raven. Amour is from Black Venom Cob, strongest assasin there" Rexton said and Cheetah's eyes widened. Rexton continued talking and Cheetah's eyes kept widening more and more. The shocked look on her face was definitely to write home about "F**k..." Cheetah staggered back in shock "What? Raven and Amour, sisters? She fooled all of us... She's fooling Aurelio" Cheetah gasped breathlessly.

Old Lady Slade’s lips curled in disdain, Aurora’s eyes contained hatred, and Riven stood like a pillar of ice, his gaze burning through her as if she were a criminal on trial. .

Vengeance served on a platter of gold and bullets. And now he was coming. Because I called him. Because I wanted to win. Even if it cost me every piece of my soul. Hours Earlier – Don Raphael’s Estate He was slicing into a bloody steak when I arrived. Two guards flanked the doors. His wolves lay sprawled at the hearth. "Valentina," he drawled, not looking up. "The prodigal niece returns." "I need leverage," I said. His knife paused mid-cut. "So it's war then."

"And you still say you’re not a thief? A bracelet made of sapphires like this… Is that something a poor loser like you could afford?" Then he turned to Aurora with a spoiled tone. "Aurora, I like this bracelet. Will you give it to me?" Without even waiting for her answer, he slipped it onto his wrist. Seeing the only relic my mother left behind about to be tainted by this man, I rushed forward. "Let go! That’s something my mother left me. Give it back!" Amidst the struggle… Clink. The bracelet fell heavily to the floor and shattered instantly into several pieces.

The air thrummed with tension and barely contained excitement. Darius sat in the place of honor, his gray eyes unreadable as they tracked my approach. Beside him, Moira arranged various items on a small table herbs, crystals, things I didn't recognize but that made my skin crawl with instinctive unease. Agatha stood at the circle's edge, her hand resting on her sword hilt. When she saw me, her lips curved in a predatory smile that promised pain. "Welcome, Selene of Bloodfang," Moira called, her voice carrying easily across the grounds. "Are you prepared to prove your innocence before the pack?"

"Ryan... my father... he is the head of the Moretti crime syndicate... if you don't stop this... he will destroy you..." Hearing this, Ryan let out a cruel, mocking laugh that echoed underwater. "The delusions are finally kicking in, huh? Let me educate you, Isabella. Don Vittorio Moretti is a billionaire mafia kingpin who could erase anyone in this city with a single phone call. I’m the only attorney in my firm who even has clearance to touch his legal files. You just happen to share a last name because you got lucky." He leaned closer to the water's edge, his smile venomous. "Wake up. If you were actually the daughter of the Don, I’d cut my own head off and let you kick it like a soccer ba