Manoir Vendetta Novels & Stories

"It's not a dream, Max. Everything is real. I... Fuck, touch... Why don't you... You're so dead. Emilia will kill you both" *****************************************

Vinca had turned up at the Ball, her husband was blatantly showing his lingering feelings for his ex-fiancée and she still had no idea who the Mafia boss was. Luck was not on her side. Leo was already smelling fire. The lce King was not going to let some skunk outbid him, especially seeing that he was bidding for Vinca. Frost raised the bid to 50 million just to show Damont who's boss, but Damont raised it to 60 million, causing Ana's nails to dig into his thigh. They were not in a position to lose that kind of money over a stupid bid. Frost had a crooked smile. "Does this fool know that I have no limit to finances?"

"I am your father's wife. Your line of thinking is very unethical." Jason bent forward and cast his warm breath against my face. "Ah, but I love doing unethical things like this." He was still panting rather heavily as he then buried his face into the crook of my neck. He then started licking my skin from my collarbones to the back of my ear. "Aren't you just after his money? I can give you everything he can. Am I not any better than that paralyzed old man after all? He can't satisfy you like I can."

ㅡ Suddenly I could hear the voice loudly in my consciousness. “Selene Arden… I have heard your wish and I have a proposal for you… 3 months in a new body, you have 3 months to take back your pack and get revenge on those who wronged you. I have heard your plea. Your original body is preserved with the soul of another; you will take her body and fulfill your vengeance plan, but be warned… if you die in her body, you will not be reborn and vice versa. Keep her body safe, and she will keep yours. But don't forget… three months and if you're not done with it, you both die. If she's not done with hers, you both die too. Do you agree?” A sweet melodious voice had said. I hadn't seen who was speaki

"Famous arms dealer Isabella suffered a mental breakdown after the explosion, developed a severe morphine addiction. Her hands shake uncontrollably and she is unable to handle any weapons. The military doctor has done his best. Understood?" My blood instantly froze as I stared at him in disbelief and fury. "This... this seems irregular," the man called "Dottore" hesitated. "Just destroy her. After it's done, Marina's share of those smuggled diamonds will be enough for you to live lavishly for generations." The hesitation in his eyes vanished instantly. I understood their dirty deal, and a chill spread from the soles of my feet. With all my strength, I grabbed the iron candlestick from the be

"I’ll be a Moretti. You didn't save the Vane name. You traded it for a comfortable seat at Dante’s table." Dante stepped forward, the heavy click of his boots on the marble floor silencing the room. He walked to the bar, poured himself a drink, and turned to my brothers. "The business is concluded," Dante said, his voice dropping an octave into a threat. "The funds have been wired to your offshore accounts. You have one hour to clear your personal belongings out of the Vane penthouse. It belongs to the Moretti Syndicate now." Leo blinked, his glass pausing halfway to his lips. "The penthouse wasn't part of the"

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.

She said “You’re Ferdinand’s daughter?” The mother asked in surprise. “Uh-hu,” Veronica said. “And you were surprised because you didn’t know that I would mess your life?” Veronica asked and she laughed again. “Ei, baby” Her boyfriend called her. “I already found the title of this house,” He said while holding a piece of paper and he gave it to Veronica. “Find the child and let's kill them” Veronica commanded while looking at the paper that she was holding, making sure that she had the right paper that she needed, while her boyfriend followed her without hesitation.

It stopped right on her knees caps, revealing her long legs. She moved closer and leaned forward to hug him slightly from the back. “ Sit you little cat.” Aiden joked and I watched her giggle then settled right beside him. “ Hi, I’m Camille.” She said and stretched her right hand out for a shake. “ Kira.” I responded and returned her shake. “ Kira? I thought Aiden said you are the Luna of this pack.” She said and I tilt my head to look at Aiden, rolled my eyes at him then looked back at Camille.

“The alliance is cemented in the Blood Dividend, Don Romano. We fight for our families. We fight for our names. Give the order. Send the triplets to Paros. This is the final stage.” Domenico’s acceptance was a single, heavy word. “Fatto. It is done. The Vendetta begins at Paros.” I disconnected the line. I stood in the small cabin, looking at the map. The lines of force—Russian steel, Italian fury—were all converging on a single, isolated point in the Aegean. Damon Salvatore had his stage. Now, he would receive his final audience. My family was waiting.