Manoir Vendetta Novels & Stories

The Moretti estate was a gilded cage, its marble halls cold despite the summer night’s warmth. Gianna Moretti stood in Alessio’s study, her black leather jacket scuffed, her emerald eyes blazing with defiance. Valentina’s warning—Alessio’s paranoia, his arming against Kai—had driven her here, a reckless bid to confront her father and end his manipulation. Her arm graze throbbed, her unconfessed secret (Alessio’s order to steal Castellano intel) a weight, but Kai’s embrace, his belief in her, fueled her. Alessio sat behind his desk, his plump frame tense, his sharp eyes dissecting her like a traitor.

Yvette wailed as his breath failed him. Mirelle Voss burst through the central manor doors a second later, summoned by an omega who had fled the gate early. The sight that greeted her caused her internal beast to stall in pure confusion; the Actonward champion was currently being dismantled by his own prize war-beast. Yvette’s boots tripped over the stone border, sending his elegant frame crashing onto the dirt. The mastiff descended like a shadow, its teeth locking into the heavy leather trim of his court tunic and pinning him to the earth.

And they cut the call. "Did you know who kidnapped your son?" Ethan's voice came from behind her and she tensed. "A criminal, Andrew's enemy." She said rather angrily as she turned to face him. "That man wasn't Andrew's enemy until Andrew killed that motherfucker John." Ethan said. Her brows furrowed. "What do you mean?" She inquired in a small voice. "The one who kidnapped Lucas was John's fucking brother Serrano. He wants Vengeance for his brother's death. He wasn't any mafia enemy." All of a sudden she stopped breathing.

“Let’s see what we have behind door number A. Ooo very nice.” The red-haired man from the window stepped out and stared at Harry and then Meguitte in surprise. In his hand, he held a mop like a weapon. “It’s you!” He said in surprise to Meguitte. “And me,” Harry grinned running his eye over him with appreciation. “Meguitte,” the red-haired man said, blushing beneath Harry’s stare. “I’m Cameron. Cam. This is,” he pulled a black-haired, heavily tattooed man out into the sunlight. “Rhett. We’re… Well, I think we’re related.”

Chapter 198: Into the Lion’s Den The gates of the villa were massive. Tall black iron bars stretched high above Valentino as he approached the entrance. Beyond them stood the stone mansion of the Moretti family, perched on the cliffs like an ancient fortress watching the sea. Wind rushed up from the water below, carrying the sharp scent of salt and danger. Luca stepped out of the SUV beside Valentino. “This place looks like a castle,” he muttered. “It is,” Alessandra replied calmly from behind them. “And Adrian is the king inside it.”

“Down!” Manuel screamed, shoving Don Ramon out of the line of fire as another volley blasted through the southern corridor. The once-elegant villa now looked like a battlefield…smoke rising from burnt tablecloths, blood smeared across marble, the wedding cake obliterated into frosted ruins. Vincenzo’s hand stayed tight around Noel’s wrist. “We move now,” he said. “Francesca, cover us. Lucas, take the left.” Francesca gave him a look. “You better come out of this with a goddamn ring on your finger.”

That said, Kamara turned and entered into her bedroom. Vetta knocked on the Monah's door. She waited impatiently for the healer to open the door. The cold outside wasn't favorable for her. It took a long time before the door opened and the older women came out of her door. She took one look at her visitor and bowed her head in greeting. "Is everything alright, Mistress?" "I have reasons to be here or I wouldn't be here." Vetta hissed angrily and stormed into the small old house. She turned and glared at the woman.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama NINETEEN LAURA I was making some research on my laptop about the couple's that was about to wed and I found some interesting things about the groom though and I'm getting Information about it. I stood up to get myself a glass of wine before my phone rang and I quickly picked it up after checking the caller ID and it a call from Vendetta.