Manoir Vendetta Novels & Stories

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.”

The cool, fresh air was invigorating, a stark contrast to the cramped and suffocating spaces we’d hidden in before. “This place is owned by Étienne and Colette Moreau,” Luc explained as we approached the house. “On the surface, they’re just a charming couple running a successful vineyard. But beneath that, they’re some of the best allies we’ve got. They’ve been hosting meetings here for a few weeks now, gathering intel and strategizing. No one suspects them.” The door opened before Luc could knock, revealing a tall man in his sixties with silver hair and sharp blue eyes. Étienne Moreau had a commanding presence, but his smile was warm and genuine.

" I paused, taking my gaze at Vanessa whose gaze met mine and I smiled. The pack erupted into cheers, hopeful everyone was expecting her to win this but then. They didn't know her secret. Only Mira, Ariel, and I did and if Vanessa could have tried escaping then I will make sure she pays in a hard way by revealing her dark secret to the pack before banishing her. "If she succeeds," I continued, "she'll become my Luna." I pronounced. Mira and Ariel exchanged a nervous glance. "But if she fails..." I paused, my gaze locking onto Vanessa.

“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.”

And that’s when he saw the projection flicker to life across a rusted railcar. A grainy video. Aria—bound. Unconscious. Bruised. Valentina was beside her, bloodied but awake, glaring defiantly at the camera. “If you want them back,” Lucien’s voice said, “you’ll meet me where it all began. Where your father made his first kill. Where the Morano dynasty was born from blood.” Alex’s spine went rigid. That place… “Villa Rosso,” he breathed. “The ruins.” Lucien chuckled through the speaker. “Midnight. Come alone. And bring the drive.”

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.