V E Schwab Vicious Series Novels & Stories

’ I asked curiously, not sure what he was supposed to be scared of when it was me who was losing my mind. ‘Are you kidding me? Everything is slipping out of your hands, and you don’t even notice it. Apart from Valeria, you haven’t paid any close attention to the business, and even what has been happening on the high seat. You are loosing allies and all you can think about is a woman who is fucking someone you should have shot between the eyes when you had the chance’ ‘Don’t you dare talk to me that way, Park, don’t you dare,’ I spat out, holding myself back from throwing the empty glass at him and watching it shatter on his face.

Why would someone as his uncle go to such length of destroying the lives of his own family. Why?! Sliiiiiiing! Zach skillfully jumped backwards missing the blade that skin left a blood line on his handsome face. He reached out and slight touch the blood slipping from it and grits his teeth's hard. " You shouldn't be here?" Vines pob in the face of Zach. There wasn't any remorse in the tone of the man in front of him. A man he took as a role-model and a father...! His hands grips his sword unleashing it randomly, yet with strong munderous force.

"No one is coming, Aria. There is only you and me. And the sooner you accept that, the easier this becomes." He released me, and I gasped for air I had not realized I was holding. My phone, his phone now buzzed again. Richard read the message, and his entire body went rigid. "What is it?" I whispered. He turned the screen toward me. Elena Vasquez. Tech CEO. Survived domestic abuse from Senator Mitchell five years ago. Now runs a women's underground network. Considered extremely dangerous to men like you. - JM Richard's hand tightened on the phone until I thought it might shatter.

she said. Jacob looked at her in suspect that something is not right "why me and how do you know me," he asked. She rested her back on the chair confidently to avoid any form of suspicious by him "well I saw you at my house weeks ago and looking at you that day and even right now, I know you will be perfect for this job. And hearing what you did for him in the past, how you murder someone for him, I think it's time to get your full payment from him because I know my father well and how tight he can be somtimes amd i bet he didn't pay you well," she said.

If any dangerous sounds got too close, he was going to make a run for the door. ‘Wait, who is coming?’ Wilson asked himself in his mind as he heard slight thump-thump sounds approaching him. The walk was clearly unhurried as though the bloodlust in the air did not concern him. That person was Ruthless. He was calmly approaching Wilson. He intended to keep to his own side of the bargain. The grappler named Steph had shown that she was willing to do anything in order to avenge her brother and that included betraying the organization she had dedicated the most part of the life to its cause. And so, Ruthless was going to ensure Wilson remained alive till after the whole squabble was done. He rea

“Phoenix. Code word: Patterson anomaly. Get to the office. Now.” I closed my eyes, the cold realization settling over me. I wasn’t a secretary, not an employee, and certainly not just a lover. I was the key piece in a deadly game of corporate and personal vengeance, a fact now shared by the only man powerful enough to challenge the killer. My hands, still resting on the terminal, finally found their anchor—the icy, determined certainty that I was fighting for my life, and that Sebastian Schulz was my only shield.

"Calm down, I did all the necessary checking. And got the information that Thomas Cruz is behind all this. I even heard from my sources that both are voting to dethrone you and whoever succeed will claim your position." "Those motherfuckers won't get a hair to celebrate let alone scheme my murder." Adan tsked. "Soon they will know that they are dealing with Adan, not with Alex." There was momentary pause between all of them. Mentioning of Alex was a touchy topic. Damien was familiar with Alex and the brutal way he got slayed in the hand of his own wife. This incident had created notion never to rely on your own shadow in the mafia world.

Beside him stood a quiet looking red haired boy with sharp cheekbones and piercing green eyes and full red lips. The last of the group was perhaps the most intimidating of all—a broad-shouldered guy with messy, dark brown hair and a chiseled jawline, his lips set in a near-permanent scowl. Their collective energy was magnetic, dangerous even, and they all looked at us as if they were sizing us up— “Those young men are known as the Vicious Boys.” Vincent’s voice interrupted my train of thoughts and I did not miss the warning in his voice. “You’d do well to stay away from them. They’ve earned their reputation.”

I was Sunesis Valez, the quiet, clumsy assistant who wore big, baggy sweaters, hid behind her hair, and looked down at the floor so people would ignore her. But under these bright lights, behind this silver mask, I was Sable. People in the VIP section began to whisper. I looked through the small holes of my mask and immediately saw a face I knew very well. It was Blake Ashford. My boss at the office. He sat back on the leather couch, slowly spinning a glass with an amber drink. He looked just as proud and cold as he did at work, surrounded by beautiful women he did not even look at. A familiar pain pinched my chest. For two years, I had secretly loved him from afar. I spent my days watching

" I stood up, walking over to the dresser and picking up a sleek black tablet. I walked back and handed it to her. On the screen, the real-time stock market dashboard for the Vance Group was pulled up. The red lines were plummeting, a brutal, unforgiving drop that signaled the beginning of a corporate execution. "I already started the fire," I said calmly. "I pulled our shipping mergers and began buying up their debt. But I want to completely liquidate them. I want to take everything Davis Vance holds dear—his title, his money, his family pride—and turn it to dust. I have the capital, Jessica. But you know the internal layout of his company better than anyone alive. Work with me. Be my weapo