V For Vendetta Novels & Stories

The joint shattered backward with a sickening, wet snap. ​As Thorne buckled, losing his leverage, Vesh didn't hesitate for a microsecond. Her obsidian blade flashed in a brilliant violet arc, slicing cleanly through the air and decapitating the Vanguard Commander in one fluid motion. ​Thorne’s headless body slumped heavily to the floor, finally releasing my throat. I staggered backward, gasping desperately for air, clutching my bruised neck as the black ash of the dead thrall began to scatter across the stone floor.

Seen her test exits casually while pretending not to and observed her wear one of my shirts like she hadn’t been hired to kill me weeks earlier. They’d watched her handcuff me to my own vehicle. And still, somehow, none of them understood the full scale of the problem standing three floors above us. “Ask what you’re going to ask,” I said. Kaelen’s hand shot up instantly. “She really is Viper?” he asked. “Underground Viper. Eastern network assassin. Seventeen confirmed kills?” “Twenty-three,” Zaric corrected absently. Kaelen blinked. “Twenty-three?” “She doesn’t leave witnesses often enough for anyone to know for sure,” Zaric said.

“Your mother’s blood began this. Yours ends it. Give me the blade, or your allies burn.” I’m the Convergence—bridge or ruin—and as Voren raises his blade, Cassia’s fading life, Taryn’s fractured atonement, Renn’s redemption, and Maddox’s vengeance collide. The relic’s heart waits, the blade demands my will, and with Veyra’s wraiths closing in, I face my mother’s killer, my choice a fire that will reshape the Veil.

“Seriously, what is with the names you champions pick for weapons?” “Oh, it’s more than just a catchy nickname, my dear,” Soundhound confided as he sauntered to Eliza. “Do you know what I was like before I found my artifact?” “Let me guess. An amateur guitar player for a second-rate British rock band?” she snapped. “Hilarious, but no. The first human to touch Vendetta was a drug lord and he raised me. Not as his son, but as his “personal” hitman. He exploited my power to kill off his competition then routinely abused me to keep me in line.”

I wiped my tears and looked straight into her eyes. "You can take your money to hell for all I care. I will never accept it. I wish both of you rot in your grave. But before I leave, I need you to know that, it won't end here. I will come for you and your son when it is VENGEANCE HOUR, even if it will be a hundred years from now" I said with so much determination and stood up but stopped by the door of the limousine and looked back at her with a straight face.

The interior was equipped with a suite of non-invasive sensors that allowed Anya to monitor the biological signatures of anyone within a twenty-foot radius. For Kaelen 'Wraith' Vance, a Rezvani Tank 'Vengeance'. This tactical SUV was the definition of brute force. Finished in a non-reflective 'phantom grey,' it featured thermal night vision, electromagnetic pulse protection, and a smoke screen system. Kaelen had added a custom weapon rack and a reinforced chassis for high-speed extraction missions.

“Soon enough love” I wrapped my hand around his neck. For some reason being around him erased all the problems with the world.“I love you, Damien.” He pressed his lips against mine. “I love you too, Vanessa Blackwood”. “Ah,” I suddenly remembered. “Wayne, He is interested in being a business partner, your business partner, can you do that?” His expression darkened. “Please, he did take a bullet for me,” I begged. He sighed. “For you Vannessa, I will consider it.

His words came out laced as a threat. "She knows" Jade confessed immediately. "Blood was our bond. Our solemn vow and promise to the hood and when, if that promise is ever broken, blood is also the way to end it. This—" His voice rose, spitting in her face and inching closer. "This is why we kill" In a split second, he dug the knife into her. Jade. And it took more than just a while to process what had just happened. I couldn't even believe as she fell into my arms. I looked into Fox's eyes full and dark with vengeance as his guys drew closer.

I'm caressing the brand new red machine like a baby longing for the moment I'll drive it for the first time. Wow! It's indeed a great surprise. Jeff walks to me and as he hands over the key, I take it and hug him, kissing him passionately. I can't thank enough for this! I just can't! *** It's over a week after my birthday. I always drive my brand new V8 to work and I just can't get enough of it. This so far is the best gift that Jeff has ever bought me...

Director Vance’s voice purred through the speakers. I forced my heavy head up, squinting through the blinding glare. Vance was standing safely behind the high-voltage perimeter bars on the observation platform above us, flanked by ten fresh Vanguard shock troops. In his right hand, he held a sleek, black remote detonator. In his left, he held a glass capsule filled with a dark, concentrated emerald liquid. He looked down at our broken, exhausted bodies on the elevator roof, his lips curling into a triumphant, ruthless smile.