V For Vendetta Novels & Stories

The chains tightened cruelly around his throat. “Of course I didn’t.” I clicked my tongue, shaking my head with mock pity. “Your—” “No!” Vendetta’s scream tore through the air, desperate and raw. I couldn’t tell if it was rage, guilt, or terror driving it. “Don’t listen to him, Adonai! Please. I’ve made mistakes, mistakes I regret, but you can't let him use them against you.” Her tears spilled freely as she pleaded. Cena returned then, bowing his head. “Alpha, he’s coming. The pack’s Beta has been notified.”

Vane screamed from the center of the plaza. He had barely managed to parry Kael’s first strike, using the shaft of his scepter to deflect a scythe-claw that would have sheared his head off. The concussive impact had sent Vane flying back ten paces, his heavy dark iron enforcer armor dented and smoking where Kael’s white-hot fingers had grazed his pauldrons. He scrambled back toward the central control console, his bleeding hand slamming down onto a secondary, physical level labeled HIVE FLUSH. Across the room, the thousands of three-eyed vanguards let out a synchronized, ear-splitting shriek. They stepped out from their pods, their massive claws clicking against the alloy floor as they turne

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.

But the phantom anticipated the maneuver, slipping through an invisible backdoor, severing the connection, and completely locking Leo out of his own secondary drive. Then, the red screens went completely, dead black. In the center of the darkness, a single line of crisp, white text slowly typed itself across the main monitor: The Covenant isn't dead, Your Highness. And neither are the Vances. Leo stared at the glowing letters. The Vance family. The lethal syndicate assassins who had tried to murder him when he was just five years old. His father had wiped them off the face of the earth. Or so they thought. Below the text, a tiny, glowing icon of a shattered glass rose blinked steadily.

But Mandy met her end instead. Victor smiled and moved to the final display. This time, he removed the cover slowly—dramatically. “This,” he said, pausing for suspense, “is the new frontier. We named it Virexil-B—a biotech weapon designed to erase entire structures silently. Once exposed to air, it spreads like a sentient acid—melting steel, concrete, and all living things until nothing remains. It's not a bomb. It's smarter—cleaner, and completely untraceable. Perfect for those who wish to cripple a nation without firing a single bullet.”

A red seal marks high clearance. “This target is not to be interrogated, recovered, or studied.” He meets my eyes. “Make it look like an accident. No witnesses.” I take the slate. It’s lighter than I expected. The file opens. A blurred image. Height estimate. Build. Movement patterns. Then the name appears. Kaelor Voss. A sharp pull tightens in my chest. Gone before I can name it. I don’t recognize the name. That should be enough. I look up.

“This little game is now over. You are coming home with me.” “But…” she tries to protest, “What about Colton?” Vic turns and looks at where I have risen to my feet, standing in front of the body of Karlo, “He needs to clean up his mess. And…” he hesitates for a moment. “He better hope I do not fucking kill him for taking you without my permission.” Ya, this man is now starting to get on my last nerve. He seems to have forgotten one thing. “The name is Cole Venditti.”

He wasn't an administrator, and he wasn't a ghost, he was a virus, a lethal piece of code that had followed her into the graveyard to fulfill the one contract he had never broken. "The Executioner... is... always... the... last... to... leave..." Silas’s voice was a low, distorted growl that made the ground beneath Verina’s feet vibrate with a subsonic frequency, he didn't move toward her father, he moved toward the central pillar of the Archive, where the Vance blood-oath was being used to authorize the global liquidation. He raised a spectral blade made of the same obsidian as the ring, a weapon forged from a decade of his own suffering and the "bad debt" he had collected from the Thorne b

Oh, my dear Zoey…" he drawled as he moved away from her. "Zoey," he said softly, his voice dripping with calmness. "I don't believe in remission, there is nothing like forgiveness. I am Lynx Vance, I believe in revenge, I believe in vengeance. Vanessa and Alexander will pay for their betrayal with their lives, and that useless thing in Vanessa's belly will face his doom soon," Lynx said firmly.

She would make sure he was dead tonight. Kenchiki stood in front of his brother's body to block the woman's eyes from his brother's body. He didn't like the look she was giving his brother. He needed to have a talk with his brother. Yoshiki looked away from the woman being dragged away, it was over for her and soon enough she should apply her final move, desperate people do desperate acts even if they know they were done for, because they have nothing to live for they use any means to accomplish their goal, and Sera Skylander was a woman who lost everything in one fell swoop and knew the person responsible, her revenge should be quick and take place tonight, which was exactly what he wanted.