Vendetta Novels & Stories

He answers, his voice trembling. "Boss?" Vetta repeats and struggles to her feet. Her standing gives me a better view of what she looks like. She's small for someone who causes so much trouble. Tiny even, like a doll. Her full height barely reaches my chest. She looks so fragile, like she would crush under the lightest pressure. I"m overwhelmed with the urge to see her face. "Remove their blindfolds." I order, and Dominguez does, starting with the littlest one. She looks calm, but her deathly grip on a small teddy bear gives her fear away. Delgado looks solemn. Like a sheep about to be slaughtered. But her. She stands straighter, defiance in her eyes, but her whole body trembles. Men in her

****** Gianna Venditti, the last daughter of the leader of the Cartel, had known nothing but love in all the nineteen years of her life, but not until she experienced betrayal, pushing her into the hands of the Devil of Rome, Zayne Xavier. Not recognizing who she is, he takes her in, and all goes well until disaster strikes. Will she be able to survive the sea of pain and hate from a man whose favorite color is blood and who also has her life in his hands? For when she dines with this devil, even a long spoon won't help her.

"And more. That head of yours. Oh, no, I'll preserve it, make sure it stays fresh and intact and that will serve as a welcome sign to Florence. Generation upon generation will know what kind of a sissy you are." Unsurprisingly, I smiled. And the expression brightened when a reminder visited. Unlike other villains, I wasn't easily pushed to anger. Vincenzo's threat showed a great level of creativeness. The Moreno bastard could be anything but a daftie. "Yes. Brood on that," he said. "Okay, I guessed I was wrong to have given him too much credit. He stank of immaturity.

I smooth it out now. “Victory,” I say out loud, just to taste her name. I have done this to her. The things we fear the most are always visited upon us; it’s the way of the universe. I rock with her picture, hating Marlowe Geary, hating the Angry Man, and hating myself most of all.

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.

And that when she smirks and pulls up her sleeves. Ready for the fun to begin. "People call me Vera with love." She takes hold of Ron's neck and starts choking him. The men surround her from all the sides as she pulls out the hidden dagger from her side pockets. With a smile on her lips, she continues her sentence before sliding the knife on the Beta's neck and making him drop down. Dead. "While men call me Rebel with hate" And that's when all men stop to stare at her in disbelief. "So what's it gonna be for you boys? Who is next?"

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.

"Vendetta took my spear, my right hand is broken so I can't fight smoothly using my left hand." "What?!" ***....... While his men shoot at both of them, Vendetta crawls on the floor and finds the spear at the tree where he places it earlier. He wipes his blood coming from the nose before he stands up and gives a sign to his men to stop the shooting. A high tech weapon need to defeated with a high tech weapon too. He held the spear high and struck on the shield with a force. Gr Gr k k Grk! The spear cut through Zayne's shield.

oden said to one of his guards, his voice echoing. Vanessa stepped backward alongside Malia, both their eyes trembling not wanting to face Annabelle. Vanessa's forehead perspired, rivulets of sweat populating her brows. They then stopped, they couldn't move any further. Their knees weakened, their legs joint free, no longer supporting their body weight. Vanessa kneels and then Malia. Duke Frenger envelopes the frightened crowd. He quickly grabs a sword from the floor, rushing towards Annabelle with the gait of a warrior, his sword raised up high, aiming to cut off Annabelle's neck.

"I don't want you to start hiccupping and then make a fool of yourself." "Oh how sweet of you!" she said with sarcasm filled in her voice. "Ma'am you can start now." she gulped a large breath and then nodded. "My family was killed by the de Mario mafia because my father being a detective had proof against them and when I got to know that Sean was involved I wanted revenge. Sean had held me as captive in my house to find the proof that my father had. In order for revenge..."