Vendetta Novels & Stories

“Marry me Darlene, marry me.. ” “What? Are you kidding me?” I say as I withdraw my hands from his. He grabs them back and moves to kneel in front of me. “I'm desperate Darlene. That way I can transfer all my documents into your name and he won't lay his hands on them..never!” “You're scaring me Jeff! It ain't that serious, is it?” “Trust me it is. George has changed. I had a background check ran on him and the results aren't welcoming. Apart from drug dealing, he has an history of killing people who went against him over there. He's dangerous Darlene! He is... ”

The flash between Lorenzie and Valdo that alternated when touching his body even though Hana was screaming and begging to stop “Remember when he framed the people you love. Because he too, Delldora ended up selling his soul to the devil and ended up like that. Look.. look.. once Valdo stabs that sword into Delldora's heart, Delldora will die. He won't be able to reincarnate and will be in hell forever. Ah, poor Delldora. You should see how he suffers after your death. He travels around the kingdom seeking justice for you. Although again Lorenzie managed to make his efforts in vain. You know, Lorenzie even set him up and shot his body with a hundred arrows while it was snowing heavily. Huft,

the woman replies "Okay, I'm sure I should have something for you." He takes his card out of the small pocket of his shorts and hands it to her. He waves at Matilda, and the child waves back. The mother just stares in disbelief. But much more than her disbelief, I am in more disbelief than I care to admit. Dante just helped a kid. He was supposed to be a human trafficker, but he didn't hesitate, not for one moment. He stood up for Matilda. Yet he's a murderer and a human trafficker.

Ferdi took a step closer. “I– I want to drink.” Levi stammered, finally looking down. A sly smile grazed Ferdi’s lips as he turned the bottle over Levi’s head. But before it dropped—Caine kicked the bottle away. It shattered on the floor, spilling red everywhere. Ferdi bit his lip, annoyance clear in the way his eyes rose to meet Caine’s glare. “Come fight me, you idiot.” Caine stepped closer. “Aren’t you a coward? Treating someone like that just because he’s obviously lower than you?” Caine hauled Ferdi against the wall, his voice loud enough for anyone outside to feel the tension.

Something she wouldn’t normally do if she knew who I was, but I knew her too well. Vanessa Virelli. Mafia princess. The pretty, well-known daughter of the mafia don—Damone Virelli. And the wife of… a man I thought wanted me years ago. “Ms. Jordyn?” She chimed sweetly, stretching her hand for a handshake as she halted in front of me. “It’s okay to call you that, right? You’re not married, are you?” That was a harmless question, but I took it slightly too seriously. It felt mocking to my ears hearing it come from her. Because she hadn’t only stolen my spot, but she'd also stolen the only dream I had years ago.

A voice sliced through the silence, Aurelio's voice. He stepped forward in a cold and cruel voice. “Treason. And that means… Off. With. His. Head!.” A slow smile curled at the corner of Angelo's lips, empty of warmth but enough to reveal his dimples. He didn't look at Aurelio. His eyes remained locked on the trembling man before him. “Vito,” He called, almost softly. The enforcer, Vito Vitale stepped forward without hesitation, cracking his knuckles as he stared at the traitor.

Julian's P. O. V. My mate was a member of the White crescent wolf pack! The same pack that killed my mother and tried to kill me as well! The same pack I've been planning to have my revenge on for years! I brought out an old but still very sharp dagger that was given to me by Mabel's dad a few years after I started living with them. Placing it in my bag, I strapped the bag around me and got out of the house in a manner of urgency.

she said. Another step. "There will be no throne given, only taken." One more step. She was inches from Valentina now. "And there is no mercy for traitors." Valentina closed her eyes. "I loved you," she whispered. "Then you should have died before betraying me," Aria replied. She took out the blade from her hip. The Benedetti knife. Curved. Ceremonial. Old as the first oath. She didn’t kill her cleanly. She made it slow.

was what you wanted, filthy bitch? –the condemned man shouted– What are you waiting for to start the fuck up? Without further ado, she snapped the first rein at P's puny humanity. In the midst of the immutable silence of the auditorium; a scream was heard in the gloomy meeting room. It was Doctor FP who was howling so terribly after receiving the first rein in the ass! VALERIA IN A PANIC -I have physical panic! –It was Valeria's greeting to detective Olegario Rey as soon as she saw him cross the main door of the editorial office of “La Noticia”. "Calm down, miss," said Buss, alarmed at such a reception. In his case, it was difficult to expect Valeria to appease. "How do you want me to calm

Today, in the meeting room, she had outperformed Serena. She leaned in close to Serena and whispered, "One day, I'll become the true heiress of the Vale family and you'll be nothing but a country bumpkin, sent back to your village. You think you can compete with me? You're still too green. I'll defeat you and make you beg for mercy..." Serena casually cleaned her ear and flicked her finger. Katrina recoiled in disgust. "Serena, you're such a disgusting country bumpkin.” Serena chuckled, "We'll see who ends up begging. How about a bet? Let's see if those who copy others' ideas win, or if true originality prevails."