Vendetta Novels & Stories

is instructed. One of them stepped away from her, a scoff escaping his lips. “Or else what?” The other pressed Vannessa against himself, his hands moving towards her breasts. That was the last straw. I rushed towards him, my hands digging into his hair, I pulled him away from Vanessa, Slamming his head against the floor. “Putain!” (Fuck!) The other man exclaimed, moving back with fear. “Étranger fou, essaies-tu de le tuer ?!” (Crazy foreigner,are you trying to kill him?!”)

"This is a vendetta that has continued for decades between Luciano and Belmonte. It's a fight that can't end until one side is completely eliminated." Vendetta. A blood feud between two families, perpetuated through repeated murders over a long time. Valentine used that word, several times more intense than "revenge." Considering what Eugene had heard about the relationship between Luciano and Belmonte, it was certainly an accurate description. In Valentine's eyes, which had spoken of blood vengeance, swirled a concentrated murderous intent. Probably the hatred and killing intent that had been matured and concentrated since he w

I finally called him back after a while. "Come here, Kel. Let's look at these photos together. "This is your Aunt Bree," I said, pointing at Brianna's photo. "Remember, Kel, that she's a bad lady. She's the one who killed your daddy." Kelvin's face turned serious as he nodded. "Okay. I'll remember." "And this is your daddy." I placed a yellowed photo of Calvin on the table. Calvin was smiling happily in a carefree manner in it. "This is handsome daddy? Then what about old papa…"

All she hopes for is that he realizes his mistake and not get consumed by the past with this woman. "Let's make her burn cahir, it's simple, stick to the plan and your revenge is served, we'd capture her pack, evander's and..." "How would we achieve that? Evander is quite vicious and..." "In love with visenna, his weakness" she asserts interrupting him with the proper response. Her words made him drown, he didn't want to hear that evander was over heels for visenna. It makes him quite jealous and his wolf only mocks him for that.

The ex-convict extended his hand, and I shook it as well. “Whatever it takes for you and my son... My name is Leila.” I gave a nod to the mother who claimed Ales’ kid had killed it. “I don’t care who you are; just don’t make us assume in this. For my family’s sake, I seek vengeance... My name is Jenet,” the wife said. “Who are you?” the last girl asked. Instead of responding to her question, I asked her back., “Why are you here? Are you actually one of us?” I asked, but she was just laughing at me. She grinned and rolled her eyes.

Bastian asked, getting closer to Renata. Renata took the object she had hidden behind the sofa cushion and pointed it straight at Bastian's neck. It was the knife she had brought from the dining table. "Don't try to take advantage of me, Mr. Mafia!" Renata said, bringing the knife closer to Bastian's neck. "You threatened me with a shaking hand," Bastian mocked. "Just press it like this." Bastian deliberately pressed the skin of his neck against the knife until it cut and bled. Seeing Bastian continue to press his neck against the knife made Renata uneasy.

I said and killed the rest, immediately shooting at them at their foreheads. I could see shocked faces from the three most feared men. "Ires, kill all his men who are outside," Ivy said. Immediately, she said that we heard people crying outside. "Who the hell is attacking us?" We can see anyone or anything! "Should I kill all of them?" Ire asked. "Yes," Ivy said. "My men are also out there," Vincenzo said. "Shit! I forgot. Ire, kill of the men other than the Italian Mafia men. You can differentiate them with their tattoos, right?" She asked.

I smirked and pushed him away and wiped my lips which caused him to frown even more. "Rest well, bae," I said, then slowly he lost his consciousness. I whistled as I saw him lying on the cold floor. "Looks like you can't even go to your girl now," I said and shook my head. I think, I need to thank Sophia for her lipstick. AS ordered by Aycxe we met at the compound of the mansion of Matthew Laqueza, a mafia lord and member of the Ktinódis syndicate. "Put this on each wall," I ordered Shiela and gave the two pieces of bombs.

Madeline's form that awash the canvas scarlet and beside that Marienne's beautiful Turquoise eyes that held hatred for me. But I didn't do anything, so, why should I be scared? Even if something happens to me, I will not bow down, because I know I am innocent. But Victors were powerful, they could get whatever they wanted. Marienne Carlisle Victor was rumored to be the reason behind the fire of Anneville, a place notorious for illegal business and sex trafficing. If it was true and he actually got away with that fire..... He could murder me or sell me to prostitution and no one would ever find me.

(Euan’s P.O.V) Coventina growls low in her throat when a mangy grey wolf enters the clearing behind the werecat. “I see you recognize Jasper, princess. He’s here to help me.” Coventina’s hackles raise, her lip pulled up in a snarl, she lunges but is caught mid-air when a great black blur knocks into her, sending her flying across the clearing. They’ve effectively separated us, this is what they wanted, an opportunity to take her. The werecat shifts back into his tiger, and I follow suit.