Novelas y relatos de Vendetta

When truth is, I was thinking to myself that when I got back to the house, I'll scrub my mouth off with soap for kissing this hideous ugly looking mo-fo that reeked with weed and cigarettes. "Right. What were you saying Ryder?" My eyes quickly snapped back to Shane who was watching the whole exchange between me and Luca with a blank face but with eyes full of anger. "You owe me Montero." Luca scoffed while slinging one arm over my shoulder. "I owe you nothing." Shane leaned back on his seat and sipped his glass of alcohol. "You do. You stole from me remember? My last shipment from Mexico that was supposed to arrive last week but you went for it instead and killed one of my men." Shane growle

“Dude, couldn't you have been more considerate of our situation? You know that some of us were very deep in very dangerous territories, hence calling us all together at a moment's notice was quite inconvenient.” He complained to Zach in a playful tone. Four had always been a player, hence Zach understood what he meant by 'deep territories'. He had been enjoying his holiday since there were no mission for them at the moment. In the five years, he had gone back to his private military contractor work. He had worked hard creating an elite team that would eventually help him gain his revenge against all who were involved in the death of his wife and child. It was now time to put into action all

he replied through gritted teeth. "So she’s practically innocent?" Dave raised a brow, making Andreas look at him. "She’s not innocent. Her criminal father has done enough. And he left his daughter behind to pay for all of his evil deeds," the woman roared with hatred, once again answering for him. Andreas, on the other hand, remained silent as he averted his eyes and looked at his glass. *** The moon was bright in the clear sky, making the night even more beautiful. The road was so quiet that one could hear the sound of the cold, gentle breeze rustling the leaves of the trees. There were only a few passersby, as it was already past midnight.

“Why Renzo? If you want to assign a body guard to me so bad, why not choose another of your men?” “Because Renzo is the only man I trust completely with your life.” His voice hardened. “You want to work? This is the condition.” “And if I refuse?” “Then you stay home.” Valentina stood frozen for a second, her face full of anger. She looked ready to keep arguing, but she knew her father had already decided. “Fine,” she finally said. “I’ll agree. But I still hate it.” Don Valetti nodded once. “That’s good enough for me.”

“Let’s see what blood you carry. Do you know the law of vendetta?” Her chin lifted. “An oath of blood”, Once invoked, binds the family until the debt is repaid. My father invoked it once against the Vitale clan.” Luca’s brows rose, impressed. He circled her like a wolf. “Correct. And the price of betrayal?” “Death,” she said evenly, though her pulse drummed. He closed the book with a soft thud. His smirk deepened. “Not stupid but dangerous.” Bianca wanted to spit the words back at him, but she held her silence, memorizing his face, his cadence, the way he lingered on her every flinch. He was testing her for Matteo. She knew it. And she passed, though the trium

---------------------------------------------- Lorenzo The worst kind of vengeance isn’t loud. It’s slow. Silent. Surgical. And tonight? I was holding the scalpel. They think I’m slipping. That the empire is too large for one man to grip with bloodied hands. But they forget: I was born in that blood. Bred in betrayal. And fed on silence. While Alessandro tightens his fists and Valentina cloaks herself in velvet fire, I move beneath them under floorboards, behind portraits, through people they thought were loyal.

He narrowed his eyes: "Sam, step aside." "I won't." I felt a soreness in my throat, choking out the words: "Kent I want revenge against Leila, and you think I'm disgusting, right? So by your point of view, I should be a saint, not resent her for all the harm she had done to me before, and even be kind to her?" He looked very agitated by my rebuttal, his face becoming even darker: "I didn't say that, Sam, There are countless ways to retaliate; please don't choose the most base one. She just beat you up. You could simply hit her back. Why resort to such despicable means?"

“Cain, keep the others back! She’s mine.” Cain hesitated for a heartbeat but obeyed, rallying the remaining forces to hold the line. Dorian charged at Vendetta, his claws glowing with golden energy as he unleashed a flurry of strikes. Vendetta countered effortlessly, her movements fluid and unyielding. Their battle was a clash of light and darkness, each strike reverberating through the forest.

she bellowed ferociously, delivering another slap "You ruined my life you stupid bitch. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you" Emilia's vision blurred and she had to fight to keep her eyes open. The thought of letting Lisandra win gave her renewed strength. God help her but she would rather die than let this woman go free again. She bent her knee, throwing the crazed bitch beside her. They both regained their composure at the same time and moved to attack. Lisandra grabbed the pair of scissors she'd dropped, swiping at her hand. She managed to make a long cut that started from her elbow to her wrist before Emilia knocked the weapon out of her hand. The pain in her arm slowed her down, giving Li

Caterina tried to explain. The sound of explosions could be heard exchanged up ahead. It seemed that the battle between La Vendetta and the Phoenix Crew was very brutal. “Stop talking. Since Marco is gone, I have the opportunity to finish you off. I'll cut your body into pieces, then feed it to my dogs. You will disappear, and Marco will think you have escaped. No one will ever find out about your death. Be thankful that you died in the hands of a beautiful girl like me.” Rossie took out a knife from under her shirt.