Venganza Novels & Stories

He looked as shell shocked as I was and I reminded myself that he was as much the enemy as his father was. After all, the apple doesn't fall far from the three. My vengeance would continue as planned, and Zane would go down with his father. My name is Aya Jacobs and I'm the machete of Justice on all who wronged me. I won't stop till they're all six feet under.

I considered calling Silas and asking if he wanted to come back and help me deal with Ethan, but I knew it would be hours before he would be able to return. I didn’t want to ruin Keva’s plan to get her revenge, but I also couldn’t sit idle right now. As long as I didn’t expose myself, I didn’t think it would hurt anything. I knew it was risky, but my anger continued to rise with each passing minute that I waited for my Beta to inform me that he captured Ethan.

Instead, Both of them were quite furious, only didn’t show them as much and tried to be as civil as they can. As someone that came from the same background as me, as a person that once lives in the bellies of the underworld and crime world, Helena Mendoza and Marcuez Vega despise and vengeful towards betrayer and any kind of betrayal in general. What Helena Mendoza suggested was, the normal punishment for betrayer, which is a bullet to the forehead, Marcuez Vega didn’t even hide his agreements to Helena Mendoza suggestions. As a matter of fact, both of them were shocked that Ran Hyun Ok were still breathing right now, since I didn’t do what I always does to a backstabber.

her back “Aai.. aisha do you know what you are saying?” vivan questioned her again to which aisha simple nodded her head from top to bottom indicating yes “I won’t carry child of the person who killed my parents” she told vivan holding her sharp gaze “please help me get this child aborted” she added “okay, I’ll help you” vivan said without any expression on his face “Could you wait here for some time, I’ll just go and informed my squad who are still waiting for my orders outside” vivan said and aisha agreed to his request, vivan hurriedly got up walked out of that old worn out mansion meanwhile he pulled out his cell phone and dialed an unknown number which was answered after just two rings

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

He took his hand off my shoulder. I looked at him. I tried to look angry. But inside, I was already planning the next step. I was already planning how to get back to that safe. I was already planning the final turn of the dial. The mission was alive again. The weakness was gone. Mateo was right. I am the Red Reaper. “I will stay. But you need to let me sleep. I am not a machine, Vincenzo,” I told him. He just looked at me. His eyes were still burning. “You are not a machine. You are a mystery. And I am going to solve you, Francesca. Stay here. I will send Marco to your room with some food.”

“Yes, it’s me, Clarice, in front of you, bitch! So you paid Kaspar $5 million to kill me? So you can get back with my husband? You’re so evil! You are willing to kill an innocent woman to satisfy your greed and jealousy. Thankfully, you didn't succeed. I’m here now to take revenge. You shall die in the ocean today as your punishment!" “No! Please forgive me. I can’t die today! I have a young daughter who needs me! I can’t die yet! Please forgive me. Give me a second chance. I will not harm you again! Please spare my life this time,” Viviana begged. Tears of regret and despair filled her eyes.

"How is that not personal?" "Because in this business, death is overhead. Casualties are expenses. What happened to your cousin and your men was unfortunate but necessary." Mateo leaned back in his chair. "And now, eight years later, you return seeking revenge. You kidnap an American woman who was under my protection. You threaten a newborn baby. You attempt to make me look weak by showing I cannot protect people in my territory. That is personal, Victor. That is you turning business into a blood feud."

“You whore! How could you screw another man until you take in his child?“ “I swear— I.“ I couldn't finish the statement because my vision was starting to get blurry and darkness was starting to creep in. Then he released his grip from my neck and I fell to the floor with a loud thud. I let out a gruttal cough, gasping for breath with spit drooling out of my mouth. My neck throbbed with so much pain that it feels like I was about to die. Yet, I couldn't. Then he toss the parchment paper at me. “Still denying it?“ I grabbed the paper, my eyes scanning it and at the bottom: NO MATCH. That was the result. Clear. Final.

Zane’s voice followed, low, patient, and still too attractive for a man sitting on the floor teaching a three-and-a-half-year-old about gravity. I lounged on the couch, legs stretched out, TV remote in one hand and a slice of watermelon in the other. Maritza sat beside me, a green face mask making her look like a glamorous alien. On the screen, a telenovela titled Lágrimas de Venganza showed a woman dramatically discovering that her long-lost twin was actually her husband. “Nice,” Maritza said, crunching on chips. “At least they were honest before the wedding.”