Venganza Siniestra Novels & Stories

She responded before I hung up. I hastily looked around for my car keys, and soon, my gaze caught on the desk where I had picked up my phone earlier. I grabbed it immediately and dashed out of the suite. ****** I arrived at the bar in thirty minutes, and without hesitation, I rushed in, my gaze scouring the place. “Vanessa?” “More! More! More! more!” Some men chanted. My heart skipped a bit as I saw Vanessa upside down on a table as another man chugged drinks down her throat.

It was so intense, like they were telling me something, they held a promise. But promise of what? Destruction. A small voice in the back of my mind hummed. Fresh tears escaped me as I started crying. Vengeance. That's what his looks held. Hunger for revenge. I gulped as the severity of the situation dawned on me. The man seemed insane and I had to stay away from him. Or else he might destroy me. And this time, I will be shattered completely.

He lusts towards her. And the blocked senses of his mind actually accepted his unacceptable acts without any hesitation. He felt no remorse in touching her or ruining her beyond the limit. He felt contented and that was enough for him. But was his contentment enough for her? _______________________________________ I know the limit of him being ruthless is going out of hands but you need to understand revenge is something that blinds you to the extent that you started thinking whatever you're doing is right even when it's absolutely wrong. The spicy twist story is going to start now. So be ready. Keep on taping on the star button to show your love. Till the next Adios.

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.

he adds, his face a mixture of both delight and victory. “Yeah, sure.” I nod “I promised to call her but I need to dispose these phones and get myself a new one and a sim card to avoid being traced.” I conclude thoughtfully. “It's okay.” He says. “Ben, you need to make a stop at the nearest motel. We need to have some drinks as we wait for someone.” He adds. “Okay sir.” Ben nods. “I know one which is just a few kilometres from here.” *** Immediately we settle on our table, I excuse myself and head to the ladies. I make a call to Carmela who picks immediately and assures me that she had to escape because George was really on fire and couldn't let her go. She assures me that she already have t

“My ruthless queen. Luca already has the accountant singing. We hit the money first—three accounts in Dubai, two in London. Freeze them before sunrise. Then we burn one of the Tin Can Island ports. Not the whole thing. Just enough to make Vic panic and pull his men away from the clubs. While he’s distracted chasing ghosts, we take the girls out of Silk and Shadow. Quiet. Clean. And when he comes for Matteo… we’ll be waiting with a bullet meant for the Blade himself.” A slow smile curved my lips. Revenge tasted sweetest when it was planned in the dark with the only man who had ever owned my soul. Valerio’s ex-daughter-in-law. The woman who had once been married to his dead son. The scandal th

Pedro ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “You think hurting people will make the pain disappear?” “No,” Vanessa answered honestly. “It will simply make them suffer with me.” The calmness in her voice unsettled him. This wasn’t anger anymore. It was something darker. Something colder. Vanessa slowly wheeled toward the small drawer beside the bed and opened it. Inside rested: fake passports, cash, a gun, and several documents. Pedro froze. “You’ve been planning this for a while.” Vanessa picked up the passport carefully.

I closed my eyes tightly when I can already feel how I desperately wanted more from him tonight. He started pulling the sleeveless sando down. The strap of my bra has been pulled too together with my sando. My right shoulder is already exposed from him. Arthur is standing while I am kneeling in the couch looking up to his kisses. Arthur finally finished removing my sando and my bra that is almost giving up from protecting my boobs is hanging from my shoulder. He started kissing me again and I tried to remove his polo too. I regretted it right away when his broad shoulders and very toned body shamelessly shouting hotness in front of me.

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.

Bianca couldn't walk anymore, her eye sight was beginning to depreciate, everything she saw was blur, unknown to Bianca there was a bump ahead of her. She hit her leg and fell, hitting her head so hard on the floor. She twitched in pain, for a moment she thought she was dead or about to die. She didn't want to die now even though her mum was dead, she still had her long lost older brother, her mum has always told her about him, she needed to see him before she dies. After few seconds she lost consciousness. ***************************************************************** "Cassio, it's not my fault that Skylar had to die, you did calm your nerves and stop burning in anger, if not you wo