Venganza Siniestra Novels & Stories

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.

"If you want to get fucked by me, just say so. What’s with the coy act? Let’s go to the car! I’ll satisfy you." I struggled to break free, and just as his lips were about to meet mine, I lifted my knee and struck him squarely in the groin. “Ugh—Victoria Dean, you!” Julian roared in rage. “Fine, let’s see how you get off this mountain by yourself!” With that, he stormed off, driving away in anger. Green Peak was in the outskirts, its gentle slopes leading to a paved road that extended all the way to the church entrance. I had taken a taxi up the mountain.

She asked while bandaging my arms and back. "Oh that was when he ripped it out from my ear and found out that I was not a real stripper. So things got a little messy." She frowned in interest and confusion. "Like?" She pried on. I sighed while quickly glancing at her. "Okay so long story short, he was mainly focusing to strangle me to death but of course, those training sessions did come in handy and I finally got to try them out on Luca. We did a good struggle here and there on the bed and the sick asshole has a freaking gun but before he could shoot me, I smashed a lamp on his big fucking head and plunged a broken piece of the lamp into his meaty throat. Mission accomplished right?" Sofia

--- Elsewhere, Deviana sat beside Lila, both staring at the same article on a tablet. “They’re finally beginning to see the truth,” Lila murmured. Deviana drew in a steadying breath, her eyes locked on the screen. “Yes… but this is only the beginning. Vanessa will become more dangerous when cornered. We need to stay vigilant.” --- Back in her apartment, Vanessa could no longer pretend. She screamed, hurling a wine glass against the wall. It shattered into glittering shards across the marble floor. “I will not lose! I will not lose to anyone—least of all Deviana!”

My throat tightens. He leans forward, an evil smirk tugging at his lips. “An enemy of your family, but I can be your ally.” “I’m still an Azaeres,” I mutter, clinging to the last pride I have. He chuckles, low and sharp. “Doesn’t matter, we both want one thing—vengeance. Help me destroy your family, and you’ll have your revenge.” “And if I don’t?” His eyes darken. “You are weaker than they thought, then. I don’t plan to set you free whether you cooperate or not,” he says, rising, towering over me, already walking away.

--- Something else existed beneath it. Something important. Something dangerous. --- Adrian returned the blueprint. --- "Whatever happened there..." --- His voice became colder. --- "It wasn't an accident." --- Elena agreed. --- Not an accident. Never an accident. --- And for the first time... The two of them were standing on the same side of a mystery. --- Far across the city... Vanessa Hart sat inside an expensive restaurant. --- Across from her sat a stranger. --- A charming man with calm eyes. --- Victor Kane.

He tried one last desperate plea. “We... we can give you leverage. Assets. Offshore accounts. Protection...” Roman’s lip curled. “I don’t need your protection.” Elena watched, eyes dark, grip steady. “Roman,” she said quietly. He turned. She nodded once. He understood. Together, they pulled the triggers. Two shots. Perfectly synchronized. Clean. Final. Vargo crumpled to the floor first, a dead weight sliding down the wall. Dante fell backward into his chair, eyes wide and lifeless, wine spilling like dark blood across the table.

Two guards approached him and pulled him into the van. Venido's two guards almost bled their noses before tying Ely's hand behind his back. "WHAT DO YOU WANT DIRTY OLD MAN!" Its exclamation. "What more evidence will you show? What do you need! Why are you coming back now !!" Promise of the old man. Ely didn't answer and he spat at the old man. "You're rude!" Venido promised and slapped the woman. "You killed my Family! You can't kill me Venido! There's no secret that can't be revealed! I'll publish all your livestock! It's all missing!" Ely said and laughed.

What Silvana had said earlier slowly opened his memory to the past. "Right! Ah, how could I forget? Miley Patricia is their first daughter, and she is also Carista's sister. No wonder they have many similarities." "Miley deceived me, even killed two of my subordinates. She's a rebel, and surely has another plan to trap me." Elgar walked towards the hospital's administrative office; there were several things he needed to address regarding Vanezoir's death years ago and the inexplicable death of Angela. "I need the CCTV footage of the moments before Angela's death, and also Vanezoir's medical records when he was declared dead while on the journey. I'm sure there's something fishy about both of

The headline in jagged, red letters read: THE STOLEN HEIRESS: IS RAGE VANE A SAVIOR OR A KIDNAPPER? "Look," Sabizina whispered, her voice trembling. On the screen, a grainy, high-angle video played. It was the footage from the cabin in San Verda. It had been edited to look like a violent abduction. It showed Rage’s Sentinels surrounding the house and Rage himself carrying a struggling, clearly pregnant Sabizina into the black VTOL. Then came the "Face-Slap" moment: her father, Lorenzo Moretti, appeared on camera. He looked frail, dabbing at his eyes with a handkerchief.