Venice The Series Novels & Stories

“What was that about? I was told that refugees are boarding that and entering this country undocumented.” “Havran is not dealing with human trafficking, Rioghail,” Leon said. “We simply went here to stop that ship after we learned that the people boarding it were from the Reveni Empire.” “You are not the owner of that ship?” The man beside Jyn showed us the screen of the table that he was holding. My eyes widened after seeing the emblem of that ship. It has an HSL emblem, proof that it is one of the ships that I own. “Oh.” I turned my attention to Jyn again and I could see amusement in his annoying face.”You didn’t know about that, huh?”

Part 1 — Welcome to Venice “Every mask hides a face. Every face hides a secret. Tonight, even death wears a disguise.” ⸻ Venice, Italy Forty-eight hours later. The Gulfstream G700 sliced through the clouds before descending toward Marco Polo Private Airport. Below… Venice glittered beneath the moonlight. Hundreds of golden lights reflected across the canals like scattered diamonds. Luxury yachts floated beside centuries-old palazzos. Ancient churches stood beside five-star hotels.

Venice will have to be perfect. For her.

Leo grabbed her hand under the table, a silent reassurance that it was finally over. And as they stood to leave, Isabella knew— She had finally won. Venice, Italy – The Calm Before the Storm The city of Venice was a beautiful illusion—serene, elegant, and timeless. But beneath the surface, it was just like every other place Isabella had been—filled with secrets, power struggles, and people who wanted her dead. The gondolas drifted lazily through the canals as tourists snapped photos, unaware of the danger that lurked beneath the city’s polished exterior.

Rage consumes me, eating me slowly, bit by bit. "VENICE!" I yell, holding a glass in my palm. I call again, no response. I shatter the cup on the walls and step to my chair. A second or two later, Venice opens up the door of my study space. “Y..yes, my Lord?” she stutters as she speaks, her fingers wrapping around the door as if she is holding onto it for dear life. "Get me something to drink!"

He smiled. We talked for awhile about some random things. We were walking towards the door when the door suddenly opened. Venice's eyes widened when she saw us. She looked like she has seen a horrified situation. I knitted my brows at her reaction. "What is he doing here?! Nieva?! What did you do?! " she gasped as she looked at me and Brett.

The girl threw him a glance before lifting her head at me, standing in all mighty. "A pleasant day to our guest, you are currently at Vandelia Empire where Vandelions reign, and you're at Vandelia Palace to be exact where Vandelia royalties live. I am the only Princess here. You may call me Princess Divine," she tucked her hair on the side of her ears and smiled sweetly. I shivered. Her smile is sweet but her eyes say otherwise. Two male vampires appeared in front too. "Second Prince. Prince Delfin," a guy whose all smiles said.

She’d come for Vincent, but now it seemed that ghosts were emerging from every corner, and she wasn’t sure who was haunting whom. “Elena,” Vincent’s voice pulled her focus, smooth and measured, but there was a bite in it, as if he was aware of her distraction. “I didn’t think you’d make it out to Jersey tonight.” She turned to him, masking her shock at his words. She hadn’t told anyone about the intel or about going to Venice. Slipping on the empty stool beside him, she angled her body, so that she kept the “dead” man in her peripheral vision. “I’m here for answers, Vincent. No more games.”

She nods downwards, and it takes me quite a while to realize what she’s insinuating. I scoff silently, keeping my dark gaze on her face. “And what exactly do you see in my eyes, Seraphina?” “Desire,” she slurs, and it clicks in my head that the vodka was getting to her head now. “I see desire in them. Lazaro. De Luca.” She scoffs, a belch following almost immediately. “Well, if you want this,” she continues, pointing again at her pussy, “you would have to come get it yourself.” She laughs, sliding the curtain to the side and revealing her dusky-gold skin in its full glory.

“WHAT do you mean, Hero?” Zekiel’s gaze snapped up to meet Hero’s. The man visibly swallowed under the weight of that predatory stare – it felt like Hero wanted to tear him apart with his eyes alone. “V-Venice isn’t in the country anymore, Kiel.” Hero didn’t even blink as two heavy objects from Zekiel’s desk went flying past his head – hurled at him with violent force. “What do you mean she’s not in the country?! Are you fucking with me?!” Zekiel’s roar made the walls tremble, his eyes burning with barely contained fury.