Vita Carnis Novels & Stories

I scolded. "I know. I asked Rose. And as your buddy, I had to do some research" He rubbed his hands together, trying to sound as mysterious as possible. "That's not even necessary. It's not like I'm gonna fall in love with her anyway" I said. "Let me tell you, her name is Natalie Karina Salvatore, the daughter of the Salvatore Enterprises. She's an Economics Professor and she's a part time head decorator at their family bakery which is really famous, she models part time as well and from my sources, she's the most obedient, most loved and most cared for daughter in her family" Victor explained.

NARRATIVE POV "I, Carissa Carter-Winslow, hereby condemn Ryan Davis, Alpha of Trinity Falls Pack, to death by his own choice. I take control of the Trinity Falls territory but do not claim it as my own. Before the pack, council and the Goddess as witness, I relinquish ownership to the Alpha of BlackFoot Rogues to do with as they deem fair." She didn’t see the pride and light fill Thorin's eyes when he heard her acknowledge her birth name. She publicly accepted both her father's surnames.

And suddenly every trace of tiredness in me vanished. Because the name beneath the photograph read: Carissa De Ville. The article continued below. Speculation surrounding a future engagement between Mario Incorporated CEO Marcello Hayes and socialite Carissa De Ville has continued to grow following their joint appearance at Saturday’s charity gala… I stopped reading, My heart had started beating faster. Slowly, I looked back at the photograph. At Marcello and then at the woman standing beside him. Carissa De Ville. The same surname. The same name that had followed me through bathroom conversations and executive meetings.

Sitting amidst a chaotic sprawl of antique magnifying glasses and chemical vials was a massive, gray-haired wolf who looked like he’d survived a dozen civil wars. Dr. Elena Castillo—or "Sunny" to the pack—was the finest chemist in the Silver-Run Territories. She didn't just test narcotics; she verified the purity of the mystical artifacts the Vargas family moved through their underground channels. "You're early, Santiago," Elena growled, her voice a jagged rasp. "I expected the twins to be sleeping off last night's hunt. Where’s the other half of the pair?" "Mateo will be along," Santiago replied, leaning against a shelf of ancient, leather-bound grimoires. "They’re overseeing the Grand Casi

"The technical team flagged them immediately. They meet every criterion and then some." I reached for my pen. "Which company?" "I think you'll be impressed." Adrian's voice carried a note of satisfaction. After a brief pause, he added, "CARINE." A short laugh followed. "The CEO is Vaylen Morgan. Impressive man, from everything we've seen." My pen hovered for a second before I lowered it and wrote it down anyway. CARINE. Vaylen Morgan. Outside the window, traffic continued to crawl through the city below, sunlight glinting off glass and steel as though nothing at all had changed.

Cain took the glass from my hands and placed it down next to me on the countertop, seeking my full attention. "The part about where I said I'd killed every woman whom I've ever slept with," he said. "So you didn't kill them?" I asked. He took a deep breath, obviously trying to figure out how to explain himself. "I did," he admitted. My eyebrows furrowed. "Wait," I said, holding a hand up. "What exactly are you trying to clarify? It just seems like you're reiterating what you've already said." "Remember how I told you that Vampirism is a communicable disease? That it enters the body like a virus through an open wound?" He asked.

It was too clear, way too clear. “That’s weird.” I whispered. But she shrugged and changed the subject as we grabbed champagne from a passing waiter. The party was alive. There were glittering dresses everywhere. The clinking of glasses and laughter echoed off the rooftop. Then a woman approached us. Her energy commanded the room. Her dark hair was pulled into a ponytail and her gold jumpsuit shimmered under the lights. Lila Voss. I recognized her from social media, but in person, she was magnificent. “Lisa Carter. You made it!” she said as she reached us.

She is really strange. ✍️Authoress Ricky ✍️ To be continued... Bursted...Is Vendetta using scope now? Like, comments and comments to read next episode

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

"We're both exhausted from the party and we would love to take our leave now. Goodbye, Mrs. Veronica. Or, are you still holding tightly to the 'miss' title?" Caitlyn chuckled before they turned and walked out of the hall, leaving Veronica burning in pure rage. ▪▪▪ "I wonder how she managed to dress exactly like me," Caitlyn voiced out, breaking the silence in the car. "She must have seen us earlier and quickly ordered everything you had on. She's that kind of person," Martin explained, not taking his eyes off the road. Another silence ensued. "She's one of my exes. The last woman I had a romantic relationship with," He answered the question Caitlyn was dying to ask before she could.