A Dark Revenge Romance Series の小説・ストーリー

he exploded. "I want to know everything, Ethan," Elena said, her voice firm but laced with a hint of concern. Ethan's gaze locked onto hers, his eyes burning with intensity as he closed the distance between them. Elena backed away, her heels hitting the wall with a soft thud. She couldn't escape the piercing gaze of his eyes. "You want to know everything, Elena Wellington?" Ethan's voice was low and frightening, his words dripping with a threatening tone. "This game is a game of chess, where pawns are sacrificed, and knights are betrayed. It's a game of strategic revenge, where the queen is the ultimate prize."

"Give me the drugs, I muttered as I took the water and swallow the pills." ANNABELLE ... The fire of revenge burn deeply inside of me and now Damon as cross the line between me and him I will become the devil and not the girl he knows before I took the pills just to stay alive to kill her, I don't care if I lose my life but I promised him I won't let there love story have an happy ending no matter what. I felt a sharp pain down my abdomen it's hurt so bad, I screamed at the top of my voice, Damon I screamed as he got to where I was blood was rushing on my private part I screamed again, ''Damon! Just do something and don't just stand there am fucking bleeding get me to the hospital I screamed

"No no no—Paige, stay with me. Don't close your eyes, do you hear me? Keep your eyes open. Please." Then the darkness took me completely. "Paige!" His voice cracked completely. "I'm sorry, okay? I'm so sorry, just—just stay with me. Please. We're almost there, just hold on. Hold on for me, please—Paige, I swear if you don't open your eyes right now—please. Please just stay with me, don't do this—I've got you, okay? I've got you, just hold on—" His voice was the last thing I heard before the darkness swallowed me whole.

Walter. Maria gazed at me steadily. "Of course," she said. "You can count on me for that”. She left. I stood alone in the room. The folder was on the desk. I had woken up in this body not only to avenge my death,but also that of Vivian Salvatore. I need to figure out among them who's responsible for all of this without implicating myself or putting myself and the company in harm's way. The accident was not an accident.

Angel Caierre folded his glowing arms over his tiny chest. “Cute?” Spiky-Horn Caierre barked out a laugh that sounded like metal scraping stone. “Nothing about this is cute. This is a disaster, a cosmic tragedy. A romance doomed from the start and he is way too dumb to realize it.” “I am not dumb!” Caierre snapped. “Sweetheart, you literally asked if ‘I can’t deny you’ was a confession. That’s like the most romantic line ever. Even babies understand that.” Angel Caierre pointed a tiny glowing finger at him.

Isla shifted on her seat, her eyes dimming as she started to remember the first time she visited the Blackwoods with Damien; the open hostility she sensed, the judgment,, and the final whispers; “He’ll never be one of us.” It was similar to what Damien had shared with her a week ago as well, his solemn talk about family betrayal. “Oh God, now, it was all making sense.” But there was something else aside from this fact that was dawning inside her. And this was about the strange way she was feeling at the mention of Damien. “I am still in this game for revenge right?” She could not help but to query herself. “Was this even a game anymore? If yes then why was I suddenly caring so much?”

“No wonder… No wonder you wanted to know about Amelia. You must want to take revenge for your mother, don't you?” “Revenge? Why do I have to take revenge for a mother that I never met? Sure, she died at the hands of someone who was supposed to be her friend but why in this world do I have to get revenge for her? The reason I'm doing this is because I want to punish Amelia. You could even say that I'm using the excuse of Katherine’s death to push Amelia to the curb? Revenge, you're mistaken.”

"Is that what you call this? Being ripped from my death and thrown into some twisted world where nothing makes sense? Where am I supposed to live someone else's life? Spare me your talk of second chances. It's nothing more than a sick game. Daphne Fucking died lady. And you brought me here to relive the fate I once lived? Nyx stepped closer, her silver eyes gleaming with something akin to pity. "Fate has its reasons, child. You have been chosen, though not without purpose." Carmen shook her head violently. "No! This story... Daphne's life was a tragedy. She was betrayed by the man she loved, just like I was. Why would you make me live through that again? Why couldn't you and your boss just l

That I was the reason her marriage crumbled. That I orchestrated the betrayal that tore her apart. That every step she took toward becoming Lady M was part of a plan I built on lies and revenge. Would she ever look at me the same way again? Would she forgive me? Or would she walk away — from me, from everything? I didn’t want to find out. Not yet. Not until I was sure I could protect her from what was coming. Because Don Julian wasn’t bluffing. He never did. This wasn’t the time to fall apart over guilt or old wounds.

Now her name is everywhere, her reputation is on the line, and every move she makes is being controlled by someone she cannot see yet. But one thing is certain. This is not a coincidence. It’s a trap. And whoever set it… Clearly forgot one thing. Alexandra Fisher Hale does not lose. It’s a billionaire dark romance, and for my readers who enjoy only MM stories, I’ve decided to also drop another book next week because I love you all. The MM story is titled: Revenge Served in a Wedding Dress Blurb: Revenge was never Caleb’s thing. He didn’t believe in it, didn’t live for it, and definitely never thought he would become the kind of man who would destroy someone just to feel whole again.