A Game Of Retribution Novels & Stories

There was a note to the side, which she picked up. It read, 'GOT YA! ' At this instant, she realized what it was. "There's no one here," she muttered. "Nikamura, get out of there. It's a trap. There's someone advancing where you are!" The voice of Zayne called out, but it was too late. She had turned when an object sailing through the air struck her on the stomach. Nikamura looked down to find the assassin's star weapon in her stomach, and when she looked up, she saw him approaching her with his sword drawn.

He walked away, his steps deliberate, echoing softly against the deck. For a moment, DeLuca watched him, the chill of realization creeping down his spine. This wasn’t just revenge. It was reclamation. A man clawing back a legacy stolen by blood and love—and he would burn everything to ash to have it. DeLuca shook his head, muttering under his breath. “You’re playing a dangerous game, old man.” Alessandro’s voice drifted back, cold and unyielding. “The only kind worth playing.” --- The yacht pulled away from the dock as the sky deepened into a bruised twilight. The waves lapped softly against its sides, carrying with them the echo of coming violence.

The memory of her baby's innocent face, cold and lifeless in her arms, gave her strength she had never known before. As she stood there, a lone figure against the backdrop of the moon, Aline's vow of revenge echoed through the clearing. The winds carried her determination, her pain, and her newfound power – a power that would soon shake the foundations of the very pack that had underestimated her for far too long.

I read the letter again and again yo find any hidden clue to figure out this evil master mind but it seems this is all he could get, I looked at liam who was staring at me curiously, waiting to hear what I have to say. "Judging from your look, you want to know what this letter contains right" I asked even when I knew the answer to the question. "Yes Luna" he replied. "Well it says both my parent didn't die from a cheap rogue attack but it was planned and that the person is coming for the pack soon" this I said through a mind link, and he widened his eyes looking at me. "So what are you going to do now" he asked curiously. "What do you expect, Retribution is in order, I will go out there and

“Revenge.” “What?” “It's simple, Steph. Your life was almost ruined because of your fiancé and his secretary. Don't you want revenge on them?” He asked, his voice holding a mischievous edge and I shuddered “I do. But—” “Disappeare for two years, Stephanie. Your death certificate will be signed. Stephanie will die today. But you'll return as a different woman. As my wife.” He explained, and I froze in shock. “What?”

Never! “Are you threatening me!” She growled scrapping her chair against the tiled floor as she got up and slammed her hands on the table, I paused in my tracks and slowly turned to look at me, my lips stretched into a small tight smile, “Ofcourse not, that would be rude of me right?!” I replied and with that I turned around and walked out of her office slammed the door with a soft thud, I only just started taking back what’s mine and she’s this disoriented, what then will happen when I’m ready to take my revenge on them?!

How could they be together even in death while I was cursed to live a hideous life repenting for sins that I only committed to keep those I loved safe? "No, Margo. They can't win over us. Not Delia and definitely not Eve. This is why you got a second chance... Let's get better ok" I told myself. "Then we'll have our revenge. Let's make sure to flay her skin. I am going to burn you to ashes Eve. If you won't die from falling down the hill, you are definitely going to die when I burn you alive. And this time, I am going to make sure that you don't survive I'll make sure of it" I promised.

It reminded me of the countless nights I had spent weeping over losses I couldn’t understand. Not this time. This time, I would play the game better. I would use the alliances they never expected me to build, the strength they underestimated, and the knowledge they didn’t think I’d possess. My end game wasn’t just revenge, it was justice. And justice demanded patience, cunning, and a heart cold enough to withstand the fire of retribution. For now, I’d let her believe she still had the upper hand. Let them all believe it. It was the first step in dismantling their illusions.

I am seriously regretting this game I started. There is nothing I can do tonight, so I slowly rise from the hard floor and dust myself off. I eat a light dinner and make a cup of hot tea. Next, I head upstairs to take a long bath. I begin filling the clawtooth tub with warm water and add in some of my favorite rose bath oils before lighting candles around the room. This is my sanctuary and exactly what I need right now. I lean my head back and breathe in the rose and amber from the candles as Frank Sinatra’s smooth melodic voice fills the room. I was just about to drift off to sleep when suddenly I felt a shift in the atmosphere. Power, raw angry power was headed my way. I see no point in ge

Those people did not even think about how many things they did in the past to hurt Catherine. “You two are quite a good match for each other.” Shaun suddenly laughed and said, “You guys only allow yourselves to hurt others. If other people resist and take revenge, you make yourselves look as though you’re the victim. After all the things you guys have done, do you think you still deserve to be humans?” Rebecca raised her eyebrows. “My dad is the Jones family’s eldest son. I had the right to inherit everything owned by the Jones family from the very start. Who asked Catherine to steal Hudson Corporation away? She brought everything upon herself. This is called retribution.”