A Sinister Revenge Novels & Stories

Scar's Darkspawn was a sadistic, unforgiving lot of ones who reveled in inflicting pain and misery upon any pathetic soul unlucky enough to cross their paths. A fleeting moment of doubt caused me to question if aligning myself with these monsters had been an act of reckless risk on my part. Perhaps I had allowed my lust for revenge against Sebastian to cloud judgment driving me to cross lines that can never be uncrossed. The faint spark of my humanity cried out in silent terror at the endless depths of cruelty and depravity I had freely immersed myself in. "Your thoughts betray you yet again, Sienna." Scar's gruff voice sliced through the silence like a dagger in the night. "I can smell the

And with all the life in me, I will come back again! I will rise from the ashes. And when I do, the Andersson family watch out! Because you will not know what hit you until it’s too late. That’s my promise to you! When I take my seat on the airplane, I finally relax a bit and caress my belly. It’s you and me now! Your mommy got this. I will not cry a single tear for your dad again. He is not worth it! but one day I will come back and take revenge. That fucking jerk.

“I will make you pay for what you did to me Eve even if I’ll seize to exist. What is more delicious revenge than to eradicate the one you love the most.” The dark figure said as it lean down and takes a piece of the glass and see Rianne, the Grand Queen of Evetora’s happy face. The figure suddenly laughs as it looks at the image on the piece of mirror. “Yes it is, sweet and painful indeed.” The dark figure said as it laughs menacingly when that dark figure turns the black cape covering its face suddenly drop to the ground revealing the now old, decaying and ugly looking… black goddess Sarina. She slowly is covered in dark mist and starts to disappear from where she is hiding while laughing m

She lay there until she was sure that the person was gone. Immediately she noticed that he was outta sight, she came out from the bed with cautious steps and went outside to peep, to see what was going on. Lots of dead bodies lay on the floor, people were murdered in cold blood that brought shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe that Beta Derek was so wicked that he didn't care about shedding innocent people's blood just for the throne. I couldn't believe how much my father trusted and respected him and yet he turned out to be our worst nightmare.

It was a face from his past, someone who shared his desire for revenge. "Killian Montgomery," George growled, his voice laced with malice. "It seems fate has brought us together once again. And this time, we will make them pay for what they've done." Killian Montgomery, a malevolent figure driven by his own dark ambitions, stepped into the light. His eyes gleamed with a twisted delight, reveling in the prospect of vengeance. A sinister alliance was formed as the two villains joined forces, their malevolence intertwining like tendrils of darkness.

I will make sure that I will get my revenge. Using Kelly's face, I made friends with Nieva. She was a stupid and gullible woman. Whenever we were together, I can't help but think how I would kill her. My desire to wrap my hand around her neck was too strong whenever we were alone. But of course, I know that killing her would be such a stupid move. I need to be close to her for me to be able to know what is going on between him and Greval. And of course, to keep an eye on this stupid woman.

’’ His dark eyes were wild, burning with an intense heat that left me utterly breathless, my lips swollen and wet. He didn't say another word after even though it felt like he was about to. He reached into his jacket pocket, pulled out a pen and tore a piece of the paper Derek had threw at him. His own work and scribbled something on it before sliding his hand down to the pocket of my dress. His rough knuckles brushed against the sensitive skin of my hip as he shoved the note deep inside. He patted my hip once, a dangerous smirk spreading across his face. “See you around, Mrs Vance.’’ he whispered, his voice dripping with sinister confidence.

That is what you get for challenging the syndicate. BACK AT SILVESTER'S house, he was able to make Dianne sleep at last. He has been struggling to give her continuous sleep but now she's sleeping like a baby. But this feels wrong, severely. He loves his deceased wife, he wants to take revenge and find the killer, but why is he here with Dianne? He felt as if he was betraying his wife and the guilt was consuming him as he looked at Dianne. Should he avoid her for the sake of his dead wife? This seems too unfair for Chloe despite her being deceased.

"And now, I'm here to make you pay." Recognition washed over me, and I realized the identity of this ominous figure. It was Marcus, a former associate whose path I had crossed years ago. The scars of our past encounter had never truly healed, and now he had resurfaced to exact his revenge. A hushed silence filled the room as Marcus continued his sinister monologue, recounting the details of our shared history, unveiling secrets long buried. His words cut deep, reopening wounds I had fought so hard to heal. But amidst the pain, a steely determination ignited within me.

“Why didn’t you let me reveal who you really are? I wanted to punch them so hard until their faces were ruined! I wanted to drag them through the mud and make them beg for mercy! Why did you let them talk to you like that? Why did you pretend you didn’t know them?” “Sister, it’s not the right time yet,” Selin replied, her voice soft and steady, completely calm, as if she was talking about something as simple as the weather. “If I reveal everything now, it ends too quickly. I want them to suffer first. I want them to feel confused, scared, unsure. I want to take everything they love, everything they care about, everything they are proud of… and crush it right in front of their faces, just lik