A Sinister Revenge Novels & Stories

me: " if you are Hayden LI.. and the great business man.. then why did you joined as my father assistant and married me.. " Hayden: " oh you want answer.. ask your dad.. oh I just forgot to say.. from now onwards you won't go out of here... fine let me tell me.. I just joined your father company.. to take my revenge... " Listening to this, I felt like my world collapsed... ' revenge... what revenge...!!!!'

I was stepping into unfamiliar territory, risking everything for a chance at revenge. A figure emerged from the shadows, a tall and imposing man with a cold gaze. It was Blake, the alpha of the rival pack. His piercing eyes met mine, assessing me with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion. "You're brave—or foolish—to come alone, Ashley," Blake said, his voice carrying a low, rumbling tone. "What brings you here?" "I seek an alliance," I replied, my voice firm and resolute. "I've had a falling out with my alpha, Matt. I want to take him down, and I believe we can achieve that together."

Manufacturing her illness. From the very beginning, she had never been sick at all. She had used masterful acting and calculated deception to fool everyone. Even him. Even the pack doctors. And she had used this lie to push me toward death's door. Marcus's chest heaved violently. His wolf was howling inside his mind, demanding blood. The betrayal cut deeper than any silver blade. He grabbed his car keys and stormed out of his office, his face twisted with rage. In the main living room of the pack house, Celeste was still clinging to Mom's arm.

Then I got out of the car and set it on fire and ran far from it then watched it explode from afar. "Very soon...I'll come for you, Vladimir. Enjoy your life as much as you can in the meantime." I walked towards the car I left there the previous day, slid into the driver's seat and drove back home with a feeling of satisfaction. I was going to finish my revenge, I was goig to end every single person who was involved in the ruination of my life and I was gonna do it in the worst ways possible. ** The Next Day I stood in front of my Target as he approached me. He just came from Australia and I was posing as his driver.

He was a stagehand in the wings, and he knew the most devastating damage often occurred between acts, in the shadows, where no one was looking. Alaric Harper, humiliated and smaller, began to scheme his revenge. It would not be dynamite, but a slow, corrupting poison. He would not destroy their bodies or their money this time. He would destroy their trust. He would make their mission a prison, and their love a burden.

I asked. Sinclair sighed, “Aric, if there is something I learned from being a hitman, it is that nothing is ever what it seems on the surface. Why would someone grab me? Did our parents ever look for me? Was I payment? Was I away for someone to get revenge against our parents? If so, why? Kidnapping a newborn from the hospital and then dumping said newborn in an orphanage is an act of revenge against the parents. No one does something like that because they are crazy. They do something like that because they are calculative.” In all of the excitement of Sinclair possibly being my sister, I hadn’t stopped to think that far ahead. I mean, I have, but not to that extent.

Martin Garcia, a cold, arrogant and ruthless business man in New York, his presence alone will make your knees weak and make you tremble. He is well know amongst the ladies for his looks and feared by many for being a mafia in the dark world. To Amber, he is the man she adores the most in the world, she looks up to him for everything and even though their relationship isn't good, she would move heaven and hell for her beloved father.

He did whatever his mother told him. And because I loved him, I let it go as long as it wasn’t too much. However, I never imagined that even in something like this, he’d side with his family to deceive me. He had completely betrayed my trust. Just then, as the cameraman following us finally lowered his gear, Mira suddenly lunged forward, snatched up the camera, and smashed it hard against the ground. She pulled out a knife and held it to her neck. “Fine! You think you’re so tough? I won’t make you pay me back. But listen, what happened today stays here. Nobody messes with the money I made online!

Bruce asked further " I thought you said you were pure!" Shaw stressed " Fine! Am not! Am harbouring a revenge in me!" Jasper spilled out angrily " Revenge!" Bruce muttered "Revenge for what? Why?" Shaw added "My sister was raped and killed by my close friends and I have to avenge her death!" Jasper raised his voice angrily " Urn" Bruce and shaw was shocked as they felt annoyed instantly "That's why your eyes were red!" Shaw added " What do you mean?" Jasper asked curiously

Magnus was still asleep, his arm wrapped tightly around her waist—not so forcefully as to hurt her, but firm enough that she couldn’t break free. Senna raised her head slightly and looked at his closed eyes and strikingly handsome face. Her gaze narrowed, a sharp, murderous glint flashing through her eyes. The man who had framed her and caused her brother’s death was right in front of her. This was a once-in-a-lifetime chance for revenge. She had to do it. She had stayed by his side for this very purpose. Gritting her teeth, Senna reached into the pillow, her fingers closing around the cold steel of a sharp dagger. A glint of cold light flickered as she slowly aimed the tip at the man’s hear