A Sinister Revenge Novels & Stories

“She’s just a maid. I noticed I couldn’t really kill you because of Sinclair so I resorted to being close to you so I would be your friend. I used that idea to get close to you and make you see me as a friend. I earned your trust so you would leave your children with me so that I could enact my revenge on you. “Revenge for stealing my man and here we are, still about to end this charade. Either way, I am glad that everything has happened this way because I’ll show you who truly holds the cards.” “All of this so you could steal children you could never make,” I scoffed. “You really are pathetic.” “If I kill them, maybe you’ll stop with the insults.”

" Bitch, I'm gonna ask for the second time , who sent you? Tell me now or I'm gonna shoot both your legs after fucking your little pussy. Slut." And that's what it takes as I start to shudder Internally. " Breathe baby , use the knife. I'm in and I'll take it from there. " Gray tells me through the mic. " One..." Sinister begins to count. "Fine , I'll talk." I bring out my hand from under the table as I stab sinister's hand against the table and he screams. Before his men tries to pull out their guns from their belts. Gray shoots both of them.

As long as Vincent clung to life with one kidney, he’d join her, charged as an accomplice to kidnapping and murder. This time, I’d be sure to wish them a long, happy life together—behind bars. Realizing her situation at last, Denise dropped her gaze and stopped meeting my eyes. Her face was pale, drained of any fight, as she followed the police out. … With my revenge complete, there was no rush of satisfaction, no real sense of triumph. It all felt strangely hollow.

For a second I envied her. But envy was useless. Revenge was useful. And revenge required action. I sat down on my bare mattress, pulled out my phone, and opened a new note. Madden Lighter. Natalie Vasquez. Professor Vance. Helena Vance. Myles Clay. Ashley Grant. Six names. Six suspects. And somewhere among them, at least one killer. I stared at the list until my eyes burned, until the letters blurred and swam, until the pain in my side throbbed in time with my heartbeat.

“Lucian if you are here to pay respects at my father's memorial, I suggest you sit and let the ceremony carry on. Do not cause any distraction, we will sort out whatever issue we have later on.” I clenched my jaw, my anger simmering just beneath the surface. For years, I had lived in the shadow, which made my revenge slower than I wanted. I decided to show my face to Damon now to let him know I was ready to take back what was rightfully mine. With how impatient he is, I know showing myself to him would greatly trouble him, I was certain he was going to snap and try to stage an attack on me, and that was exactly what I wanted. He needed to come to me on his own. Straightening my tie, I replie

“That’s right, Martin. I did it for Mom’s own good. “Don’t you think she’s been acting like a completely different person since she suddenly came back to life? “Situations like this usually mean she needs a man, or, like Rose, she’s just jealous of my good fortune, and so she’s deliberately targeting me. “If it really comes to it, we should just send Mom to a psychiatric hospital.” At that point, I could no longer endure it and violently overturned the coffee table. Everything on it clattered to the floor. Water spilled everywhere as all three of them sprang to their feet, faces filled with terror. I was just about to slap Penny across the face when she suddenly thrust out her stomach and sc

“That is the worst thing you could have done! If you want me to still do your bidding, you need to stop stalking me and trying to kill Alexander!” It happened in a flash. One moment, he was in his seat, and the next, he was standing right in front of me. He was so fast that I didn’t even register when he left his seat to hit me hard across my face. My head snapped back, and I fell a couple of steps back, muzzled with my head swimming with stars. I saw so many stars that I was beginning to drown in them. Then he grabbed my neck and forced my eyes open. I stared into his face—his pale, malevolent face. Lucas was sneering at me.

He didn’t know I had come home and caught him fucking my best friend. The fury bubbled up in my chest like hot bile that wanted to explode. I wanted Revenge. I wanted to hurt him. I wanted to take everything I had ever given him. But I could not act rashly. I had to secure my assets, my money and my future… Then, I would destroy him the way he destroyed my heart. I took a breath and forced sweetness into my voice. "I'm on my way home now, baby." He sounded thrilled. "Great! I have someone I want you to meet."

She wiped my tears and gave me a tender smile, “I have seen the way he looks at you, I know he’s into you… trust me, you can revenge on him by making him believe that you can fall in love with him too,” "B...But, I can't... I can't love a man who kills, rapes, sins without acknowledging, I can't ever love him," I hiccupped again, my chest blocked with anxiety. If he could kill anyone, he would kill me too, as easily as blowing the dust away from the tip of his fingers.

It doesn’t change the fact that Ava lured Scar to attack her, and put Scar behind bars with that; nor does it change Ava’s lie, or the fact that this mysterious person was able to do it only because he trusted Ava with access to their house. He wanted to punish Ava by returning everything she did to Scar. He even thought about letting Scar do whatever she could to Ava if that helps Scar. But his plan doesn’t involve Silco. The mysterious man complicates everything. “You want to hurt me? Then deal with me. Let me be your partner in your revenge,” Sebastian closes his eyes, burying the tornado of pain deep into his soul and gazing at her with only calming gazes, “I’ll hand you my everything, a