A Sinister Revenge Novels & Stories

“God, you’re still as foolish as you were.” She took another step forward, her voice dropping. “I do wonder what Gerald ever saw in you.” Ice ran through my veins. She leaned in. “I don’t want money. I don’t want status. I already bounced back, turns out Sinclair had a lot of enemies across the whole fucking world! Enemies who are willing to do anything to watch him suffer! So no, Venus Sinclair the great I don’t want your pity. I want retribution. I want Aaron Sinclair to suffer the way I suffered. The way my family suffered.”

“Now that you're here, I have a job I need you to do for me." “Who am I hunting ?” His eyes glinted manically as his lips curled over his fangs. 'The cunning fox’ they called him. I had heard some rumours about us, the Crimson Alpha and his sadistic beta, the Cunning Fox. I had to admit, most of the stories were true. Soren was almost as bad as I am, his brown fur made it difficult for you to see him until he killed you. It made him extremely gifted in stealth and hunts, and it helped that he had a darkness that matched mine.

A second later, the door slammed shut hard enough to shake the room. I hid in the corner with my face buried in my arms. I bit my lip until it split just to keep from making a sound. My face was already wet with tears. With trembling fingers, I tapped on my phone and stared as the photo of my sister and I lit up on the screen. I couldn't believe the woman whom I thought was my only hope was actually the one who had murdered my sister and ruined my life. And she had done it all for Quinton. Now, she was about to destroy whatever future I had left for Quinton, too!

His sharp eyes cannot be separated from the woman. "You better not bother too much thinking about what I'm going to do. Go back to university! Don't do this again or I'll confiscate all your favorite things." Lester said again seriously. The woman who was as high as Lester's chest puffed out her cheeks in disgust. "You can't do it!" She screamed irritably. Made the man in front of her let out a low snort. "You will know the consequences if you violate what I say." Lester said one last time before then the man resumed his delayed footsteps. Leaving the woman who was now staring at him with gleaming sharp eyes.

His voice was barely audible, lost in the cacophony of panic that reigned outside his window. As the night deepened, the city pulsed with a mix of scandal and anticipation. Aurora retreated into the safe cocoon of her apartment, yet even there, every shadow seemed to whisper of impending danger. She paced the length of her living room, replaying the chain of events in her mind. The satisfaction of seeing Dorian’s world crumble was undeniable, but the cryptic message gnawed at her. It was a reminder that in the intricate dance of revenge, one could never be sure who might be watching—or waiting.

i never felt fear but from yesterday after the encounter with that hulk it seemed as if his dark aura settled around me trying to scare me everytime . His eyes are on her every move , Just correct time amore and you will be with me ~ The Sinner

“But then I heard about Topher’s big, stupid Halloween party. And it just… I snapped. It hit me so hard. Not because I felt left out or actually wanted to go or anything. But I was like, no. No fucking way is he going to get away with moving on, and throwing parties, and having a grand ol’ spiffy time after what he did to me. He put my entire future career at risk, Wick. That fucker doesn’t deserve a happy ending, so… So I’m going over there tonight and I’m leaving my stupid bra that he gave me along with a fake used condom in his room so he’ll think I moved on and had sex on his bed with someone else. And he’s going to feel my goddamn wrath. He’s going to see up close and personal just how

The lines between hate and love blurred, forcing her to confront the complexities of her own emotions. As the silence lingered, Florida and Beta found themselves caught in a delicate dance—a dance of revelations and unspoken truths, where past wounds collided with unexpected connections. In this pivotal moment, Florida's journey of revenge took an unforeseen turn, opening a path to rediscovering the depths of her own heart and the possibility of forgiveness.

He appeared to be teetering on the edge of losing control. "Your mouth, it runs a lot and we have a promise to keep. Unfortunately for you, Avelina, we can't spare the luxury of allowing you a heartfelt conversation with your dear old dad. We'd end up losing our patience till the end and might end up killing you and him with our very hand," A sinister smile took over Dante's lips, but behind that smile and beneath the fury in Matteo's eyes there was something strange and dense— A deep urge of revenge as if it was something they'd been waiting for years— It was the ultimate mission of their lives— one that kept them alive.

Dorian was shaking beside me, his eyes fixed on the fire. "He’s still in there," Dorian whispered. "No," I said, my voice hardening into steel as I stood up. I looked at the encrypted coordinates glowing on the screen. "He’s a Santoro. He’s too arrogant to die in a pile of rust." I turned away from the fire, looking toward the dark outline of the Veronesi factory in the distance. The "Regret" had done its job. Now, it was time for the "Revenge."