روايات وقصص ضمن A Soul's Revenge

The pain, so palpable, etched deep scars upon his soul, scars that would forever remind him of the treachery he had endured. As they stood there, locked in a battle of gazes, Darren felt the temptation to succumb to the darkness that beckoned him. Revenge whispered in his ear, its seductive voice promising sweet satisfaction. The urge to lash out, to make them feel the same pain that seared through his heart, surged within him like a tempest.

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.

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.

Thorn yelled above the thunder rolls, "I find you guilty of five hundred years of wrongs and over a hundred stolen souls.” She tried regaining her strength, but it was fading fast... The scream that finally tore from her was not one of rage but the sound of all the souls finally finding their freedom from the evil that had bound them. We all watched as hundreds of souls rose from the evil they could not escape. With a final cry, she fell, nothing left to her but black ashes that were blown away by the storm's wind. It was over. It only took one fatal blow. Kira signaled for Sarah, as Ryker had turned to leave, the cellar doors opened, and Sarah came out, helping her.

“You do know the bargain for power here is your soul, right?” “I do, and I am ready to give it up until dawn tomorrow.” “What happens tomorrow?” Mischief asked. He did not hesitate. “I return to reclaim my soul.” “Oh boy! Your charming skills are seductive, but it doesn’t work that way,” she cooed. “Then how does it work?” “We own your soul for all eternity. I am very sure you read that before you mastered the dark dimensions chant!” Doom growled at him, barely having a grip on his emotions.

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...!!!!'

Ever since that soul inside Levy had woken up, it had caused the light and dark sides to go to war with one another. While Levy wanted peace, the essence of her soul wanted revenge which created the two sides to fight. Sensing the seriousness in Logan’s voice, Levy nodded. She said to him, “I really want this piece of soul to leave my body. I don’t care if it’s related to my own past but I have no grudges in my heart.“ She understood why the witch wanted revenge after all, she had lost everything because of the shifter and the dark witch but Levy doubted that awakening of this piece of soul was anything good. Especially when she tried to kill Logan the second, she took over her body.

My body was alive, but my soul—my soul was splintered, fractured by years of being made small, by one night that ended with my son bleeding in my arms. And still, even now, I could hear Mia’s laugh. I shut my eyes, willing it away, but it clung to me. Maybe it always would. Maybe that was what revenge really was. Not anger. Not fire. But memory. Memory that never left you, that whispered in your ear when the world went quiet.

Olivia said. “You have no right to mention my grandfather,” Roxy said to the director who surprisingly was threatened by Roxy’s assault. “I am truly sorry for everything that took place in Sioux Falls. I can’t blame you for hating me,” “Than why are you keeping the soul for real?,” “I have my orders, but I realize that doesn’t change the past. After the soul has been neutralize and both realms are safe, you may take your revenge and end me,” “Director. You don’t mean that,” Sarah said. “I mean, SPEAR needs…,”

"Rowan is gone. My world is scarred. If I don’t do this, we all die anyway." I pressed the cables harder against my heart. Come to me, I thought. Use me. I am your sword. I am your revenge. The first soul hit me like a physical punch. It was an old woman who had died in the first harvest. Her memories flooded my brain: the smell of baking bread, the feel of a grandchild’s hand. Then came a soldier. Then a child. Then a hundred more.