A Story Of Vengeance Novels & Stories

“You were only a child back then when your mother was murdered. Anyone would have wanted revenge for that—” Yuri cut Ren off. “I knew what was going to happen,” she stated, not looking at Ren, and the guy could only stare at Yuri. “I knew what was going to happen if I pursued the path of vengeance. My mother and uncle have never really told me what my uncle did when I was a child. But I’ve learned enough from my mother that I actually knew the nature of his job.” Yuri gave out a small sigh. “Hatred and vengeance begets nothing but more pain and suffering. My mother told me that enough times in the past.” She sighed. “But I didn’t care. Now…I suppose I’m paying the price for my decision.”

A cold man was HOW I once considered myself, but since the day I watched the woman I vowed to spend my life with, the one I chose to have my babies get shot, something in me was born, and my once unfeeling soul felt a burning fire for answers, with it an undeterred need for vengeance. I knew the path I was taking didn’t just end with bloodshed, because the people I was going to end would just be the beginning. Vengeance never sat dormant, nor did it perish in time. It was waiting for a perfect moment to be born, a gap in the story to rear its head. Beggar showed me that, the day she put a bullet in Zero’s brother. The brother still wonders how she could love him and kill his family. He is pe

Seeing him stand up for me made me feel so special. Mandy clenched her fists firmly, "that loose lip." "Yea, how dare he? No one has ever called us dumb or stupid." Mckayla added. "We are gonna shift our focus from Trina." "What?" Mckayla raised her brows. "Trina will no longer be our target. Jake will. We are gonna make his life miserable and make him regret choosing that ugly Trina over us. I learnt that his birthday is next week. We are gonna ruin his party for him using Trina."

I was dying. With a low wince, I called out into the darkness. “Hear me, Moon Goddess! I've faced betrayal… I've faced death… I'm nearly dead but I seek vengeance! I swear vengeance on those who wish me dead. I will cling to the hatred for those who wronged me and I will make them pay! I will rewrite my story. I will!” My insides were chilly. I was fading away. With one last whisper, I called out to the Goddess again. “Let me have justice.”

she answered, still wiping the frame. “But it's just a photo,” I said bitterly. Mama's hand stiffened and she looked up at me. “It's not just a photo, Vittoria. It's a memory.” I shook my head at her, crossing my arms on my chest. “If you say so. But wiping his photo won't make the people who killed him suffer.” She carefully placed the photo back on the table. “Revenge won't bring him back Vittoria.” She replied gently, her voice barely above a whisper.

Emani came from the other end. “If I am allowed to restart, I won't make the mistake of not choosing you as my groom.” Cassandra kissed her husband so hard that the guests went on cheering. She held onto her little family with so much love and pride. “I am a beauty of vengeance and I gain love on my journey” <> Bebesan7 THE END

The memory of her family's betrayal haunted her every waking moment, fueling a fire of vengeance that burned relentlessly in her heart. With each passing day, she delved deeper into the shadows of the criminal underworld, honing her skills as a lawyer by day and a clandestine operative by night. She sought out allies in the most unlikely of places, forming alliances with those who shared her desire for justice and retribution. Amari's quest for vengeance took her to the darkest corners of the city, where she encountered danger at every turn. But she refused to back down, drawing strength from the memory of her family's betrayal and the burning desire for retribution that fueled her every ste

I came to Vane Capital to destroy the man who murdered my father’s legacy. But I didn't expect to be caught mid-hack by Julian Vane himself. ​Now, I’m his 'Golden Captive'—blackmailed into a deadly game of corporate espionage. Locked in his penthouse, I’m forced to work inches away from the man I swore to ruin. But as bullets fly and the real traitor emerges from the shadows, I realize that Julian isn't the monster I memorized. He’s a victim of the same conspiracy that crushed my family. ​In a world of blood and binary, the line between revenge and desire is razor-thin. I was the 'Ghost' in his machine, but now, I’m the only one who can keep us both alive. The hunt is on, and this time, we

His arm was broken, so why should yours stay whole? His screams filled the room, but I did not flinch. I waved a hand toward the men outside. "Didn't you two like burying people alive? Then you can bury each other this time." Celeste did not resist. I tied them together and tossed them both into the pit. Vincent kept clawing upward, desperate to live. Every time he made it near the top, I kicked him back down. The woman wanted to die, and the man wanted to live. So, I made sure neither got what they wanted.

“I hope so too, Mila. Take care.” “I will. You too.” She turned and walked toward the nurse's desk, practically floating on joy. I lingered behind, a whirlwind of questions clawing at me—about Zachary, about Nicole, about what Mila had just told me. The Bomers had a lot of skeletons in their closet. But one thing was sure. I was not going to let Vance and his mother take what belongs to me. I was going to get back at them for what they did to me too. I would get back what was mine. I would have justice and vengeance.