A Suitable Vengeance Novels & Stories

So, how should we go about doing this since Covey is gone? Well, we play into their hand. They expect us to not feel the mate bond with Euan, which we don’t, and we get as much information as we can before we kill the fuckers. I could see her lips curled back in a cruel smile, her small, pointed teeth making that smile even creepier than it would have been with regular teeth. Damn that smile was creepy. I hear the sound of a key being put into the lock on the door and then the sound of the lock disengaging.

In quest for vengeance, Cassio became an heartless monster, until he met Skylar. His search for the unknown Mafia that had attacked the night his mum died made him, attack every Mafia cult in Italy, defeating everyone of them until. The red dragons became the most feared Mafia in Italy ever since then, not until he met Skylar and things were begining to change. He became cool, he hardly kill anyone when he gets angry especially when he was with Skylar, he had started getting used to forgiving people when they made him angry. Many people thought Skylar was putting him under some psychological training, while some thought, she was his girlfriend and love overcame all the evil in him

I said cheerfully, "you're invited to our upcoming wedding." That's all. This is I will begin mine for vengeance. I'm going to hurt them one by one. Not physically but mentally and emotionally. I just stared at them intently. I'm not sure what they'll think of me, but the important thing is that I can exact my vengeance. "W-wedding?" She stammered. "Yup, it's close. Come on, I'll send you an invitation card." I said. I just looked into his eyes.

I wiped my tears and looked straight into her eyes. "You can take your money to hell for all I care. I will never accept it. I wish both of you rot in your grave. But before I leave, I need you to know that, it won't end here. I will come for you and your son when it is VENGEANCE HOUR, even if it will be a hundred years from now" I said with so much determination and stood up but stopped by the door of the limousine and looked back at her with a straight face.

BANG-BANG-BANG! Blinding white light and disorienting shockwaves erupted through the chamber. Sophia screamed hysterically, covering her eyes as she fell to her knees. The mercenaries stumbled back, blinded and disoriented, firing wild, aimless bursts into the smoke. Out of the blinding haze, a shadow emerged. He didn't take cover. He didn't flinch. Damian Vance walked through the fire and smoke like an invincible god of vengeance. He wore a fresh, dark tactical suit, his broad chest unyielding, a silenced submachine gun held in his right hand. With terrifying, mechanical precision, Damian raised his weapon.

He didn't look like a man; he looked like the physical embodiment of absolute vengeance. Julian didn't hesitate for a microsecond. Moving with feral, terrifying speed, he grabbed Richard Vance by the throat, violently lifting the mastermind completely off the floor. "You touched my wife," Julian whispered, his velvet voice a raw, demonic promise of unadulterated annihilation. "The boy!" Richard choked, desperately fumbling for the secondary detonator in his pocket. "I'll blow the boy—" Julian didn't give him the chance. With a brutal, merciless twist, Julian drove his heavy combat knife directly into Richard’s chest, completely severing the spinal cord and instantly dropping the sovereign to

Zach’s main focus was to find people responsible for her death. They would suffer the same fate as she did or worse. The very thought of his revenge plan brought a bad taste to his mouth. But it had to be done. Otherwise, he would not experience any peace. As he was driven towards his new house, his car drove slowly past the Kent Mansion. The sprawling entrance to the home served as a bitter reminder of his past life. When he had accepted life as it came along. But not anymore.

And yet, once again, Vittoria had come within a breath of being torn from his arms, and the thought of it carved into him like a buried blade, splitting open wounds that bled in silence. ‘It’s time to collect what’s owed… and this one will be paid in blood.’ Vincenzo thought, craving vengeance without the slightest trace of remorse, because their enemies had dared to put Vittoria at risk. His fingers slid through her hair in a reverent touch, while the fury simmering under his skin hardened into a promise of retaliation. “Bella, we need to keep moving.” Vincenzo said, aware that staying there was far too dangerous, especially when they could still be hunted.

* Blood Venom Pack* Anita wasn't able to get a proper rest. She couldn't stop thinking about the yesterday attack and the consequences of her action. What if she had come late or didn't even come at all, will that mark the end of everything? She really felt guilty for what happened and blamed no one but herself. But this doesn't change her quest of getting her vengeance! Anita went out of her chamber, wanting to scan the whole community and see it condition now. At this moment, Andrea caught sight of Anita and waved at her.

Dark silk, soft and flowing. “I’m sorry,” he said. And then he left me standing in the silence of his office. I was angry instantly. This men are not just werewolves killers. They are also men without morals. I carried the dress back to my room like. Every step, my mind spun faster. If I entered Lucan’s chamber, could I kill him, will I survive it? Would it even matter?