A Vengeful Fate Mga Nobela at Kwento

It felt like a distant dream, yet I could taste it, the vengeance. After four years, fate had done it. It had put me in front of the man I hated most in the world. Rage blinded me and all I wanted to do was drive a dagger into his chest, the same way he had done to Rivan. Blood rushed to my ears and my thoughts aligned in just one way. Maybe the moon goddess did not listen to the prayers of the helpless, but she did listen to the prayers of the vengeful and she had brought my enemy right into my orbit.

FURY. It surged through her veins like wildfire racing over parched ground, hot enough to burn away every trembling thought. Her breath hitched, her vision narrowed, and the world became nothing but him. Cian’s sneer, his hand digging into her waist, the cold certainty in his eyes that she would break.

They would have killed him but a man in his mid forties saved him and took him in. He took care of him. He made sure Mile regained all his strength. He trained him to be strong. He taught him to fight. And only then Mile got to know that the man belongs to the Mafia. The dark side of the world. Mile could leave it if he wanted to. But he didn’t. Power.... Money.. What else one needs? He got everything after that kind man died. He gave everything to Mile. And since then his men were loyal to Mile. He met Natt during an exhibition for the business market. He was taking chances to expand his business of fruits and vegetables import export. But lost his heart.

Oh, my dear Zoey…" he drawled as he moved away from her. "Zoey," he said softly, his voice dripping with calmness. "I don't believe in remission, there is nothing like forgiveness. I am Lynx Vance, I believe in revenge, I believe in vengeance. Vanessa and Alexander will pay for their betrayal with their lives, and that useless thing in Vanessa's belly will face his doom soon," Lynx said firmly.

"Aunt I don't understand" "Pain, cruelty, betrayal, lost love, destined mate, two fated yet trapped souls, war for vengeance, thirst for blood, quest for victory, which will triumph. A journey, battle of life and death, blood for blood, a soul for a soul, love against love, can true fate conquer. This is all I see for what I see is beyond my comprehension as a descendant of demon, and a witch" "This is quite serious Aunt" "Ursula their fate has already been written it's quite a bloody one more like a dangerous game"

“I don't even care anymore. I’m just... tired. Let me stay here. I don't want to go back and see his face or feel that steel in my ribs again.” The tears I’d been holding back while they marched me to the platform finally gave way. They were hot and messy, and I couldn't stop them. “The threads of fate are tangled,” the Goddess declared softly but with confidence. “The Eclipse Star pack is doomed to burn. Zebub is a rot in the heart of the wolves, an invasive shadow that will grow until it chokes everything around her. If she remains, the pack will fall to the rogues within five years. Vance is too stupid to see he’s being played, blinded by a false bond, and your father's line will be wiped

It had just one room and a living room, but the furniture was exquisite, and it's a spacious place. I kick off my heels and fall onto my bed, staring at the ceiling. My life has taken a turn for the strange. I hate Dante but... he's a little bit human. Not the evil villain I expected. He's just a little stuck-up. Or maybe very stuck-up. But it's not just about my revenge. The lives of so many other people are on the line—so many other girls. Rolling off the bed, I pull the bedside drawer open and pull out an old photo.

He saw how he had thrown my body into a ravine to rot after exploiting my entire family to secure his position as Alpha. ​"W-What is this...?" Vance shrieked hysterically, shaking his head violently as if trying to rip a ghost out of his skull. "No... this never happened! Who the hell are you?!" ​"I am the Thalia you murdered in the dark, Vance," I whispered directly into his ear, my voice dripping with a vengeful satisfaction so profound it pulled a silent tear from the corner of my eye. I wasn't crying from sadness; I was crying because the suffocating weight I had carried alone since being reborn was finally lifted tonight.

I could almost see Rose’s face in my mind, smiling with Aiden somewhere out there, thinking that she was safe. Then, I tilted my head toward the window and the moon was shining faintly. The calm light fell on my pale face. “Rose,” I whispered one last time, my voice low and filled with venom. “I swear, on this moon, that you will pay for this. I’ll make you disappear from Aiden’s life forever. And when he sees your dead body, he’ll wish he never betrayed me. He’ll wish he never left me standing there.” I sniffed in some mucus, wiping my face with my hands. “I hate you Aiden. I hate you Rose. I hate you both. I’m going to kill you Rose. Await my revenge.”

It doesn’t take long. I find it—coiled, alive, a hungry thing latched onto his spirit. The moment I try to pull it out, it resists like a serpent snapping its fangs. The darkness rebounds violently, snapping back to him with every tug, wrapping itself tighter like barbed wire. I realize, with sickening clarity, that it’s feeding off him. Drawing strength from his blood. His life. He’s not just poisoned—he’s being consumed. Desperation claws at me. I try again. And again.