A Vengeful Fate Novels & Stories

The person wore a black mask. "Revenge, huh... but it's not mine and not my responsibility," I murmured, recalling Edvans' memories. Prince Edvans truly cursed the betrayal he experienced, but unfortunately, he was betrayed due to his own naivety. He was killed, and his body was randomly teleported and ended up in the Castalla Forest. His body was likely regenerated by the god and filled with my current soul. Our memories and destinies have become intertwined. "It seems I need to come up with a plan starting now," I murmured with a sigh.

And after all, every person has different attributes- how could his brother blame him? His anguish had a threshold. His honor could stay to an extent. It was because his father crossed that bar that his regard and devotion, his pure-child love, turned into raging hate. And now he was steering to ruin them. He was going on to release the darkness. And all the lost kingdom would be his. All his envy, all his rage, will be upon them and he won't cede. They had imprisoned him for eternity, but he would be back. Back for vengeance. The god damn satisfaction of watching them at the bottom of a bottle. He was moving to destroy them, destroy the prince his brother loved so much. He was going to make

"So, from the moment your family left Aurous Hill, you had the fate of the ascending dragon." Charlie muttered, Vera's voice echoing in his ears, "No wonder Vera said that my father should not have the fate of the dragon, or Mr. Chardon would not have killed him. So, he stripped his own fate and gave it to me..." Raymond said, "Stripping one’s fate is a fatally dangerous action. Not only that, but it is also rare to successfully strip the fate and bless it upon another person. Thankfully, your father succeeded." As he spoke of this, he suddenly jolted and explained, "It was not your father-in-law who accidentally broke the Yuhuchun vase. The Apocalyptic Book in the vase sensed the fate of th

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.

They’d seen this situation play out time and again, and they knew their roles. Guide the vengeful collector to her victor in the end. If the wolves fail to guide the victim to her bounty and success, then they, too, are returned to the bin of tortured wolfen souls. They’ve seen their fellow wolf guides fail in the past, and this was not something they would expect for themselves. They’ve earned their place and chance at rebirth. All they needed to do was aid and guide the forgotten, as the vengeful souls were referred to as. This female, deceased before them, was their path to being united with the Goddess and forgiven for their past wrongdoings. Much like the female before them, they too so

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