Romans & histoires A Vengeful Fate

the one that was already filled with my insatiable desire for vengeance? I felt my heart burning with more hate for the beast standing in front of me—if that was even possible because I knew I had reached the maximum level of hate a human can have for another. "Thank you," the words burned my throat. Thank you? for what exactly? killing my father? making me miserable? destroying my carefully planned life and ambition? The irony was unbearable.

Her fists clenched tightly, knuckles white from the force of her anger. At that moment, she knew she had to find a way to overcome this injustice. The vampires had taken so much from her - her loved ones, her sense of safety, and now, even her own life seemed threatened. But she refused to give in to despair. Instead, she vowed to train harder, to become stronger, and to one day exact her revenge on the creatures that had brought her so much pain. Her determination burned bright within her, a beacon of hope amidst the darkness that surrounded her. And as she lay there, battered and bruised, she knew that this was only the beginning of her journey towards Vengeance.

I rose, my body thrumming with power, with hatred, with the memory of his face and the way he’d dared to reach for me. Tomorrow, the moon would fade. And with it, my chance. Tonight was all I had. I would not fail again. Not when my mother’s wrath was waiting. Not when his bloodline had cursed us all. Not when the promise of vengeance burned hotter than the fire in my veins. I pressed my palm to the stone wall, staring out at the silver sky. “Royal,” I whispered, my lips curling into a bitter smile. “Your heart will beat in my hand before dawn.”

But I never saw the bitterness brewing beneath it all. It wasn’t until the day I died that the truth hit me. The fire tore through my skin, but all I could feel was the burning need for revenge. A vengeance so deep, it threatened to consume everything in its path. I wasn’t just given a second chance to make things right with Sebastian. I was given a second chance to destroy those who destroyed me. I was reborn through flames. And I will lay waste to them all. I lay down again, but I couldn't sleep.

“Then I’ll turn the curse on you.” He leaned down, so close I could feel the cold of him sinking into my skin. “You’ll try. And in trying, you’ll become exactly what you fear. I’ve seen it. I’ve seen you, years from now. Crowned in bone, your daughter at your feet, your lover broken by your hand. You don’t escape your fate, girl. You inherit it.” My stomach lurched. His words struck deeper than any blade. My hands shook—not from fear, but fury. “Then I’ll burn fate itself before I let it claim me.”

They did nothing wrong but desire to take revenge which was their right in the firt place! Why was fate so cruel?

A fire that held out the hope of retaliation—that one day, I would rise above those who had devastated my life and exact my vengeance on them. I knew I had a rough road ahead of me, and that my quest for vengeance would demand many pains and sacrifices. However, I was ready to put up with everything and wait patiently for the day I could express my true intentions. I looked out of the window at the starry night, and I felt instantly more purposeful than before. The chamber may have brought back bitter and betraying memories, but it also marked the beginning of a new phase in which I would wait patiently for the right moment to take vengeance and ultimately bring destruction upon those who ha

Jimmy smiled, but it was a bitter, calculated smile. "What I want... is revenge." He looked at Gutemberg with eyes burning with fury. "I’m going to make you pay for everything that happened, for what was stolen from me. And if that means destroying everyone you love, then I will. I won’t let you get away with everything you made me go through."

His angry eyes pierced into mine, I receded in discomfort when he clasped my neck. "Where do you think you're going to princess!?." He yells making everywhere shake. "Please, let me go." I beseeched in tears. "I'll destroy you the same way I killed your father, the king." His grip on my neck became tighter, his eyes glowed red as I began to cough out black blood. I was suffocating, my vision became blur, all I could see is darkness taking over me. "Your powers are weak just like your father...." He whispers.

she said cautiously trying not to enrage him. "So do you hate me now? Or felt pity, and that's why you forgave me easily?" He asked, his words not sounding calm. "I neither hate you nor felt pity. What you did was out of emotions. The situation you was in might led to anything or something worse than you did. I don't judge you for that. I neither felt pity because you took your revenge. You made your life better on your own like every adult but it was really something courageous. And maybe the behavior you had with me or everything you did might be the consequence of your disturbed past. So I neither judged you nor felt sentimental but I felt your pain of losing your mother. Because I also l