A Vengeful Fate Novels & Stories

"You thought you could steal Devin's attention, his devotion! But I will ensure that your world crumbles around you. I will dismantle every ounce of joy you've ever known. Your tears will be a symphony of my triumph, and your suffering will be the foundation upon which I build my revenge!" With a final scream of rage, Eros slammed his fists against the cold stone walls, the echoes reverberating through the chamber like a declaration of his malicious intent. His mind consumed by a dark purpose, he vowed to exact his vengeance, driven by his jealousy, insecurity, and the overwhelming desire to avenge the loss of his "God." “I will kill each one of you… until you beg for my mercy, Azure,” He pr

Bringing everything back into balance. I looked down at my two newest cumsluts both laying on the ground shuddering in the perpetual orgasmic state I'd left their bodies in and I grew angry. These two women and their fellow aspect of fate had not done their job properly. I'd seen things they'd missed as I'd rooted around in their minds. The pain and suffering I'd gone through had not been necessary for me to become the agent of balance they were calling their vengeance. I had been destined to become the agent of balance from before my conception. They were supposed to keep me from the disaster that caused me headaches most of my life and the abuse that had been heaped on me. Instead because

He cares about no one but himself, he is inhuman, I can’t believe I fell for him. "Here is your money." Abu threw a bag of cash at me. How inhuman is he? Despite everything he did, he feels like it’s okay, he has no shame and he thinks his filthy money is going to cover up for what he did. But thinking about it makes me feel like I’m the murderer, if I didn’t sign that contract, Khalil will be fine. He will be okay, nothing would have happened to me. "Afraah, please leave. It’s getting very late." Abu said

“But you forgot—she’s not just fire now. She’s something older than most of you here. If you could kill her, you would have done it aeons ago. And now she’s memory, vengeance, and fate. And may the divine help us all.”

I chuckle as I let the images wash over me. “They tried for years to give him an heir. One day while he was away, she began to feel pain. She found out later on it was the pains of betrayal. Years later, she found out she was, in fact, pregnant. She was in the forest gathering herbs to help with morning sickness when she was hit with the pain again and she passed out. Waking the next day, she realised she had lost her child. In her despair, she went looking for Merrick, only to see him with a pregnant female and a little boy holding his hand. The pain was not only the pains of betrayal, but he had also marked the female. So, in her anger, she confronted him. They argued, and she snapped. She

His jaw got clenched as that picture raked old memories which were filled with miseries, sorrows, rage and vengeance. "I know what I am doing is wrong but there are times brother when you need to be selfish. Xavier and his father had made us cry a lot. Maybe you have forgotten their treachery and forgiven them but I haven't. That fire of vengeance is still alive in my heart and Rosaline's betrayal has only fanned the flames of my revenge more. Now that fire will devour everyone. I won't spare anyone and Xavier, you have played enough. You have laughed enough now it's time for you to pay for your as well as for your father's sins." *****

“One more move. One more misstep. And he’s mine.” The flames of vengeance never faded. They simply waited to be fed. And tonight, I was ready to burn the world.

They were filled with fury and something I couldn’t quite read. “Kale Vale” I muttered. I overheard Hayden and the pack discussing him once. He was our enemy, but fate had brought me to him. I'll use his vengeance to light my own. And when the time came, Hayden and everyone who betrayed me would fall — by my hand or his.

she said. I scoffed quietly. “Why not?” “Because fate is already listening.” I hated when she spoke like that. Always in riddles. Always like she knew more than she allowed herself to say. I swallowed a sip of tea bitterly. “He deserved worse.” “Yes,” she agreed calmly. “But vengeance is greedy. Feed it once and it demands more.” My jaw tightened. “You expect me to forgive them?” “No.” “Then what exactly do you want from me?” Madam Lavinge turned toward me fully now. Her eyes looked older this morning. Heavy and tired. “I want you to survive what is coming.”

Virgil PoV. I sat on my throne, my left hand resting against the cold armrest while my toes tapped an irregular rhythm on the black marble floor. I had waited far too long, expending every ounce of patience for each step of my meticulously crafted plan for revenge, a vengeance rooted deep within me. Now, my anger consumed what little control I had left. The thought of Selena’s offspring has echoed in my mind since Valeria's death. She was the target of my wrath, a tool to be destroyed to lure her mother into my grasp for the crime of taking Valeria from me.