Ablaze With Vengeance Chinese Drama Novels & Stories

But Wendy only wanted to burn the camellias—she didn’t care how much else was destroyed. Renee wanted to escalate the situation. After Wendy left, she pulled out the lighter and set more fires. But she misjudged the wind, and a flame licked her arm as she tried to ignite more leaves. The silk blouse Susanne had gifted her was instantly scorched, leaving a large hole. She managed to smother the fire, but not before burning her arm. At first, the burn wasn’t too serious. But when Wendy grabbed her arm earlier, the small blister popped, tearing away some of the burned skin.

What happened? “I was going to be lenient with you, but you just had to piss me off.” Blaze scowled, trudging towards her. His eyes were full of malice and murderous intent, and she trembled. His former pure white robe was more rumpled and stained than others, an aftermath of the explosion of her power. If he wasn’t going to kill her before, he was going to do so at that moment without hesitation.

*Syla, We are coming in, grab Flame now,* Blaze said to me. I ran to her holding her tight in my arms as the rest of the men looked out the front window, I backed far into the corner, keeping Flame safe, as Blaze broke down the back door, and shifted, his venom dripping from his fangs as he slowly approached them, their faces frozen in fear, They did not know he had venom, until now. I turned my back to them, I didn't want to watch him kill them and I didn't want Flame to see that either.

Drooling over the drama, Diva didn’t hear what her husband had said; rather, she took a handful of popcorn from the bowl and shoved it in her mouth. Sighing, Blaze pulled out the AirPods from his pocket and put them in. As he continued watching the video of the meeting, Blaze almost got a heart attack when Diva shouted out of the blue, "Stupid Shanchai! Are you blind? Can't you see how much Daoming Si cares for you? Just accept him, you dimwit!" What the fuck? Blaze thought to himself, to whom is she talking like that? Diva's eyes were still glued on the television when Blaze looked at her. As soon as Blaze caught her talking with the fictional characters on screen, he scrunched his nose up

I smiled softly, putting my hand over his, on my cheek and wiping his tears with my other hand. “Please Blaze, give me a chance… Give us a chance...” I begged. He lowered his gaze and removed his hands slowly, speaking with a devastated smile, “You must be tired of my wrath, my constant nagging must have bothered you or perhaps you want liberation from me or else who would want to be with someone like me?” I shook my head no again, “I am exhausted of your hatred, I am exhausted of your hidden tears, I am exhausted of the fire burning in your chest you don’t let anyone see and let it destroy you. You have made yourself like this but at what cost and reason? I am hurting in your pain, Blaze. I

Emani came from the other end. “If I am allowed to restart, I won't make the mistake of not choosing you as my groom.” Cassandra kissed her husband so hard that the guests went on cheering. She held onto her little family with so much love and pride. “I am a beauty of vengeance and I gain love on my journey” <> Bebesan7 THE END

The flames were not just physical; they tore at her soul, devouring everything in their path. Revenge. It surged through her like a wave, consuming her thoughts before the darkness took hold. She felt the need for vengeance rise, a primal hunger. She was not going to die weak. She was not going to die forgotten. The flames roared louder in her ears, drowning out the sounds of the pack, the sounds of her betrayal. She could feel the heat, the burn, and her blood seemed to boil with it. The thought of Darius—of all of them—betraying her, casting her aside, pretending she was nothing… the betrayal that had ripped her apart inside. It was the last thing she would ever feel.

My fingers trembled as I hovered over the collapsed comments section, hesitating to open it, my heart heavy with anguish. "Don’t look." Noman grabbed my hand and held it tightly. "Violet, they’re not worth it." I clenched his hand in return, gradually tightening my grip. "No, I want to remember their faces now and their cruelty." Just like when the Rivers family fell, those who once praised me to the skies couldn’t wait to tear me apart, using my downfall to paint themselves as victims. I had learned my lesson back then, yet I still misplaced my trust and gave my heart to the wrong people.

If one of the partners is forced off and he or she seeks revenge, a rite of passage known as the kiss of vengeance must be held. The kiss of vengeance acts as a guilt trigger. Every layer of memory that could have been hidden or forgotten comes back to haunt you, and you find yourself regretting ever leaving. These memories haunt him till he kills himself or leaves the throne. But a strong Alpha would need one on the lips or ten on the hand to bring him down. With Jake giving me one, I knew he would be able to remember the days so faintly after I left. The probability of getting ten kisses on my hand was low, but getting him to suffer and wither till I could get the final kiss would make it

What if the pain never went away? A cold shiver ran through her as she thought about the possibility of waking up again. She didn’t want to. A single tear fell from her eyes, disappearing into her blood-stained hair. Then her eyes were beginning to close. She desperately embraced the darkness, hoping it was the end of her life. But if she ever opened her eyes again, she would make them pay for everything they had done to her, especially Andreas King. It was the last thought in her mind before everything went blank.