Ablaze With Vengeance Novels & Stories

“Now rise, Fireborn. The next time he touches you, the flame will answer. And it will be his undoing.” I rose, slowly, steadily, the violet-blue flame dancing on my fingertips, the power thrumming through me, an unstoppable force. The scar on my aunt’s throat pulsed in resonance with my own awakened magic. The fear was still there, a faint echo, but it was overshadowed by a burning, resolute fury. The witchblood had awakened. And it craved vengeance.

Vulnerability— Only thing a person can't realize about themselves but at the same time, give away the most, especially to their enemies. When I saw the unsetting gaze of Athena searching for Sebastian everywhere, I knew right away what move that'd get me the best out of this opportunity. Of course, my deep-rooted hatred for Sebastian and the want for revenge can never make me let go of my guards even for a second, I knew where he was cause his own trusted fellow had sold his loyalty long ago. From watching my family get destroyed in the hands of that demon Elijah's hands to standing up on my own feet to seek my revenge, I have seen it all, the best and the worst but the burning flame of veng

Victor growled. " I'm not lying. She was my girl before even boss get to taste her. If you don't believe ask her. Wait a second.... check my phone. In the image folder there is still on the picture from our date." Taking desperate air through compressed lungs, Blaze answered. He destroyed all the memories but left one single picture to keep the lava of avenge burning inside his heart. Another furious punch landed from Victor and he coughed and choked, spitting out the blood that accumulated in his mouth.

Johnny immediately rushed over and grabbed my hand, since the special effects makeup would probably become displaced if I overdid it. In any case, did I deserve to die, then?! Fuelled by my intense hatred, I somehow managed to shake Johnny off, even making him stagger backward. "You heartless man! Why didn't you drive more carefully?" I sobbed as I continued to slap Louis' face continuously with both my palms. "Why'd you leave me all alone? I hate you, I hate you! Get up and answer me!" I must have hit him a dozen times already, and my palms were already numb, but he hadn't so much as twitched an eyelid. From the looks of it, Johnny was quite heavy-handed with the anaesthesia.

Not as I wanted, I needed them to be frightened, pleading for forgiveness while I cut them one by one. “We didn’t do anything I swear,” one of them began. “Ethan, have you completely lost it? Has she bewitched you? You don’t believe me anymore, and now you are chasing me away.” I signalled the guards to get her out, and they moved without hesitation. “Don't you dare touch me with those filthy hands. Ethan, do you know what you are doing right now?” I got on my feet, my blood boiling with rage, not bothering to think. I let the words slip out.

I could still hear her voice, trembling yet proud, confessing the unthinkable as if it were proof of her devotion. And here she was, acting like a fragile little thing, while her eyes practically screamed that she’d already won. My thoughts turned dark. I looked at Vance and wondered if this was really what he wanted. Did he want a woman who would kill her own blood just to get into his bed? And, if she could kill her own pup, what else would she do? What else would he let her do? The betrayal wasn't just him anymore. It was both of them. Standing there in my own bedroom, I felt a new kind of fire starting to burn in my chest. It wasn't love, and it wasn't pain, it was a promise of vengeance

The sound resonate hard around the walls of the room, coming in fast and sharp as my palm connected with his smooth, modelled skin, leaving a hot red mark across his chiseled face. “You know nothing about me, Lazaro. You hear me? Nothing!” I spit out. Lazaro doesn’t move. Oh no, he doesn't move a muscle. Instead, he sucks up whatever emotion was threatening to burst out and curls up a slow, sadistic smile as the barrel of his gun pushes up against my heaving chest. “I like you,” he breathes out. “You have fire that most women quench in the face of danger.”

Lightning crackles, flames roar, and the earth trembles beneath our feet as we fight with a fierce determination fueled by the knowledge that the fate of countless realms hangs in the balance. Savage's eyes blaze with an intensity that matches the brilliance of the sun itself as she channels the power of the Nexus through her being. The device in her hand pulses with an unearthly light, its true potential finally unlocked, as she unleashes a wave of energy that ripples through the room. Malakai and his minions cry out in agony as they are consumed by the purifying fire, their malevolent forms crumbling to ash in the wake of Savage's newfound power.

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.

It was enough to make him puke. Never would he give up fresh human blood, or the thrill of the hunt, or the ecstasy of the bite. Baal and his followers were traitors to the very definition of vampirism. An abomination. A disgrace. And just when Stephan thought it couldn't get any worse, they managed to sink even lower, plummeting from betrayal into the absurd. Two years ago, Baal had introduced his latest invention—Vampire Fusion Cuisine. Stephan groaned. Pain throbbed in his neck. To relieve the pressure,he snapped the vertebrae like a mortal would crack his knuckle.