Arti Act Of Vengeance Novels & Stories

"You know, you're the first customer I've seen who's been in such a rush. Usually, they'd want it to go as slow as it could possibly go." "I have my reasons… This man got a mistress once he became rich, see?" I lowered my head, and faked wiping tears from my eyes. "The moment he passed away, the mistress tried to steal his body away from me multiple times so that she could force me to split her half the inheritance… Sir, have you ever heard of something this ridiculous?" "How shameless!" The driver immediately spit the cigarette out of the window before stepping hard on the gas. "Don't worry lass, I'll get you there in ten minutes!"

She would make sure he was dead tonight. Kenchiki stood in front of his brother's body to block the woman's eyes from his brother's body. He didn't like the look she was giving his brother. He needed to have a talk with his brother. Yoshiki looked away from the woman being dragged away, it was over for her and soon enough she should apply her final move, desperate people do desperate acts even if they know they were done for, because they have nothing to live for they use any means to accomplish their goal, and Sera Skylander was a woman who lost everything in one fell swoop and knew the person responsible, her revenge should be quick and take place tonight, which was exactly what he wanted.

Mandy barked. "Yea, I think she'll be a great profit to the band." Mandy was suffocated with shock, and was getting short of breath, "but um... You just met this loser today and we... I and Mckayla have known you since a long time." "Yea, I'd pick either of you but Trina is the singer Jackson Fellas need. I'm sorry but I pick Trina." Mandy felt bittered, she stared into his eyes boiling in fury and she turned her gaze to me. I could see the rage in her eyes, I got nervous like she was going to push me in front of a train, and I stared at the floor to avoid staring into her eyes.

“If you’re meeting our terms, then why do we need an armed escort?” Though they’d been truly debating going back, it sure as hell wasn’t going to be on Bernus’s terms. “Because whether you wanted more or not, we’re taking you back.” The fey around Marnie and Aardix backed up, nervously. Aardix cast Disseus an apologetic look. ‘Go.’ Disseus mouthed. Two less, I must watch out for. Aardix moved cautiously. Sweeping Marnie up as he went skyward. Keeping his word, not to attack.

I had waited, patient as stone, until the day I was strong enough to walk into the heart of my enemy's kingdom without trembling. Mom. Dad. I've come to avenge you. A determined smile crossed my lips, sharp and humorless. Nothing would stop me tonight — not even if it cost me my own life in the process. I had made peace with that a long time ago. My senses caught movement before I heard it — a shift in the air, the faint scent of leather and steel drifting on the breeze. I slipped behind a marble pillar carved with golden wolves mid-howl, ancient kings kneeling beneath them in tribute, and pressed my back to the cold stone. Footsteps. Voices. Getting closer, unhurried, easy — the walk of men

“I will never belong to you.” He crossed the room in two strides, catching my jaw in his hand. His thumb pressed against my chin, tilting my face up to meet his. His eyes were fire and ice all at once. “You already do,” he whispered. The words seared through me like a brand. For a terrifying heartbeat, I almost believed him. Almost felt the inevitability of it, like chains sliding into place. But I wasn’t done. Not yet. I shoved his hand away, my voice sharp as broken glass. “Enjoy your victory tonight, Dante. Because I swear to God, the first chance I get—I’ll cut your throat in your sleep.”

He stood back, bowed his head and gave his final respect, then said, “I have to see to the others. We need to leave before they take this route on their way back.” I could not look at him. My throat closed the moment I tried to speak, and I feared that if I opened my mouth, only broken sobs would come out. Before leaving, he pulled me into a hug. Though i stood stiffed, I realized I needed it. He wishpered into my ears. “If the gods will it, we will survive and avenge them.” And he let go of me. “I’ll stay a little while,” I whispered. He nodded and left quickly. I sat beside the grave until my tears dried, then rose to my feet. Brushing the dirt from my hands, I looked at the sky, the star

"I don't want you to start hiccupping and then make a fool of yourself." "Oh how sweet of you!" she said with sarcasm filled in her voice. "Ma'am you can start now." she gulped a large breath and then nodded. "My family was killed by the de Mario mafia because my father being a detective had proof against them and when I got to know that Sean was involved I wanted revenge. Sean had held me as captive in my house to find the proof that my father had. In order for revenge..."

“Give me the child and I'll make that possible for you. You won't have to get your hands dirty anymore“ This man...was really me off. “I said, that's my problem to deal with“ He frowned, “What a shame“ Victony stretches forth his hands towards me as I feel a strong force pull me towards him while afloat. “Just because I demanded the kid from you, you dared assume I was weak?“ Victony scoffed. “How outrageous. I could snap my fingers and you'd be dead“ He throws me up against a tree in the forest. “For 20 years, I'd planned the perfect revenge against my daughter's death“ He reveals. “That kid must die and if you're only going to keep on getting in my way, I bet I'll just have to finish you o