Arti Act Of Vengeance Novels & Stories

“Don’t be scared. You won’t die.” She produces a flash drive from her bra. “You might suffer a worse fate if you don’t comply. Will you, Big Bad Boss Arden? Or should I say Birthright thief?” Arden props on his elbow, eyes glassy. “What do you want?” “Vengance.” I crouch beside Clara. “For every pain I suffered, you’ll receive double. For every day I wasted, you’ll suffer a lifetime. On your, thief.” Arden spits on my face. “Fuck you.”

"But please, when something like this happens again, don't take such a risk again." Exactly what I wanted—the blind trust. By jumping in front of Mr. Fernandez and shielding him from the gunshot, I had finally gained the trust of everyone in the family. Now, my mission of vengeance will begin properly. A crooked smile spread across my face as I watched Sergio speak. I was definitely going to get even with his family soon. "Please be more careful," Sergio finished. "I will," I murmured. "I promise." A promise I wasn't sure of keeping. The price of vengeance was high and I was willing to pay for it.

Gwen, entirely unfazed by the terrifying aura radiating from the Enforcer behind me, tapped her keyboard, pausing the video on a crystal-clear, high-definition frame of Arthur’s face—twisted in pure malice, his hands wrapped around my neck. "That's attempted murder," Gwen stated clinically, adjusting her glasses. "Along with aggravated assault, kidnapping intent, and a laundry list of domestic abuse violations. Paired with the medical documentation Doc Sheppard just emailed over to me, and the DCPD report Spider managed to get corrected... Arthur Verlaine's life as he knows it is officially over."

The Brother’s Departure "Enough!" Julian Vance had reached his breaking point. He watched the performance with a mixture of nausea and disbelief, his finger trembling as he pointed at the woman in Arthur’s arms. "Can't you see she’s acting? What has blinded you so completely? Arthur, you've lost your mind. You're goddamn blind!" Arthur’s head snapped up, his eyes flashing with a dark, defiant light. "Fine. Then I’m happy to be blind. Are you satisfied now?" Julian’s face went white with rage. "You're disgusting, Arthur. Truly disgusting."

Indeed desperate times do deserve desperate measures. He never would have thought the brothers would use such a harsh means to get Theodora to the twine mason. As the car drove away, Theodora was giving only her phone, with every important information and contact wiped away. She got into the car staring at the man she was willing to do all for his sake with pleading eyes. She was doing this for him, she had agreed to go to the length for his sake, but watching him say nothing as she is sent to her death broke her even more.

“You whore! How could you screw another man until you take in his child?“ “I swear— I.“ I couldn't finish the statement because my vision was starting to get blurry and darkness was starting to creep in. Then he released his grip from my neck and I fell to the floor with a loud thud. I let out a gruttal cough, gasping for breath with spit drooling out of my mouth. My neck throbbed with so much pain that it feels like I was about to die. Yet, I couldn't. Then he toss the parchment paper at me. “Still denying it?“ I grabbed the paper, my eyes scanning it and at the bottom: NO MATCH. That was the result. Clear. Final.

I demanded. Arturo stepped closer, his eyes scanning the battlefield, making sure none of his men were in danger. “I’ll tell you. But it won’t be free. I’ve got my own reasons for wanting to take Victor down, and I need your help to do it. You want your woman back? I need to take down the bastard who’s been causing me trouble for years. We both have unfinished business with Victor.” Ryker took a cautious step forward. “What kind of business?”

"But things have changed. I want you to choose Arthur this time. That's my advice." "I don't know what you mean." "I thought I told you Arthur's mother was mentally ill. There's more to it than that." Vickie looked up at the sky behind me, "Arthur's mother was my husband's illegitimate daughter, and she fell in love with my son. In short, Arthur is the product of incest. He was twisted, vindictive, and a born monster. I fear that if he loses control of the family and he loses you, then he will take revenge on our family, and his first target will be Frade. As far as I know, he's recruiting killers in Mexico, and I'm sure it won't be long before they come into the United States legally."

He let go of Luna's hand reluctantly, his fingers lingering on her skin for a moment before he stood up abruptly. The doctor had said that he was free to go, but Arthur's mind was made up. Arthur left the recovery room, his mind solely focused on one thing: vengeance. He found his driver still waiting for him outside the hospital and instructed him to take him to a specific address. The drive was silent, the only sound being the roar of the engine. Arthur's mind was already formulating a plan. With each turn of the wheel, he was getting closer to fulfilling the only thought that occupied his mind at that moment: making Matthew suffer.

He was numb. Cold hands covered in blood, wraps around her figure before lifting her from the wet ground. Her head lolled on his shoulder as he carries her towards the cottage at a slow pace. Both of their minds were exhausted. Have they turned heartless to ignore the fact that they’ve left a dead body behind? They’ve killed someone. They have killed the son of a man who gave them refuge when the two had nowhere else to turn. But they were too shaken to care. According to human nature, they may have skipped the boundaries of sanity and sinned but in the eyes of law, it was a mere punishment for those who disrespect a woman. If it was done with the intention of revenge, Arthur must have died