Novel & Cerita Bound By Vengeance

“Move out of the way, Damson! This has gone too far!” “You can’t leave!” he yells. “Why don’t you understand that? I can’t let you go!” When he doesn’t budge, that’s when I start slamming my fists against his chest and body with all my might. My throat is so dry it could split and bleed. My tongue feels like a piece of carpet nestled in my mouth. “Move aside! Let me go!” He stays put, tears filling his eyes as our eyes lock. His anger is nonexistent now—he just looks heartbroken. “Why did you get…how could you let him touch you like that?”

“You hurt her, carved your fucking initials into her flesh. You didn’t break her, Alejandro, you made her vengeance stronger.” Gage spat in his face and walked back to the workbench. Alejandro was heaving, great sobs tearing from his chest. Gage picked up the baton and walked over to Anya. He kissed her again, his hand fisting her hair. He jerked his hips against her and she gripped his erection over his jeans and tightened her hold. Gage grunted and pulled away from her slowly and turned back to face Alejandro. His eyes locked on the man and he looked down at the blood on the plastic sheet.

By the time you’re five you’ll sprout your fangs, by thirteen you’ll notice that you’re stronger and faster than humans are, and when you turn 18 you’re supposed to come into the full powers of whatever gifting your blood line has. I’ll officially turn 18 in one hour. I have no idea what powers I may come into and I’m in the worst place I could possibly be in. My stepfather, Trevor and my stepsister, Blair hate vampires with a burning passion, once a month they go on hunting trips to try to kill them. They claim that they are ridding this world of evil. I think that Trevor brainwashed Blair over the years into the deep hatred she has. Don’t get me wrong, nobody likes vampires, but the hatred

One moment Salvatore was standing there, smirking; the next, Leonard had the man's wrist in a grip so tight that Isabella saw Salvatore's fingers turning white. "Let me be clear," Leonard said, his voice still conversational despite the violence in his posture. "My wife is untouchable. She doesn't have a price. She isn't available. Not now, not ever." He released Salvatore's wrist with a slight push. "The next hand that reaches for her without permission will not remain attached to its owner. Do we understand each other?"

He looked as shell shocked as I was and I reminded myself that he was as much the enemy as his father was. After all, the apple doesn't fall far from the three. My vengeance would continue as planned, and Zane would go down with his father. My name is Aya Jacobs and I'm the machete of Justice on all who wronged me. I won't stop till they're all six feet under.

“I hate you.” “Good,” he said simply, the word a blade sliding across my chest. “Hate binds tighter than love ever could.” The words sank into me, venomous, intoxicating, leaving a hollow ache that stretched deep into my bones. I pressed myself against the cold car door, desperate to carve out space between us. But there was no space. Not in this car. Not in this game. Not in this twisted tether that tied us together with invisible chains. Silence fell after that, heavy, suffocating. My chest ached with unshed words, with fury unspent. I wanted to hurt him, to make him bleed as I did, to show him what it felt like to be trapped, terrified, alive only for someone else.

He smiled. “She kept him alive.” He poured a drink. “She always was curious.” He turned toward the chapel tower. “It’s time to write the last commandment.” ~~~~~~~~~~ BOOK OF BLOOD — NEW ENTRY “Two sons. One made from love. One forged in vengeance. But the mother? She walks between them—not as a guardian. Not as a savior. But as the blade they both must answer to.” — Aria Valente De Rossi

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.

“But I prefer prevention to vengeance.” Her voice trembled. “What does that mean?” “It means I will bind you to me so deeply that no one will dare try.” His thumb stroked her throat, right over the steady pulse. “A blood oath. Once it’s done, there is no taking you from me. Not alive, not dead.” Her heart pounded. “That sounds like—” “A cage?” His mouth curved faintly. “Yes. But one lined in silk, and locked from the inside once you realize you never want to leave.”