Bound By Vengeance Novels & Stories

For him, he is the core of all existence, everything else doesn't matter. "Where do you think you're going without her?" His mother interceded. My heart skipped a beat as I pushed forward, stumbling on my dress but before I could fall, his hand gripped my arm and corrected me. He extended his hands to me and I placed mine over his. As Williams led me to the center, I felt like a prisoner being dragged to the center of the hall, his grip on me was so hard. His eyes were fixed on the point ahead, he didn't bother looking at me.

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That was why I would never stop until I got my revenge so my parents' and Aria's deaths wouldn't be in vain. "You devil, you wouldn't stop at that. If only you knew your parents had to sacrifice everything for you, then you wouldn't go around sacrificing everyone else to get what you want," she hit her chest hard, falling to the floor. "You took my Aria away from me, you took my life away from me."

She knew better than to argue with her father, but the power of their bond within her was fighting against it, and she was letting it win. “The sooner he’s gone, the better for everyone,” he scowled at Suki before pulling out a dagger and holding it to his neck. “NO!” she wept, immobilised by her anxiety and fear. All she was able to do was turn to rest on her knees, “You can’t. Please!” Brendan murmured down the bond. ‘Get out of here, love. Don’t watch this.’ ‘I… I can’t move,’ she whimpered in their connected mind. ‘I can’t leave you. I won’t.’

"Who are you and what have you done?" Luciana turned around to see a man, whose eyes were red in anger, as he looked at the dead bodies surrounding him. "Who did this to them?" "They were harming a girl who did them no wrong, and karma came their way." Luciana replied, without any regret on what she had done. "I asked who did this?" The man looked around, probably searching for the person that brought down the vampires. He saw Luciana, but he doubted she could do such. She looked like she could easily be broken in two.

He came like a storm walking on two legs. Not for love. Not for power. But for vengeance. Not the seething, silent kind that waits in the shadows. No—this was fire vengeance. Screaming vengeance. The kind of wrath that could birth legends or burn worlds to ash, and didn’t care which came first. Victor crossed the Hollowborn border with no crown and no sigil. Only bone. Bone armor lashed to his chest with the tendons of traitors. Bone claws that scraped against stone when he walked. Bone wolves at his heels—half-spirit, half-skin, stitched together from nightmares and the dead.

Eva pulled her arm out of his grip and yelled back at him, “Let go off me. He needs to know the truth because he must avenge all they did to him. He is alive today because of vengeance and Opula and Kate must burn in his flame of vengeance. Already Brian was standing at the door, with clenched teeth as he listened to Eva’s yelling. Gazing at the photo, and his focus on Opula, Kate and his father, Brian said in his mind, “They will never go unpunished. I must avenge. My teeth of fury and vengeance must cut through.”