Novel & Cerita Ddo Divine Vengeance

that he would reach the point where he would one by one erase my family from the world because of his selfishness. So, now that I was lucky enough to survive the accident I faced to escape my demon husband, I would really use the miracle that happened to me to get up and start again. And when the time is right, I will return to them. I will return him to pay for his arrears to me. "When he returned to this country, we welcomed him with cruel karma. I will take Sarah back and I will make that family suffer the deluge they made me suffer. Because the moment we face each other once again, they will taste how sweet my vengeance is.”

His mere presence posed danger and I don’t think I’d ever feel safe around a man like him. When we got inside his room, I remained standing near the closed door while he walked to the desk in the far corner and put down an envelope. When he turned to me, I immediately lowered my head in fear that meeting his gaze would annoy him. “Did you have fun working?” he asked coldly as if he knew that I had a hard time. It’s what he wants after all. It is what they all want. To see my father’s family suffer. It is the kind of vengeance most people resort to. But the truth is, feeding your anger this way will only consume your soul. It will never heal you, because in the first place, inflicting harm to

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

David did not answer but said, “Since you have admitted the crime of abducting Elven women, today, I will punish you on behalf of God! You have committed many heinous crimes, and it is time to atone for your sins.” “No! Pfft!” David did not take action. However, after the head of the Vingeans said that, all the Vingeans suffered severe injuries. They spat out a large mouthful of blood, mixed with their internal organs, and, clutching their chests, fell to their knees. They could feel the power in their bodies disappearing rapidly. In other words, David had annihilated the Vingeans outside the valley. The head of the Vingeans knelt on the ground, realizing that David was an Overlord.

The only thing that kept her alive was vengeance. She had changed her face with a curse. Hidden her name. Buried her past. And lived. Lived in the very pit of Daven’s dominion, walking among his monsters like a ghost, waiting. Watching. Becoming something he could never find. That was years ago. Now, the lunar convergence was near—the same celestial alignment Daven needed to finish the ritual. He believed it would open a rift through the Veil, the space between life and death, allowing him to step beyond mortality.

Thorne's POV “Did you make sure every one of them is dead?” I asked, my voice cutting through the silent night air like a blade. Silas, my Beta nodded. “Yes, Alpha Thorne. We made sure to clear them all. Not a single rogue is left breathing.” As much I wanted to believe him, I couldn't. I needed to cross check myself. So I started walking towards the forest. I’ve learned—never take anyone’s word as truth. In my world, I don't get to sleep with my both eyes closed.

My heart pounded harder with every sound. Sweat was all over my face, the children held their breaths as best as the could, even thou the whimpers were even too loud for me. I couldn’t take it anymore. I moved toward the door. If death was waiting outside, then let it take me standing. I moved toward the door, ready to step out, when Perrone grabbed my arm. He pointed outside, and that’s when I saw my father, fully transformed, fighting off about seven royal hunters. Silver chains wrapped around him, draining his strength away.

"Jacob is as sick as I am a saint. He’s avoiding the accountability of the southern border failure. Let’s look at the maps." "The Rogues are encroaching on the silver mines," another Elder barked, slamming a folder onto the table. "We need the LV Hunters to initiate a sweep. Total eradication, Alpha Varkas. No survivors." "I am a pack leader, not a butcher," Lucien said, his eyes flashing a dangerous, molten gold. "We secure the borders. We don't..." Chime. Chime. Chime. The sound was a digital cacophony. Every phone at the table lit up simultaneously. The Council members frowned, reaching for their devices.

My mama asked, her hands clasped on my back. Anjelo paced around in the room, his fist clenched, “Stop pacing Anjelo and sit down, you’re making it worse.” My sister scolded him and he stopped, stared at her with anger for a moment before giving up and sitting down. The chants grew louder again, closer. “Morte ai Castellano.” I closed my eyes, trying to block out the sound. But the words echoed in my mind. With every chant, we were reminded of our vulnerability. Silver. They knew about silver.

I ordered. “You can’t kill us!” Ethan complained. Shaking my head, I motioned for my men to gag them again and haul them off. When they were gone, I cleared my throat and turned to Jayden. The look of enjoyment on his face mirrored the satisfaction I felt. “What now?” Jayden asked. “I want them to experience the same fate that Keva experienced. Beat them until they are inches from their lives and bleed them out. Whether they live or die is up to the Gods. When you are done, send word to Ethan’s pack and let them know the location of their Alpha.”