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She made a very lame statement and he took his hand down. A small smirk took the way of the indifferent expression he had on his face until that point. Alissa felt like a burden was lifted from her shoulders as she saw his smile, but before she could greet him first, he said - "You are as shameless as you were when you fled eight years ago Ms. Evans." He made a statement and stood up from his seat. A small relief that had appeared on her face after seeing him, disappeared with a fraction of second. "What do you mean?" She asked pretending to be bold and strong.

Vicky interrupted "Let her die before you bury her. You are always in a rush, I am also curious too, but I didn't hurry her" Eve reprimanded. "I wasn't talking to you, just mind your business and don't yell at me, you are not my mother and so you don't have any right to scold me!" Vicky retorted "Oh, I forgot it's a family trait, poor people always make the most noise like a barking dog!" Eve insults and Vicky rushes to push her.

Returning to her mother, she handed over the certificate and softly urged, "Please, take a look for yourself, Mum." Rebecca's eyes widened as she carefully examined the marriage certificate. The names on the document were unmistakable – Justin Hemsworth. A perplexed expression washed over her face, and she couldn't help but shoot Jessica a meaningful look. "Hemsworth?" she inquired. "Isn't that the same surname as your ex-fiancé?"

“That and some other bullshit about how we’ll all die, yadda yadda.” Vin nearly rolled his eyes. “Tell me something I don’t know,” he deadpanned, taking in Soren’s appearance. His second was drenched in blood and sweat, which told Vin that he’d not gone easy on Reich. Soren favored using his hands during these extractions. He believed revenge should be personal, and using his fists was as personal as one could get. “We’ll clean up our house tomorrow. We’ll sweep the whole fucking family if that’s what it takes to keep Callie safe.”

Family and friends of the victim’s out to get him for the murders. But on August twentieth, 2001, Druid Hills Headquarters moved their illegal enterprise to North Atlanta 6.8 miles elsewhere. They discovered fresh unwilling organ donors, continuing their murderous violence covering up their atrocious acts and identities. Closing Remarks I hope readers enjoyed my work Revenge of the Executioners. I wanted to lean toward writing impact action, adventure, and drama for once. Your reviews on my book inspire me to continue writing fiction of crime, mystery, thriller, fantasy and paranormal. Visit Amaze and give my book a review if you enjoy it!

The degradation is endless and delicious. By the end, they’re both destroyed — covered in cum, shaking, voices hoarse from screaming. Lena’s makeup is ruined. Mark is a broken cuck. Victor and I stand over them, flushed and satisfied, his cum still leaking from my pussy. I look straight into the main camera. “Revenge is the best fuck I’ve ever had.” The stream ends with record-breaking tips. Lena and Mark are ruined. And I’ve never felt more powerful.

The same love I kept on denying and calling it friendship and pushed him away? Theo looked at him with patient eyes, waiting for me to speak up.. When I didn't, he just held me tighter.. I sighed feeling his warmth.. We'll see what happens next.. But I can't lie to him and hurt him anymore.. "I am reborned.. I know it sounds crazy but it's true.. " I felt him stop breathing for a moment before kissed the back of my head for me to continue.. "I already lived my life and saw my tragic end.. And also saw the people who caused it.. I was too naive to not see through their intentions.. But this time, I won't be this naive.. I'll take revenge from them.. I'll make them pay heavily.. "

My heart burned with a need for revenge, my soul cloaked in darkness hence my recent obsession with black dresses. But I didn’t want to face that darkness alone. I needed him by my side. I came back to reclaim him and to bring down his mother, Victoria. The evidence against her was ready, stacked high, waiting for me to act. But with Ethan so distant, so impossible to talk to, I was tempted to move forward alone and explain later. Yet, that might make him hate me more, and I couldn’t bear that.A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. Only one person would come to my room this late.

Minutes had passed she heard the celebration outside. “After what happened, they were partying”, she scoffed but now everything seemed to had died down. A knock tapped against her door. “Reign?” she called, barely above a whisper. She rushed to the door and opened it. Luke. Her heart dropped. He leaned against the frame, his shirt wrinkled, collar open, the faint stench of whiskey souring the air. His eyes were dark, hungry even. “What are you doing here?” Her voice sharpened.