Her Gilded Revenge For Stolen Fate Novels & Stories

That probably prompted her into sleeping but not before she squeezed out of me a date with her tomorrow. I move closer to her on the bed, she looks so beautiful, more gorgeous than I could have ever imagined. The Xander family was so stupid to take petty revenge on someone like her, she is smart and capable, the only reason the company was successful, yet they threw her away just for revenge. Their loss was my gain, if they didn't let her go, I couldn't have this Diamond to myself. The perfect person to help with my revenge. Even though this marriage is fake, even though I.....

I had been looking forward to a celebration, a raw, possessive claiming of Leila, wanting to feel her beneath me, her cries filling the silence. She was the only damn thing I seemed to be able to think about lately, even while I was closing million-dollar deals. Gerald had taken over the final details, sensing my distraction. “The Elvares,” Gerald said, his voice grim. “They have her.” “A fucking revenge?” I spat, the pieces clicking into place with sickening clarity. “You took everything from me, killed my mother, and now you come for some fucking revenge? It’s an eye for an eye, is it?” I turned to where my gun lay on the bedside table, picking it up, the cold steel a familiar comfort in

She looked him in the eyes, her breath heavy and shallow and smelling like alcohol. “Why did you cheat?” she cried, and Revan realized she had mistaken him for Gael. He sighed, set the glass of water down, and held her wrists to remove her hands from his shirt. “I’m not Gael,” he said, “And don’t do anything you’ll regret tomorrow.” Citrine blinked one after the other, realizing it wasn’t Gael but Revan; was she dreaming? Why was that jerk in front of her? “Revenge,” she muttered, and Revan couldn’t help but frown; he was about to drag her back to his room when Citrine pushed him to the countertop. She looked around before placing both of her hands against the surface, leaning forward, and c

She stopped in front of me, blue eyes burning. “There’s a reason we’re called Gems, Aria. We don’t give a damn who you are or where you come from. Our middle name is revenge. When you hurt us, we make you suffer. We exact our price. And then we find someone who appreciates what we truly are.” Her eyes flared brighter, sending chills racing down my spine. “What’s it going to be?” she asked, voice low and challenging. “Do you want to leave Kade to enjoy his life with his mistress while you wallow in pain? Or do you want to show him the real power of a Gem and glow in your feminine beauty?”

“Emerald! Four years back you took away everything. My heart, my sleep and so much more. I am not the same man again. I caused you pain. I hurt you in the most unimaginable way. Now I am back. Once I rejected you. And now I am ready to pay whatever it takes. Yes, I want you back in my life. No. I won’t force you, sweetheart. But I will win you back. You are worth it, Julia. You are fu*ckin worth it. I will win you back my Belle. My Guzel! Harika!” *** It was going to be one hell of a competition. That night both of them made a promise to themselves. She promised that she would take revenge. He promised that he would win her back. But both of them forgot one thing. Their referee was Fate. Yes

Trailing off, tears brimming in her eyes, she crawled back in terror. “No, No, Love, it’s not-” He tried calling, turning to her, desperate, heartbroken, lost. “Then how come the patterns of Fiend Forgery appeared on your hands!?” She yelled, tears rolled down due to disheartened feelings. “How could you do this to us? How could you betray us, you traitor!?” She yelled, clutching her chest in disappointment. Fiend Forgery, the relic holding dark desire for blood in itself and now engraved in Zadicus.

Simran was checking herself on the mirror when she saw some shadow moving behind her. She turned and screamed on top of her lungs when she saw a man dressed in full black, even hisface is covered with some black mask. The man covered her mouth with his hand when she made voice shutting her. Simran guled at the thought of a thief killing her "I don't have money "She said in a low voice. Not getting any reply from the thief , she said "I am a maid here, people here are filthy rich. But now, they are going through a tough condition" She tried to shoo the thief away.

Laura and Merri gasped, it was the reaction I was waiting for. “Then the treasure that he has collected at the end of the underground tunnel exit, will be taken by me. Hohoho, so Laura, you don't have to pick up the rest of the treasures." Clap. Clap. Clap. “Milady, I just realized you have the talent to be a classy villain.” “Well, I'm a villainess who wants to make baby first revenge later, so my cunning act only surfaced recently after I got pregnant. Just like I did to you, Laura. If you mess with me again, it won't be hard to destroy you. You learned your lesson, right?”

“The curse works perfectly. The child comes on its own. The mother vessel breaks.” Kael looked up, rage and tears blinding him. His voice tore from his chest. “Why? What do you really want?” Garrick stepped closer slowly as the pack tightened their circle, watching. “Want?” His voice twisted bitterly. “Justice. The Silverfangs took everything from me. Now I take it back.” He knelt suddenly, level with Liora. His hand hovered over the mark—gold blazing across her torso. Liora’s eyes fluttered open weakly. Gold drowned out silver.

Her eyes narrowed as she summoned everything inside her—the light, the ancient spark that awakened during the betrayal, the part of her she still didn’t fully understand. The hall ignited with a clash of energies: Killian’s silver blaze, Aria’s white fire, and Riven’s corrupted darkness. The air screamed with power. Riven moved faster than any human should. He teleported behind Killian, grabbing him by the throat with crackling fingers. Killian gasped, struggling, but Riven’s grip tightened like a skeletal vice. “Always the favorite,” Riven snarled. “Always the one chosen. Tell me—did you think that would last?”