Novel & Cerita Her Gilded Revenge For Stolen Fate

Then I got out of the car and set it on fire and ran far from it then watched it explode from afar. "Very soon...I'll come for you, Vladimir. Enjoy your life as much as you can in the meantime." I walked towards the car I left there the previous day, slid into the driver's seat and drove back home with a feeling of satisfaction. I was going to finish my revenge, I was goig to end every single person who was involved in the ruination of my life and I was gonna do it in the worst ways possible. ** The Next Day I stood in front of my Target as he approached me. He just came from Australia and I was posing as his driver.

“You can. You must. Or she will die.” I stepped forward, trembling, and lowered my hands toward the maid’s chest. The moment I touched her, the world erupted. Gold spilled from my palms, warm, brilliant, brighter than the sun and yet soft, like honey dripping through the cracks of the stone floor. The wound closed, skin knitting back together. The maid gasped, eyes fluttering open, life surging back into her body. Silence fell, thick and heavy. Even the wolves lifted their heads, as their ears started twitching. None of them could even lift up their heads to look at Selena as she walked pass them.

“I braided gold into his scales and blood into his blades. He was born to rule the serpents after me, and you tell me some tree born witch struck him down fairly?” The warden flinches. “She survived him, Majesty. She earned it.” I move before he finishes. One breath, one flash of gold. My hand snaps forward, and my venom tipped nails trace a line down his cheek. He gasps as the poison burns, glowing green. “She earned nothing,” I whisper. “She stole. And the thief will choke on what she took.” He drops to the floor, writhing, the poison eating slowly away at his face. I turn to the other warden. “Tell me where she is.”

I muttered, feeling disturbed by the seer's threat. I followed every word; I chose Amelia because she has the crescent mark. The mark was supposed to be the sign that she was my destined mate, the one who would bear my heir. She had it all, so what else could I have done wrong? Did I misinterpret something important or could I have missed a sign? I recalled the enraged look in Melody’s cold eyes and my breath hitched as panic slowly filled me. The dream felt real, too vivid. Was this a sign from the moon goddess that she was planning to kill me?

“I don’t have the power to take revenge… I can’t even afford a lawyer to fight for me…” “I already told you,” he stepped closer, his voice steady. “I have the power.” He stretched his hand toward me. “Join hands with me. Together, we can burn their world down. You’ll get everything you lost back… and make Ethan and Lila beg for mercy.” “By marrying you…” I said slowly. “For just one year,” he replied. “After your revenge is done, you walk away.” I stared at his outstretched hand. If I jump… Ethan and Lila win. If I live… I fight.

I hate to keep the past waiting. Always yours, Julianna Sterling I looked at Silas, the name taste-testing like poison on my tongue. "Who is Julianna Sterling?" Silas walked to the window, staring out at the city that suddenly felt like it was closing in again, the skyscrapers looking like the bars of a very large cage. "She was the woman I was supposed to marry before I met you. She was the other half of Arthur’s original merger plans. And if she’s back... it means the 'Gilded Shackle' wasn't just a contract between the two of us. It was a debt owed to a woman who doesn't believe in forgiveness, or in losing."

I stood at the kitchen window with the wet street below and the reflection of the lights in the rain and the full picture assembling itself in my mind with the cold precision of pieces that had always fit together and were only now being placed in the correct order. Monica had not found an opportunity. She had made one. She had planned it, prepared for it, executed it in a hospital ward at two in the morning while I was unconscious on a surgical table. She had murdered my child to make room for her own. My phone rang. I looked at the screen. Rachel Kim. I picked up. "I know you talked to Sophia," Rachel said immediately. "I know she told you. I am sorry it happened that way, I wanted to be t

I groaned in pain and tried to sit up. “You are not the woman I fell in love with. You are the ugly ass Darcy, the one who lied to me and took advantage of me for her own gain. The one who disgusts every fiber of my soul. You can never be Tessa, not to me, not after everything I know. Tessa has never been real, Tessa was born on lies, I refuse to be a part of it. And you know what? It's a good thing you miscarried. I can't imagine anything tying me to you! So before I kill you with my bare hands, stay away from me while I think of what to do with this mess you've created”

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below