His Vicious Revenge Novels & Stories

"If you hadn't egged me on, I never would've gone after Finnegan! I never would've... I never would've killed my own brother by mistake!" Their voices grew louder, raw with rage. Then came a crash, and Vincent's voice ripped through the air, "Your whole damn family deserves to die! Finnegan should've died! You three siblings should all rot in hell!" "Don't you dare say that!" Then came the sound of a man's scream. It would appear that Celeste had lost it and started hitting him. I listened to the sound of his ragged breathing, waited for the exact moment when he was on the cusp of death, and walked in.

His short-tempered attitude always made him kill people on the spot. But now, after hearing Hussain's cruelty with his love, he wanted to give him the pain he never imagined, Sahir wanted to take revenge for every pain Hussain gave to his love, by snatching his all hopes of living and pleading. He wanted to give him a slow, painful death. He never spared anyone for more than a minute after catching them but for his love, for his flower, the first time he backed away just to pounce back on Hussain to rip him apart like he never did before.

My pussy is already dripping down my thighs. Jax and Marcus circle me like wolves. “Start the stream properly,” Marcus orders. I hit record on all cameras. The red lights blink on. Mr. Reynolds unzips his pants and slaps his thick cock across my face. “Open your fucking mouth, Mrs. Cheated-On. Time to show the world what a desperate revenge whore you really are.” I part my lips, eyes watering with a mix of shame, rage, and overwhelming lust, and take the first cock of my revenge down my throat.

“Welcome home, Miss Vance. The primary office is open. The author is waiting.” Viktor’s face went completely white in the glare of the lantern. "No... No, the loop was supposed to close! The assets are mine!" He reached into his coat, his hand coming out with a heavy silver revolver, but before he could raise the barrel toward the dais, Aisha materialized from the smoke behind him, her combat knife catching the red security light as she drove it straight into his shoulder, sending him crashing into the stone steps.

“Tomorrow the last friend confesses on live video. Crying. Begging forgiveness. While he talks, I’ll have you bent over the table, taking both cocks again. You’ll come every time he admits what he did to Lena.” I shivered, already getting wet again. “Promise?” He leaned down, forked tongue licking a tear from my cheek. “I always keep my promises to filthy little vengeance sluts like you.” Outside, another notification pinged, more evidence dropping. I smiled through swollen lips. Revenge was burning hotter than ever. And so was I.

Jefferson said. I felt determined. A feeling of hatred and anger rushed through my veins. It was finally the time now. The time to launch my attack. The time to take away everything that b*stard achieved. The game has just begun, and the end will be deadly. It's going to be the end of that murderer. My venomous revenge will begin shortly. Xx____xX

It is she who should be angry and the one who showed anger was the other one. When the cupids were giving each other exhausted glances, an annoyed voice called, “MOM!!!” Slapping her own head remembering she got Arman late for his school, Aisha said, “I have to go too.” After planting a small peck on Arif’s cheek and doing a quick hug with Aliyah, she screamed while walking out of the mansion in hurry with holding an annoyed Arman’s hand, “BYE!!!” Sitting on the sofa nearby, Arif and Aliyah were the only people left in the home except for the workers. "Hassan has told Simran about him being part in this Revenge shit of Ali," Arif said to Aliyah who looked at him in shock.

“You are just proving how cheap you are, Stephan.” “I know but people keep asking me and I enjoy showing them how fucked up I actually am.” She cursed under her breathe and kept her tears in as the video started showing Sean killing her family. She cried in horror when her sister was shot and then screamed until the end. The sound of her screams gave me the immense pleasure which I can’t describe. After replaying the video two or three times, I strode out of the room with Ken satisfied. I turned around the corner and saw Victor waiting outside to know what’s going on. He is becoming a real headache nowadays. “Go and comfort her and don’t try to cross Me.” he nodded shivering at my voice and

"Revenge isn't free. It’s a debt paid in blood and submission. You think you’re tough because you survived a cheating boyfriend? “You’re a wolf-less girl in a world of monsters. Without me, Agatha will have you back in Harold’s bed by morning." I looked at the ice in his blue eyes. I was terrified of him, but I was more terrified of going back to being the girl who cried while others took everything from her. "I want him ruined," I whispered, my voice thick with a thirst for vengeance. "I want to see the moment he realizes he lost everything to the man he hates most." "Then sign your soul over to the Reaper," Horace murmured. He traced the line of my jaw with his thumb, forcing me to meet hi

Which meant that coming here to rescue me might be walking straight into the worst trap of all. "You're going to kill all of us, aren't you?" I said. "That depends on Nichole," Vincent replied. "If she cooperates and gives me what I want, some of you might survive this. If she doesn't..." He didn't finish the sentence, but he didn't need to. I could see it in his eyes. Vincent Reeves had been planning his revenge for so long that he was willing to kill anyone who got in his way. And right now, that included me, Nichole, Adrian, and probably anyone else who tried to help us.