His Vicious Revenge Novels & Stories

My heart raced, and my fingers twitched with barely contained excitement. The night stretched before me, a canvas on which I would paint the strokes of my revenge. I pictured myself as a puppeteer, pulling strings and orchestrating their downfall with meticulous precision. I sank further into the depths of my plotting, and a chilling smile danced on my lips. I could practically taste the bittersweetness of retribution. The plans formed like a shadowy dance in my mind, every step calculated and deliberate. I imagined each step, each move on the chessboard of vengeance, playing it out in my mind with a sense of grim satisfaction. They would never see it coming, and wouldn't suspect that the on

Victor finally let her cum — hard and violent — then fucked her through it, filling her with another load while whispering: “Good. Because I’m never letting you go.” The revenge was working. But Scarlett was no longer sure who was really being punished.

He did whatever his mother told him. And because I loved him, I let it go as long as it wasn’t too much. However, I never imagined that even in something like this, he’d side with his family to deceive me. He had completely betrayed my trust. Just then, as the cameraman following us finally lowered his gear, Mira suddenly lunged forward, snatched up the camera, and smashed it hard against the ground. She pulled out a knife and held it to her neck. “Fine! You think you’re so tough? I won’t make you pay me back. But listen, what happened today stays here. Nobody messes with the money I made online!

His sharp eyes cannot be separated from the woman. "You better not bother too much thinking about what I'm going to do. Go back to university! Don't do this again or I'll confiscate all your favorite things." Lester said again seriously. The woman who was as high as Lester's chest puffed out her cheeks in disgust. "You can't do it!" She screamed irritably. Made the man in front of her let out a low snort. "You will know the consequences if you violate what I say." Lester said one last time before then the man resumed his delayed footsteps. Leaving the woman who was now staring at him with gleaming sharp eyes.

What else could it be? He was simply setting up a trap to deceive her just to witness the way I get my revenge. There is nothing left to explain at this point. My fingertips hold tightly on the phone until they turn pale, yet a smile still appears on my face, trying hard to appear more malevolent: "I hate her; of course, I should retaliate most ruthlessly. Do you empathize with her, Mr. Miller?" Kent chuckled; his face looked darkly remarking: "Not that I empathize with her, but I just think...you in this state are disgusting."

Of course she just lived a free life yet it wasn't close to what she expected. Her eyes turned dark as she gazed at nothing, all those memories she tried to keep kept flooding back, in the past she would have cried and wailed but now only revenge was clearly seen in her dark eyes, though she had nothing to loose yet she could put her self in a lot of danger. Her dark eyes glistened, she trusted her family yet they let her down, she fell blindly for who she was not supposed to fall with. She smirked, revenge would be so sweet but first, her plans has to go on flawlessly, her family would taste what she tasted.

She had to tolerate for Mrs Smith's sake and for the fact that she still has a long way to go in this organization so she can be able to take revenge. She picked up the phone and was thrilled to bone marrow. Her eyes widened, her mouth fell loose and she shivered. How did he get to see the sex video? "What? Do you understand now? Oh, you finally lost your voice, huh? Talk to me you slut!" He barked, Sophia rose immediately and gave him the shock of his life. A slap across the face and he saw stars, "don't you dare insult me you animal! Yes, this is me, so what? Are you a saint? You are the one that did this to me and you have the guts to call me a slut!" She yelled at him.

At that moment, it seemed to be as if his actions weren't born of revenge, but something else entirely. You don't make your enemies feel loved in revenge. She opened her eyes and was immediately struck by the intensity of his gaze. Those dark gray eyes seemed to draw her in like a magnet. They were dark and deep and mysterious like the night sky. "Why did you do this?" "Wanted you close to me,” he replied and caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. "Wrap your legs around me." Kevin's voice was a sultry whisper as he urged her to wrap her legs around him but seeing her hesitation he slowly pulled her soaking gown up—his touch was soft and patient— exposing her bare thigh and wrapped it

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

He tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, slow enough to make the air thrum around them. Another low growl rumbled from deep in his chest that spreaded a cold and electric kind of feeling through Freya, leading to intense want. The sudden pool of wetness she was feeling under her was all she needed to confirm tha she wanted to be intimate with the Vicious Alpha. It scared her. Was he using magic? If so, why on her? She was fucked. She suddenly missed it as his hand pulled away from her face, boots scraping faintly as he backed toward the door.