Novel & Cerita Injustice Fanfiction

I paused, then added more firmly, “I’ve always believed wrongly condemning someone is also harming the victim.” Anderson’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Why?” I exhaled slowly. “If the real killer is still free,” I said, “and an innocent person is punished instead, then the victim’s soul would only feel more anger, if they are watching. That would only mean more injustice done.” There was a faint shift in his aura. “Juliet would be angry?” he asked calmly. The name landed like a blade between ribs. I froze for half a second, then forced a small smile.

It was like he wasn't ready for a change, as this wasn't the first time—nor the second—that she had caught him cheating. "I don't even know what to say anymore..." "I have an idea... you can make him jealous." "How?" "By making out with me," Justice suggested with a smirk. "What?! No. I can't do that. Even though he might be cheating, I can't do that to him." "Why not?" "I... I just don't have the heart to," she replied. "Come on... You don't have to pity him. Okay, let's get out of here." Justice took her hand and led her away.

"I was so worried! I thought you might never wake up!" "What's going on?" Jennifer asked, bewildered. With a determined look, Jasmine explained, "I used my family resources to get justice for you. Alec and Bianca have received the punishment they deserved." Overwhelmed, Jennifer said, "I can't thank you enough! Without you, I might have died!" Turning to Frederick, Jennifer's tone hardened, "Did Jaz ask you to care for me here? You shouldn't take credit for everything. If it weren't for Jaz, I might have completely fallen for your act!"

Niko POV: I sat in my car down the street from Justice's house, feeling a mix of frustration and concern after the whole day. I don't know what it is about this girl, but she's getting to me. Sometimes, in a good way, and sometimes, in a bad way. I immediately went straight to her house when she called about Pixel. The dumbass wouldn't answer his phone when I called him, so what happened next was on him. Justice has no idea what all I do, and I plan to keep it that way. But I couldn't believe how ungrateful she was.

I crashed into the room unceremoniously and snapped up whatever glass I could get. Then I slammed the drink down that bitch's head and smacked her right across the face. Then again, this time on the left. Then again, this time on the right. And I repeated the process. Christopher grabbed my hand and pulled me backward. Yvonne hid herself behind him, crying like she was the victim here. "What are you doing, Josephine? Did I do anything?"

"Nancy, you did this to me, didn't you? You did this on purpose, right?!" She dragged me over to Bruce, saying, "Sir, Nancy is the one who plagiarized, not me. There must be a misunderstanding." The moment Bruce saw me clearly, his expression changed. "Nancy, why are you here? Why are there so many injuries on your face and body? Who did this to you?" I sniffed. "Mr. Ingram, Sir, I came to compete in Kingsbridge's creative writing competition, but they accused me of plagiarism and negated my result."

If she wanted, she would have asked him for justice, demanded money, would have mixed his respect in the mud by showing her bloated stomach just like many did to get him, but she did not even think about it. All in all, she just thought about him, his wishes, his life, his reputation and finally his will. Saw him as innocent in that case, because he gave her the medicines and it was her fault that she missed some of them. He surely did not know about that thing but… realizing the thing that she did not try to pounce upon his reputation, made him sad as well as happy, that at least there was one person in this fucked-up world who thought about him. That seemed enough. She thought about him —

Otherwise I was already in the mood to serve them the justice they deserve, completely raw, because it was not just a crime that was committed against the rules of the pack, but it has affected me personally. So the culprit should get the punishment from me personally, completely raw, without taking any consideration for the gender in mind. After it wasn't going to be some normal justice, it was going to be the justice for my Luna, my future wife. This was when Lexie’s bruised and bloodied image suddenly appeared in front of me, making me realise that no matter how much I will pretend to be strong and not being highly affected by anything, that could make me weak and force me to cry, but the

Your system sewed uniform has been completed} A system notification popped up. {Are you still going to meet with the male lead, you haven't been in contact with him since you got transmigrated here.} "Calm your nerves. I don't plan on lying low for too long, I won't neglect my beloved boyfriend and lease him to the vultures (fl+other girls)." She applied serum on her face. "Rest easy, tomorrow's a big day afterall." Relatable Quote ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊᵕˋ )ଓ⁾⁾ - I'm in love with my bed we are perfect for each other but my alarm clock doesn't want us to be together that jealous whore!!!.

Kaye Aubrey whispered then pecked on his cheek before leaving him in a greater state of stress. A safe distance away from them Victor was shaking his head as he held on to the back of Justice’s neck. The younger man’s wolf eyes glowed in the dark. “Let me go.” Justice growled, “I’ll just give her one scratch. Promise. I won’t kill her.” “She didn’t do anything, Man, let it go.” Victor chided. Justice has so much to learn about the human world. It’s just how humans are with their friends, although he too did smell the lust out of Kaye Aubrey, he also smelled hunger.