Novel & Cerita Is Vengeance A Sin

As long as we had each other, we’d be okay. As the days passed, my sorrow turned to anger. Murdering our allies was a low blow, a cheap shot at us that Vexx knew would hurt us where it counted. I hoped Grey and his Sinful Saints were having a great time burning all of 5th Circle’s houses to the ground. Not that destruction of property came anywhere near to the pain caused by lost lives. No, we needed to be vicious and hit Vexx where it would hurt the most. I just wasn’t sure how… Yet.

fifth, sixth, seventh and then the last spear all to one man on his body. When I carried him on my body I was brave enough not to shade a tear, I was filled with so much courage as if I had known that these men would one day pay for the sins that they had committed against me. Yes they had sinned against me and had gotten served in their different plates and I never allowed one single soul get away from the wrath of my vengeance. Be careful in your dealings with the woman, for we are natural gifts for punishment, unless my kinds are yet to find their hidden strength. Don’t you ever try to provoke the heart of a woman, I had warned you about this from the beginning and you will get to know it

Zach remained silent, and he couldn't speak. "At first, I just wanted to make sure that your car didn't go through that area, but I stopped to help the police. I killed them all. Everything has returned to ashes," continued Vincent in a low tone. He lowered his head as if he were regretting it. Zach always believes in his conscience. He knew that what Vincent did was to defend himself and others. Although killing is a sin, it would be much more sinful if he harbored a demonic creature like a vampire.

“I am not your entertainment.” I lifted the dagger to my heart, not to stab, but to feel the weight of what vengeance meant. My voice trembled like someone else’s. “You were right, Alpha,” I said into the empty room. “Once you are tainted with sin… it clings to you. It swallows you. It becomes…you.” The tears that fell now were cold. “And if I am already damned,” I breathed, “I might as well become the monster you wanted.” I lowered the blade and tightened my grip until it hurt.

"How do you think the best way to exact vengeance on someone?" "Using what they are most afraid of?" "What? "Do you mean love?" "Not everyone is deserving of love." "Those who cause harm or injury to others do not deserve to be loved." "Love means nothing to them." "But it's an accessory!" I tacked on. "You've just gotten it." "For some, what they fear the most may be more painful than death itself. That way, vengeance will go more smoothly. Cynthia, keep your heart and eyes open, and play your cards wisely.

“Are you doing all this to make yourself feel better? Cassandra is your child too and little Cassie did love her big sister and looked forward to carrying her little nieces. I know this is hard for me but I can't say for sure if it is the same for a cruel monster as you. She is your blood and you want to watch her die such a miserable death under the pretext of payback? Emelda I know a thousand people who deserve to get payback and vengeance but despite the number you don't feature in it. You are the perpetrator here and not the victim so what makes you think you deserve to take revenge on others? She is your daughter, a child you had abandoned because you wanted more wealth and power than t

Each of them had pursued their own selfish desires, yet all they ended up with was nothing. I confronted my mother one last time, asking how it felt to dote on a daughter who was nothing more than evidence of her husband's infidelity. If only she had treated me with kindness, I might have cared for her in her old age. But greed and selfishness clouded her judgment, leaving her to reap the bitter fruits of her actions. After the law served justice for their crimes, I exacted revenge for the pain they had inflicted on me in my past life. It took twenty years to complete this vendetta, but now, my future was bright and unburdened.

Two, seek a different type of vengeance that wouldn't require manipulating and punishing a son for the sins of his father. The answer was clear.

“Why is my brother’s name on a fucking kill-list?!” -----

Dante said quietly. “It was Sophia.” “That doesn’t eliminate risk.” I turned to face him. “She was worried about me.” “And now someone knows she still has access to you.” His tone wasn’t angry. It was controlled. “She doesn’t ‘have access’ to me,” I snapped. “She’s my best friend.” “And that makes her leverage, they might get to you through her.” The word hit hard. “She’s not leverage,” I said firmly. “She’s innocent.” He sat up slowly. “Innocence doesn’t protect people.”