Is Vengeance A Sin Novels & Stories

— I’ll let you live, Volkov, — Caelith says — if you tell me how you found out she’s an umbra. Volkov lifts his chin, defiant. — You think you’re the only one who buys secrets from the enemy, Caelith? — All this time I kept wondering why you called her a ‘greater sin’… — he brushes his jaw with his thumb. — What could be more sinful than a Nephilim? Volkov pales beside me. The younger one falters, loosening his grip just enough for me to drag in a ragged breath. — The greater sin, — Caelith goes on, voice rising, — would be a double one, wouldn’t it? The child born of a woman who sold her blood and her body, and a man who vowed his life to God!

Zitrey stubbornly shakes her head, and Mizu saw how strong the flame of hatred in her obsidian eyes, and so she added, “No honey… don’t let yourself devoured by hatred. Revenge can only bring more suffering. Wishing for a vengeance will pay a high price. Wanting a life will also cost a life and with that you might lose your dearest ones.” And continue on her cracked voice reminiscing her most regretted memory, “Aunt Mizu understand, that flaming hatred you have but you can’t take that path… don’t repeat my mistake, don’t regret what I have regretted…” teardrops started to fall constantly on her left eye yet she still wears a smile.

44. Sinful I don’t know when I slept but I woke up by 3:00am; I was exhausted and hungry, I felt weak to my bones like I was about to faint. I struggled to push myself out of bed and when I did, I saw a tray of covered dishes on the bedside table, and a note that read: Just rest A

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.

As part of us, you have to understand there are no criminals, we all are criminals. We play the roles of angels and whatever is handed over to us. We do not bite our own and most importantly…WE DO NOT BITE THE HANDS THAT FEED US '' They all joined Tessa as they chorused, the last vow. Kelly looked up at all of them like they were nothing but a flock of sheep in her eyes.

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.

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.”