Is Vengeance A Sin Novels & Stories

“You are losing control. I can feel it.” My wolf spirit surged in response. My vision sharpened and my heartbeat slowed dangerously. “Do not test me,” I warned. “Someone has to,” she said. “Because while you play strategist, you are forgetting what vengeance demands.” At that word, something inside me cracked. It was vengeance. It had lived in me for years. It had shaped every decision I made after the massacre. I had not forgotten every moment of alliance, compromise or restraint. I had not forgotten. Instead I had refined it all

This was the world I inhabited, a world of violence and betrayal, where loyalty often came at a deadly price. But I wouldn't let it consume me. I wouldn't let the darkness that surrounded me extinguish the flame of vengeance that burned within. Mikhail would pay for his sins, killing my brother and his wife wasn't enough for him, he would pay for every tear Zoey shed, for every fear that haunted her. His death would be a message, loud and clear, that messing with Alexei Pushkin came with a price. I turned and walked out of the motel room, leaving the dead man behind. The air felt cleaner outside, the weight of the room lifting from my shoulders.

“Adrian, be reasonable. You need an heir. You can’t want to raise the children of another man. For God’s sake, those kids might be the result of incest. It’s sin.” “Sin,” I repeated, chuckling bitterly. “I beat a man to death with my bare hands today. I skinned and burned a biker today to get information. I’ve killed more men than I can remember. We sell drugs and weapons. We blackmail and torture. How can a child be a sin?” Father lowered his arm. “Let’s postpone this discussion to another day.”

I knew the feeling; it was bloodlust, the thirst that came whenever I was going to make the sky rain red. No sins went unpunished. Even in the Christian bible, it was said that the ultimate sin will be punished by being thrown into the lake of fire. While I didn’t possess such a divine thing, I did own a gun and brass knuckles, something that shreds the face of a motherfucker completely, baring the bones to the open. “Okay boss.” He cut the call right when I hit the road. I expelled all the unnecessary thoughts, including Leigh-Ari herself and all the phantoms and wantons that trailed behind her. I focused on what mattered; making those who double-crossed me pay, with their blood.

The familiar tone of someone’s voice that he knew, yet like Alliah, he couldn’t pinpoint exactly who it belongs to. “Darkness and sins, do you want to achieve the vengeance that you covet not in your original world, but in the other?” It hit Kyle and suddenly made him feel that uncanny desire for the said thing. Vengeance is the total opposite of his principles, yet it is knocking the sense of accomplishment that is reminding him that it is not the first time that he felt such. Worse on the good side, yet not, he had done that part perfectly in the past. “What’s the matter? Cat caught your tongue?”

Our vengeance would be delivered not through blind rage, but through calculated precision. As we embarked on our mission to expose Selene's treachery, I reminded the pack of our core values. We would confront our adversaries with unwavering courage, but we would not lose sight of the principles that made us who we were. Our actions would be guided by justice and compassion, a stark contrast to the deceit and manipulation that Selene had employed.

They arrived without loyalty, but with hunger the kind only vengeance could feed. Bianca stood atop the cracked stairwell, rain dripping from her armor, her eyes like dark glass reflecting the torchlight below. “Look at what’s left,” she began, her voice slicing through the noise. “You’ve all hated each other. We hunted each other. Killed in my family’s name or because of it. But tonight, you answer to something older than loyalty.” She let the pause hang. “Vengeance.” A ripple passed through the crowd. Some spat. Some nodded. One voice shouted, “And when vengeance is done, who do we kneel to then?”

He said trying to hit Sin, but Sin was faster than him. Sin grabbed Victor by the throat. He wanted to kill him. “Now I am going to show you how much you’ve done wrong.” He growled looking at Anabel. “She is mine now, if you live through this I will be surprised.” “No!” Anabel yelled just before Sin ripped out Victor’s throat. “If you kill him, you will be killing me.” She said walking towards Sin. “I know you feel like you have to show him different things and show him punishments, but he’s only doing what he feels is right.” She said looking back at Marcus. “They have only done what they thought it right.”

She would make sure he was dead tonight. Kenchiki stood in front of his brother's body to block the woman's eyes from his brother's body. He didn't like the look she was giving his brother. He needed to have a talk with his brother. Yoshiki looked away from the woman being dragged away, it was over for her and soon enough she should apply her final move, desperate people do desperate acts even if they know they were done for, because they have nothing to live for they use any means to accomplish their goal, and Sera Skylander was a woman who lost everything in one fell swoop and knew the person responsible, her revenge should be quick and take place tonight, which was exactly what he wanted.

But almost suddenly the man reached out and tilted his face upwards looking straight into his eyes, he asked, "Do you know who I am" The kneeling man shivered how could he not know this man. He was well known in the mafia world as a very ruthless and powerful person. They said just by one look at him you could feel your knees wobble. That's how intense his aura was. They even had a nickname for him in the mafia world "The Devil Incarnate" they called him because of how ruthless he was. Gulping down saliva he nodded feebly.