Masamune Kun No Revenge Mom Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Of my three older nephews, Hiro was the one we could rescue in time, but the girls weren't. They were raised entirely by Nyoko, which means they're deadly weapons in many ways. Dai is smarter, more intelligent, and more lethal, while Ima is wrath with beauty and skill. She can make a damn army kneel in homage, so she should never be underestimated, never." "But she's currently in the hospital, or at least that's what I understood," I mentioned somewhat incredulously. "She'll be out very soon," Aunt Katsumi said. "And if she's half as stubborn as I remember her, it will be a bigger problem, one that won't rest or give up. She'll do everything possible to get revenge on you, your husband, and

"You think we're afraid?" Mum shouted. "We don't fucking care! Come at us with all you've got! We're the Yamamotos and there's nothing we can't handle! Ryu, if we manage to get free, just run. Run as far as you can and hide from us because if we get you, you'll wish you were never born! I'll personally grind you to dust! I will- ah!" In the blink of an eye, Ryu swiftly snatched the gun in Tobio's hand and pointed it at mum who cried out in shock. "You will what?" he asked, raising a brow. "You will what?!"

Turning my attention back to the man beneath him, I release punches upon punches. When he’s almost lifeless, Mae pleads I allow her the opportunity to have a taste of revenge and I do. I crawl away from him and she towers over her father with the gun. “For everything you did to those women. Starting from Dima’s mum, mine, and others.” Her voice is a deathly growl as she says that. Afterward, she clicks the trigger and spills the bullet, killing the man she once called father. It’s an eye for an eye. A life for life.

I could see the gears turning in his mind, as if he was calculating the next move, trying to figure out how he fit into this puzzle of revenge I was laying out. He took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing slightly. “So, since you’ve made up your mind about this revenge thing,” he said, his voice calm, but I could sense the weight behind his words. “Do you have a plan to accomplish it, or are we flying blind here?” I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “I have a plan… sort of,” I admitted, biting my lip. “Before I was reborn, the Moon Goddess told me a few things. She gave me some guidance, a path to follow.”

I would always recognise Dante by his scent when I was in this condition. "Mom..." He went to hug her tightly on the bed, and I rolled my eyes. Is this some kind of a reunion for them? "Have you found a donor yet?" The first question she asked, pushing Dante away. How selfish of her. "Yes... Yes, Mom. The donor is here," Her expression changed immediately, a smile lacing up her face. "Really? You found a donor?" "Yes, Mom. She is here," She breathed out in relief, pulling him in for a warm embrace as she kept muttering, 'finally'. If only she knew that it was just the beginning of her miseries.

That night, they renewed their love as they both sweat under the moonlight, and their moans filled the sky. *. *. * Alyssa peeked at the woman in front of her. She looked just like her. "Who are you?" Alyssa asked, petrified. "I am you and you are me," The woman replied. Her voice echoed. "What! How am I?" "Alyssa! You were supposed to avenge my death. You were supposed to taunt everyone who had a hand in our death. What are you doing? You are in love with my killer?" The woman, who was the previous Alyssa Arnold, accused angrily. She was infuriated.

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!

"Jenna, please don't blame me for what happens next. When someone does wrong, they must be brave enough to face the consequences!" His words hit me like physical blows. "If you confess your crimes now, there might still be time to make things right!" I turned to look at Scarlett's mother, desperate for some sign of the woman who had once braided my hair. "Aunt, do you feel the same way uncle does?" Scarlett's mother just snorted coldly. Her expression was carved from stone, showing no trace of affection or doubt. Her meaning was crystal clear without words. I withdrew my gaze and smiled with bitter self-mockery.

"It just feels heavy. Seeing him sweat today didn't give me my old life back, it didn't bring my dad back. It just reminded me of how broken everything is." "Revenge is never pretty," Alessandro said gently. He rested his elbows on his knees, leaning closer to me. "People who say revenge is sweet have never actually taken it. It is an ugly, dirty business. It leaves a bad taste in your mouth. But sometimes, Chiara, it is the only way to clean the slate. You are cutting a rotten piece out of your life. It is going to hurt, and it is going to feel heavy but once he is gone, you can finally breathe again." He understood… he actually understood the dark place my mind was in, and he didn't judge

Every rescue mission lead me to a dead end… The Rogue’s found out about my plan to attack them, and not surrender to their demands. They sent me a video of one of them driving a silver dagger into my wife’s heart. The next day, I found her lifeless body that was dumped by the border of my pack. They killed her and dumped her body, like she was trash. That was the day my heart died with her. I was blood thirsty, I started killing every Rogue that i could get my hands on. No Rogue was spared from my thirst for revenge.