Mother's Vengeance Love Reborn Novels & Stories

Trusting him, that was where and when it all began. His mother was horrible about it, too. “You can pay her off,” she told Dante. “Why would you marry her because she was my donor? That’s what desperate people do for money. I don't want you to marry such a classless girl.” She said those awful words in front of me, and they broke my heart into pieces. Still, I was blinded by my love for Dante, and I would endure anything to be with him. So I had my chance, and I chose my own fate. If I had it to do over, I wouldn't make that mistake again.

she cried, spit flying so far that it hit Luke’s face. He didn’t even flinch. Ethan held his mother tighter, but she kept going. "Do your worst!" she snapped, pointing a trembling finger at them. "Just know that your actions will backfire, and you’ll—" "Enough," Luke cut in calmly as his hand closed around her neck. Terrified screams erupted from the others instantly. Ethan’s mother clutched his arms, struggling to breathe. Her face was already red, and she could barely speak. Even Ethan’s efforts to pull Luke’s arm away were in vain.

Something that was executed with horrifying precision. This was not about revenge or seizing power, it was a conquest. The doors creaked open, the shadow matriarch walked regal, bruised and her eyes burning in fury. Cinthye stood. "Mama." Her mother looked drained. For the first time since they met again she looked her age but not weak. Never. Just exhausted. " My little daredevil." Relief engulfed Cinthye's system she rushed towards her mother and hugs her. Tears welling up her eyes, mirroring the woman who she presumed dead.

“When your mother was young, her parents got killed in a war between packs and she had to go and live with her godmother who was a witch. She grew up in the company of witches and grew to be really talented in spells. She met your father, got mated to him and became the Luna of the pack. At that time, our fathers were best friends so automatically, our mothers became best friend as well. “ My mother was a witch, that was difficult to process. Witches were like those things you knew existed but you had no proof because they were so hidden. Caelum's voice brought my attention back to the story, “But it wasn't enough for your mother, she had watched her whole family die in a war and she wanted

“You were only a child back then when your mother was murdered. Anyone would have wanted revenge for that—” Yuri cut Ren off. “I knew what was going to happen,” she stated, not looking at Ren, and the guy could only stare at Yuri. “I knew what was going to happen if I pursued the path of vengeance. My mother and uncle have never really told me what my uncle did when I was a child. But I’ve learned enough from my mother that I actually knew the nature of his job.” Yuri gave out a small sigh. “Hatred and vengeance begets nothing but more pain and suffering. My mother told me that enough times in the past.” She sighed. “But I didn’t care. Now…I suppose I’m paying the price for my decision.”

“I began to surround myself with myself because the only people who love and believe in me are me. “ “I realised that I was stronger than I ever thought I could be. I was kind, I was loving, and I was worthy of being loved in return.” “My mind flashed to one more thing, getting reborn by the moon goddess isn’t just giving me a second chance.” “I was reborn so I can have my revenge on the people who made my life a living hell.” “And now!!!, I will be starting the revenge with you.” I thundered in rage. “And the revenge starts by giving you a painful and anguish death.”

“You think that was begging? That was me remembering the girl you broke. The girl who thought pain meant love. But she’s gone, Damon. Dead and buried beneath every scar you left on me.” She steps closer, her voice rising— not trembling, but thunderous. “Yes, I want revenge. I want you to feel what I felt— powerless, exposed, discarded. But don’t mistake my vulnerability for desire. You didn’t see lust in my eyes. You saw rage. You saw grief. You saw the ghost of the girl you destroyed.” She rips her hand from his grip, eyes locked on his. “And that ring? That man? That family? They’re not my escape. They’re my resurrection. You were my grave, Damon. He is my rebirth.”

The heart of a woman is truly sensitive and vulnerable, it can crack just by a single pain and sometimes that crack will eventually turn into big and hatred will be soon felt. "I somehow pity her, she's a victim of love. Why would a man betray a woman who truly loves him? She turned evil because of him, it's his fault." Hera said. I remembered what happened to me, it's the same scenario, the only difference is I didn't choose to be evil and get revenge, I know my limit of doing things and I don't want to lose myself after losing everything I had. It's the only thing that left in me. I will never trade it for anything. "But she killed many people, she deserves it." Lore replied to her stateme

I hate his arrogance, hate the suffering that my sisters and I must endure to sustain him, hate the control that he holds and exerts over us all. But I also love Chrys. I don’t want him to regret the way in which we finally find our way together—truly together, openly in love and bound by blood, the way all vampires mark their spouses. Chrys closes his eyes and breathes in deeply. When he opens them, they are filled with determination. ‘No,’ he says, ‘I’ll still do it. I’ll kill him. For you, my love.’

“I’ll be with you, every step. I love you, okay? You’ll be fine,” “Oh come on,” Elena chuckled lightly then winced against. “I’m not in the least bit scared. Okay? I’ve died before. Or did you forget I was reborn for revenge?” ……………………………………………………………………………………………. Twelve hours later. Elena and Marco Donatelli welcomed twin baby girls to the world. Both mother and children were perfectly healthy. THE END.