Naruto Revenge On Konoha Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

A quick fuck they'd forget about in a week but would leave me with a lifetime of scars. And now that he'd faced the consequences of his actions—his friends being slaughtered in front of him out of sheer luck for my incubus to be walking by—now he suddenly felt owed. An eye for an eye. How disgusting. Magic flared in me, ready to zap the motherfucker into oblivion. "Revenge?" Zaine looked between us. "For what?" Fire burned at my fingertips. "He's one of the shifters from the alley." "Oh." My words changed Zaine's demeanor immediately.

Even if he was, was she ready to face all that would come with getting married to him? She shook her head and turned around to look at him. "I can't do it." "You can't or you won't?" he arched his brows. "Think about this for a moment, Jessica. You would finally be able to get your revenge against Nicholas. You would be able to make him pay for leaving you for your cousin. Doesn't the idea of seeing him suffer and fall to his knees after what he has done to you excite you?" He gritted his teeth as he narrowed his eyes and stared blankly into space. "He would have to address you as his older brother's wife. Nothing will break him more than that."

Then she slashed it again until the head was separated from the rest of the body. Katherine sat under the tree, resting her back on it. She was breathing heavily. ~ You did it. ~ Lucy said in her mind, but her voice was quiet, like it was coming from a long distance. Alpha felt like her eyelids were getting heavier with every passing minute. She felt exhausted, and her body was failing her. Healing was slower than a wolfsbane in her bloodstream. ~ We did it. I don't think we have much time left, but we did it. We got our revenge. Our task is over. ~ Katherine told Lucy, but there was no answer.

Seeing him with the ridiculous ex-girlfriend of the man she'd been in love with, a woman she clearly considered inferior to herself in every way, as that recording had made very clear, must be like death to Suzan's ego. Yep, Logan couldn't have been more correct when he'd said they'd be bothered to see them together. And, more than that, she herself didn't expect to feel a little pleased to see those expressions on their faces. It was still far from lessening the pain caused by everything they had done, by everything she had heard, by all those horrible feelings that still haunted and overwhelmed her, making her feel like she was nothing... But there was still, yes, a bit of contentment in k

Everything hurt so much. Tears blurred my vision so I barely realized when I pushed past the door of my room and collapsed on the floor. All this…every last bit of what was happening was my fault. People were going to die in this war, and it would all be my fault. I’d wanted revenge, wanted to take down the very pack that had scorned and ridiculed me. But now, it was at the cost of so many lives. And it was still my fault. Did Lucian really have nothing to say? It wasn’t even his fault. What could he actually say? He was doing this because I was his Luna, his mate. But it didn’t change what was already true.

He warned, his voice steady but laced with venom, “And don’t ever try this nonsense again. You won’t like the outcome.” As he stormed away, his shoulder brushed against me, almost knocking me off balance. I gasped for breath, clutching my chest. The confrontation had drained me, yet exhilarated me all at once. I had really pushed him that far. The only satisfaction I could cling to was the fact that Kiera was dead, and I would give anything to see the look on his face when he realizes that his little pet is never coming back.

Their sorrow was heavy, and I felt it like a weight pressing on my chest. But my gaze was not on them. It was fixed on the mountains to the north, where shadows still lingered. Ronan’s shadow. The thought of him stirred something that was no longer fear, but vigilance. He had fled, beaten, humiliated, but his pride was a flame that would never die. I knew it. He would return not just for revenge, but for redemption in his own twisted mind. And that return would not be simple.

"It's alright. In my eyes, you've always been number one. You're more important than anything..." Theodore could not bear to see her so dejected and kept comforting her. He tenderly wiped away the tears clinging to her lashes, then softly said. “And there’s one more important thing I think I need to discuss with you.” In Sigourney’s soft, pitiful gaze, Theodore slowly explained. “You know… in the past, Lucas worked with Savannah to frame us, spreading false rumors about us.” “Of course, I can’t just let them get away with that.” “That’s why I’ve been carrying out a plan to take revenge on Lucas…”

“It was meant to look like you were stealing from Nico. Undermining him.” A hollow laugh escapes me. “Well. It worked.” "I'm going to run you a bath, and then we're going to eat and talk about what you want to do next." He slips out of bed, giving me a shameless view of his perfectly chiseled chest as he walks into the adjoining bathroom. I hear the water begin to run, the soft gurgle of it, the clink of a bottle being opened and for a moment, I just lie there, stunned by how surreal this all feels. The sheets smell clean. The room is warm. My body hurts, sure, but for the first time in days… I’m not scared. My hand brushes over my wrist, fingers tracing the bruised edges. It stings, but I d

And now, I don’t know what I would do with my life anymore. But there is one thing I want to do… Revenge! I will make Aster pay for everything he did to me. For all the horrible things I suffered in the dungeon. For the abuse, he did to me the night after he decapitated my father. Maybe he just tried to save me from death just to torture me again. But whatever his plan is, I will never let him make me one of his puppets. I will find a way to end him, even if it means I have to sacrifice my own life!