Novel & Cerita Netorare Revenge

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

My repaired heart is only asking one thing from the day I became numb is Revenge. See u soon XAVIER REVENGE IS ON I am back for my VENGEANCE -Yours love with lots of hatred Jasmine

Nora shrugs off Terry's grip, freeing her arm from his grasp. With a hint of defiance, she retorts, "Oh, so now it's my fault? Weren't you the one who told me to seek revenge, promising to support me no matter what?" Running a hand through his hair in exasperation, Terry's tone becomes more impatient. "Do you have any idea what you've done, Nora?" he asks, his voice tinged with a mix of concern and disbelief. Nora nods confidently, her eyes gleaming with a sense of satisfaction. "Yes, I've taken my revenge," she replies firmly, her voice filled with determination.

he said and I slowly met with his eyes, “My business with Novan shouldn’t bother you much, what we have in common is making my mother pay for her offense towards us,” “I’m not intruding in your privacy, you should keep the same energy too,” I replied and with that I got up from my seat and began to walk out of his office. “You look stunning though!” He called out after me, my lips stretched to a very involuntarily small smile as I walked out of his office. After everything Mother did to injure my soul, feeling bad for taking revenge on her should be the last thing I should be feeling right now, I’ve come to realize that I needed to repetitively say this to myself just so that I don’t lose fo

Natalie said, so Norwan look at her once again. “What is it?” Norwan asked. Natalie secretly flinched her hand and looked into Norwan’s eyes. “I want you to help me to get revenge on them,” Natalie said.

His hand moves to my chest instead, tracing the scars there with reverent fingers, and we sit like that in the back of the car as it pulls smoothly into traffic. "What's next?" Carlton asks quietly, and I can hear the question underneath the question— where does this go from here? What does forever look like when forever is built on blood and obsession and the kind of love that burns too bright to be anything but destructive? "I find Target Seven," I tell him honestly, and I watch as understanding settles over his features. The work continues. The revenge continues. The cycle of violence continues even as I'm holding the one thing that makes me human, the one thing that ties me to something

I got out past the lump in my throat, nostalgia washing over me in waves. "Well, you got what you wanted. It's time to take back what is yours" I took my glasses off, then turned to face Antonov, a smirk on my face. "I am going to have so much fun Antonov. Margo, Miguel, and Raphael do not know what is going to hit them" "I still think what you did with Raphael's order is unethical and he is going to find out that it was you"

He said each word with an emphasis that made her face burn. - W-well… – she gasped, closing her hands into fists on the table, to try to control her reactions – What if… What if Liam and Suzan aren't affected? That's what revenge is about, isn't it? - Oh, they will, don't worry. – although her posture as a whole remained unchanged, she could see that dangerous and infuriated gleam in the green eyes – After so many years in this industry, I met many people like them. When they consider someone inferior, they simply cannot bear to see them succeed in any way. Foster and Newton believe they have destroyed it. That whenever you see them you'll feel like you're nothing. But let's show them otherw

His rage, once a raw wildfire, was now a honed blade, sharp and unyielding, its edge set on one goal: vengeance. Now, Nero stood before Eleanor’s grave, rain cascading down his scarred face, his full military regalia drenched but unbowed. The weight of his past clung to him heavier than the storm. He reached into his jacket, pulling out a gleaming medal—etched with the blood and triumphs of the war front—and dropped it onto the grave, a silent offering to the mother whose screams still haunted him. The medal glinted in the rain, a solitary spark against the gray earth.

For them to cry blood? Ansif caressed her back silently. His action surprised him. But he let it leave. After few minutes, Simran pulled away and said “ You have not completed your revenge yet. Do the same thing my brother did with Aliyah , throw me on road like he did” Ansif watched her in shock. How could she say something like that. Though he thought of doing something like that a the beginning, he could never do that, it is against his morals.