Provoked Novels & Stories

"How can this even be considered a blessing? Those chrysanthemums are used to honor the dead in Malvorn—and the yellow ones are specifically used to guide the departed soul. It's clear that the Vittorio Famiglia is declaring war against us!" Carina was so frightened that she blurted out thoughtlessly, yelling, "You must have been bought off by that bitch Valentina as well!" Upon hearing my name, Papa could no longer hold back his explosive anger. He grabbed a wine glass from the side and hurled it violently at Carina, roaring, "You must have a death wish!" Carina's pristine white dress was instantly stained red by the wine. She shrieked in response, her voice sharp and piercing.

,answered Sam with a smirk to impress Ronald, Sam had read all of the questions in the files made by Marie . Marie had written down everything Ronald liked and everything would he disliked,one of his liking was to remain disgusted with mankind. Marie had written that he immensely hated the mankind and how fast they grew. He had some personal grudge against almost all people. There must have been some incident to make Ronald hate mankind this much. Sam knew that if he showed interest in killings or showed pleasure in the talk of destroying mankind , Ronald would certainly be impressed.

He turned towards Adriel, “Go ahead…kill me. I will be happy if it is with your own hands. I don’t care anymore. But you can’t hurt Leo, Andro. Don’t you forget who was behind Hazel’s accident.” Adriel tensed when Hazel’s name was brought up. It was not his intention to cause that accident, but..guess he wasn’t thinking straight that day. August’s voice snapped him out of his memories, “She was your classmate right? What did she ever do to you?,” August took a deep breath,"Why didn’t you stop Uncle Vic? Because you were blinded by hate and revenge, you ended up harming an innocent woman and her family. Now you are trying to hurt her baby too. I…..don’t know you anymore. It’s better if you ju

"I never had the intention to rape her. She was the one that provoked me by insulting our mother. I just wanted to punish her but I don't know what came over me and I suddenly had the urge to make love to her." "Oh, my goodness! Just listen to yourself! You say you were provoked because she insulted our mother. Were you not the one that first insulted her mother?" "Oh, stop asking me that silly question! I thought we have been over that and I have answered the question, so, why bring it up again? Anyway, in case you have forgotten, let me remind you. I got provoked because I find it very disrespec

he was a little stiff, and he no longer looked like the professional debauchee I saw in the garden, a dark expression took over his gaze that seemed angry “ I want to know why you provoked me” “I provoked you. Have you gone crazy?” I said, ducking as he walked forward to catch me in a false start, I was dealing with a criminal, he could slit my throat and run, and no one would ever accuse him since we have no connection. “You provoked me... and I want to know why! Did you arrange with someone to drive me out of my mind?”

After being released from prison, for the first time, she raised her chin, if not looking at her miserable appearance, her expression, arrogant to the point of being dazzling, the corners of her mouth, casually raised, curled her lips, secretly laughing, this is a provocation, a provocation in despair. Provocation is like rushing into death. Milan, you choose.

“I’m afraid that the emotions will take over and you’ll disappear again for months. You’re here but you’re not. We all miss him, Kiran, but you also have a family.” “I’m doing the best I can.” Adara shook her head. “This is not the best you can do!” “I’m not switching it on and I won’t disappear again.” “You have to. It was an accident and you have to accept that at some point.” Her hand squeezed my fingers. “Except it wasn’t an accident. I looked down at my phone Adara, I swerved…” “Then let it all out. Turn it on and freak out if you have to. Break something, scream if it helps because I’m on the verge of freaking out and throwing something at your head just to get some sort of reaction ou

He’s still glaring at me and doesn’t say a word. “What?” I throw my hands up, so over all of this, especially because I still feel the ache of pain and need. “I’m waiting for an apology Akira,” he finally says as he crosses his arms this time. “Oh, the slap, right sorry about that,” I say too annoyed to make it sound sincere. “So, I guess what I am is basically what? Being horny times a thousand? And what you’re saying is the only way I can feel better is if I fuck the need away?” I look at him incredulously. He smirks, fucking smirks like this is funny. I go to slap him again but he grabs my wrist and pulls me right against his body.

But it wasn't an empty silence; it was charged, dense, as if every second was a taut wire about to snap. Regina leaned back into the sofa, holding his gaze. "Did you come over here just to throw out random words, or do you usually bother women alone in bars?" "I never bother." His reply was immediate, confident. "I provoke. There's a difference." She let out a light, ironic laugh. "Provoke someone who's interested." Scott tilted his head, his eyes still fixed on her. "If you weren't interested, you would have sent me away already." The provocation hung in the air, and Regina felt her own breath falter for an instant. He was right, and that irritated her.

“I’m sorry about your brothers.” “They were good men,” Jake said. “I’m very prone to revenge, but I’ve also learned that sometimes by waiting, you agitate your enemies more. By letting the dust settle, you give yourself time to plan. You can look whoever you think did this in the eye, tell them you’re not sure who’s responsible … wait … plan your revenge. When you do finally take them out, it’ll be much more fun watching them squirm, especially if they thought they got away with it.”