Novel & Cerita Psycho 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

The Kate Vance in her wanted vengeance, but the soft and caring Jane Blackwood knew that her father's life was the only currency that mattered. The drive to the Blackwood mansion was filled with a wave of silent tension. The journey through the heart of the city was a stark contrast to the chaos of the past few days. As they got closer to the familiar, imposing gates, Jane felt a wave of silent shiver over her body—a knot of nostalgia and dread tightened in her chest. The Blackwood mansion, once a symbol of her sheltered, privileged life, was now a monument to her trauma. It had been turned into a stage for the final act of her revenge.

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Which meant— Victor had started approaching Dante not long after the man got out of prison. “He deliberately waited until Dante was completely broken first,” Peter muttered quietly. “Then he offered him a way out.” Aurora immediately looked up. “Does Dante know any of this?” “No.” Peter’s answer came without hesitation. “And that’s the most dangerous part.” Because Dante thought he was being helped. When in reality— Victor was only using him as a tool for revenge. The call ended a few minutes later. And the atmosphere in the room grew even heavier afterward. Aurora slowly walked toward the large window in the living room.

I shrugged my shoulders, almost walking out of the room so they wouldn't think wrongly about us but stopped when he said that. "I will, very soon." He managed to say, looking away, pressing his teeth together. “Oh, now after what happened, you still want revenge? Everyone is present, why don’t you slap me here and end this charade?” I jeered, knowing my words were agonizing to him. He opened his mouth to speak but I looked dead into his eyes with my scornful smile. “Because at this point, to me, you and your fucking revenge can go to tell, Mr. Layne. I am not afraid of a pathetic man like you. In fact, show me what you can do.”

“Amelia “ Williams called with his hands in his pocket . “If I were you will , I am going to run or even still kill myself because right now, I am more richer and have more power than you , I am back and this time I would not show any mercy , all those who had caused me pain would suffer “ “ if I were you Santiago, I would kill myself because what’s coming , I wouldn't be able to hold it . You don’t know when I would hit you so bad . When she finished speaking , she turned , she was satisfied with the lols that he had on . She wasn’t going to back down , this was just the beginning of her revenge , it was more like the tip of an iceberg.

“We’re taking everything that matters to him. We begin with Nowelle—then, we finish him. You’ll gain his trust. His heart. You’ll access files, schedules, finances. Every move he makes, I want to know it before he does. Understood?” I stay quiet, processing. This means seeing him more—more than I want to. Just the thought of being near him again stirs feelings I’d rather bury. But then I remember what his father did to mine. I don’t care if I have to be his chef, his driver, his dog walker—I’ll do whatever it takes to destroy them. “Okay, Uncle. As long as Stephen pays in the end, I’ll do anything.” He nods. “Apply tomorrow. Blend in. Be useful. You alone hold the key to your revenge.”

I had to think of my kids, the plot of my revenge, and how deeply I wanted it to hurt—and I wanted it to hurt really badly. I had to think of the best way to hurt them. But to do that, I needed to know why he had done it. Why he had pretended for years... *"Your marriage was planned, meeting him was planned, everything was planned, even the amount of children you're meant to have. All of that was planned."* I mean, if it had been planned, why did he... I sucked in a breath and stood up to go get a bottle of wine from the cabinet before returning to the living room, where I gulped down half of its contents.

Then I got out of the car and set it on fire and ran far from it then watched it explode from afar. "Very soon...I'll come for you, Vladimir. Enjoy your life as much as you can in the meantime." I walked towards the car I left there the previous day, slid into the driver's seat and drove back home with a feeling of satisfaction. I was going to finish my revenge, I was goig to end every single person who was involved in the ruination of my life and I was gonna do it in the worst ways possible. ** The Next Day I stood in front of my Target as he approached me. He just came from Australia and I was posing as his driver.

I wouldn't be able to find a new job if I didn't accept the company's arrangements for me. Letting me resume working in a job position that the company selected for me was just a fancy excuse for them to demote me and exclude me from the core management. Great. Just great. What an incredibly smart method to take me out after squeezing out all of my worth! But what Xander and the others didn't know was that I had already died once. There was no way I'd let them do whatever they wanted to me without fighting back. After I returned to my office, I made myself a cup of coffee. I had no idea when exactly I got addicted to coffee—if I didn't have a cup of joe every day, I'd be extremely uncomforta