Rebirth Of Vengeance Novels & Stories

Even if she was finally kicked out of the Sanchez family and had nothing in her career and family, they still refused to let her go. In the end, they slaughtered and killed her. This hatred never ends. Fortunately, God took pity on her and let her be reborn, and it happened to be the night when she was framed to have an accident. Unlike before the rebirth, she didn't lose herself at the beginning. Now that the decline has been reversed, she must live a wonderful life when she is reborn. And those who harmed her, she would not let any of them go. The familiar but long-lost phone rang, Ashley was startled for a while, and then she took out the phone from her bag.

The strength in Victor’s body gave out. I released him, picked up a knife nearby, raised my hand, and drove it down. Thud. Thud. Thud. Again and again, until his body was nothing but a sieve. Then I used my ability once more, draining every last drop from the remains on the ground. Ten years of torment and humiliation, and all the restraint and planning after my rebirth, finally ended today. Tears streamed down my face as I screamed at the sky. “I’ve taken my revenge! Today, I finally got my revenge!”

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

Thus, I had been reborn, one year following my death! And now, an opportunity slapping on my face—an opportunity to right the wrongs inflicted upon me. Revenge loomed as a tangible objective, as I vowed to pursue justice against those who had orchestrated my suffering. Regardless of the cost, the Davis family would be held accountable, and I pledged to go to any lengths necessary to achieve my mission.

“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.

Jane repeated herself, though she sounded far less confident this time. “…Baby Victor.” Jayden looked from her to me. Then back to her again. “…What exactly is a Baby Victor?” I rubbed a hand over my face. “This is going to sound absolutely ridiculous.” “It already does.” Jane took a careful step forward. “The old records mention rebirth.” Jayden didn’t interrupt. “They suggest that when certain ancient creatures die, their souls don’t disappear forever.” He still said nothing. “They’re… reborn.” Jayden slowly nodded.

"By recreating your deepest fears in a controlled, virtual rebirth scenario, it triggers the most primal survival instincts. "The news alerts, the murders, the nonexistent brother, the conspiracy to have someone else do the killing—those were all scripted scenarios I set up based on your condition. The goal was to give you a reason to live, even if that reason was revenge." His eyes reddened as he looked at me. "It worked. Your drive for revenge brought out a clarity and intelligence unlike anything before. Your will to survive beat the illness." He stepped closer and opened his arms. "Elena, welcome back."

" Shanaya questions with a little panic. "Don't worry this is also the reason you get this rebirth, now your first task is to make sure that Mayuri looses goodwill points as much as she can. and if you are successful in this, then we might get more strength to do more things." Angle said. And Shanaya decided to work hard. She suddenly has this good feeling about her new task.

Part of me wished that I was dead along with him. Part of me wished that this sick bastard would put a bullet through my brain… Put an end to me. Just like he did to my father. But now… I was fixated on vengeance. Fixated on watching this motherfucker burn. I wouldn’t rest until I got justice. Retribution was mine. I may not have been built for this way of living. I may not have had it in me to see the things that I would have to see moving forward. But I would have to put up with it.

She leaned in, dug her sharp nails into my cheek, then added in a shrill, evil voice, "Look at the pathetic state you're in right now. You're filthy, disgusting, and a waste of food if you stay alive. It's an honor that you can even contribute to our lives. "Don't push your luck. I'll snap your fingers one by one if you keep fighting back!" Colter crouched, seized my throat, and forced me to look him in the eye. His eyes were bloodshot, which made him look like a wild beast that had lost control. "I'm telling you—no one will ever find you, even if you die here today. This is an abandoned factory, where your corpse will rot, and rats will pick your bones clean. No one will remember or mourn y