Revenge Deepwoken Novels & Stories

I held the pup close, my heart racing as I watched the two wolves battle above. Within a heartbeat, Damian’s wolf plummeted. For a fleeting moment, the scene overlapped with a memory in my last life, but this time, he fell alone. He turned slightly to me, muttering, “It’s useless. An Omega’s curse has no power.” I let out a cold, satisfied smile, watching him close his eyes in despair as he tumbled into the abyss below the Sacred Ridge. At last, I felt the weight of my past life lift from my heart. It was he who brought about his own ruin.

Riven followed his gaze and let out a low, bitter smirk. “Her?” he said. “She’s not my type. What would I even do with a mute girl? She’s nothing but a cheap rag I’ll make suffer for the rest of her life. Oh look—” he added coldly, “I found a reason to live: to make others suffer.” Ace fell silent, his thoughts tangled. He didn’t recognize this version of Riven not anymore. This wasn’t supposed to be what revenge looked like. It was supposed to end once Mr. White paid his debts. But now… it had become something darker. Something that was consuming him.

The agonizing pain of the broken bond tore through my soul and left me hollow. I wanted to beg him to look at the forged evidence again. I wanted to scream that we were both being deceived. The executioner stepped forward before I could form the words. The heavy scrape of the broadsword leaving its scabbard echoed in my ears. I closed my eyes and waited for the end. A divine voice suddenly whispered directly into my mind. "Not even I can see who wears the wolf's face," the Goddess murmured in the dark. I did not understand what the warning meant.

The same love I kept on denying and calling it friendship and pushed him away? Theo looked at him with patient eyes, waiting for me to speak up.. When I didn't, he just held me tighter.. I sighed feeling his warmth.. We'll see what happens next.. But I can't lie to him and hurt him anymore.. "I am reborned.. I know it sounds crazy but it's true.. " I felt him stop breathing for a moment before kissed the back of my head for me to continue.. "I already lived my life and saw my tragic end.. And also saw the people who caused it.. I was too naive to not see through their intentions.. But this time, I won't be this naive.. I'll take revenge from them.. I'll make them pay heavily.. "

“She cannot be serious? Ha! Is she not wolfless? What ground would she have going where mages would eat her for breakfast?” “Tsk. The little girl is trying to prove something— how quick she can die, that is.” Even Damien was stunned by my declaration and I had an inkling feeling that if he was going to take anyone up north, it wouldn't be me. But this was the perfect opportunity. The Serpent was right. I didn't just want revenge for what my mate and former best friend had done to me. I wanted it all. Everything. The throne, and pack. After everything Damien had put me through, it was just fair, wasn't it?

Yet, no matter the vessel it chooses, the adversary will always recognize the revenant for what it truly is: a tormented soul seeking retribution. Skills - Dark Vision, Passive Perception, Regeneration, rejuvenation, Immunity to harmful effects, Lust for Vengeance, soul lock. The numbers on my eyes, a testament to my own power, flickered in disbelief. Three digits. A level that high, a power level that should have been confined to the deepest, darkest recesses of the dungeon system. Yet, here they were, a dozen or more Revenants, their ghastly forms illuminated by the flickering campfire light.

The blade gleamed in the firelight, casting flashes through the darkness. “From this day forth, the Gloomwood Forest shall no longer bear the presence of the Dark Eclipse pack. My warriors, tonight, we revel in our triumph!” Immediately, howls echoed through the forest, as an anthem of conquerors ringing out into the night. Raven's amber eyes sweeping across the warriors cheering under the flickering firelight. For the first time in two years, his heart felt light. He had finally avenged his father.

The memory of her baby's innocent face, cold and lifeless in her arms, gave her strength she had never known before. As she stood there, a lone figure against the backdrop of the moon, Aline's vow of revenge echoed through the clearing. The winds carried her determination, her pain, and her newfound power – a power that would soon shake the foundations of the very pack that had underestimated her for far too long.

I stood up and wiped my tears as I looked at the handsome devil standing away from me and speaking to someone in a language I didn’t quite comprehend. I had only one thought in my mind. Oh my friend you don’t know what you are getting yourself into. You made the wrong decision Sean because you just made me desire revenge even more and I don't think after what happened today I will even be able to forgive you. It's like the old saying 'don't dig your own grave ' but I am sorry my friend, my bad, I meant enemy you have already dug it and now we need a body to fill the grave. I glanced towards the kitchen where he was but no one was there. I felt a presence behind me and looked at Sean, his hai

Then again, it is not possible because by now, Summer could have picked that up. "Revenge Wolfie. Revenge is my driving force. The faces of each one of them are engraved on my soul. My only purpose is to inflict a pain a thousandfold more than they ever inflicted on me before I kill them. I want to break them beyond repair. I want all of them to beg for death but I will not grant it to them. Their deaths will be slow and agonizingly painful. And I will be the one to send them back to the depth of hell where they belong."