Revenge Deepwoken Novels & Stories

they both start looking at each other after a while they avoid each other. Then Ryan said ok can you guys calm down at that time Leo came and said how are you guys sorry I'm late Henry got angry and made a face and said to Leo no dude we are all waiting for you especially Lara right Lara Then he said to Ryan come we have a business to do let's go Ryan said ok beautiful girls I have to go bye see you later .leo said hey girls are something wrong and by the way who is this joker humph saying bye beautiful girls .lisa sensed something fishy and said to Leo why are you so angry are you somehow jealous of them also showed shyness and no way should i. after some time when Lara and Lisa were togeth

But I never saw the bitterness brewing beneath it all. It wasn’t until the day I died that the truth hit me. The fire tore through my skin, but all I could feel was the burning need for revenge. A vengeance so deep, it threatened to consume everything in its path. I wasn’t just given a second chance to make things right with Sebastian. I was given a second chance to destroy those who destroyed me. I was reborn through flames. And I will lay waste to them all. I lay down again, but I couldn't sleep.

Not now. As I reached my room and closed the door behind me, I allowed a small, bitter smile to play on my lips. They didn't know the truth yet, but they would when I started biting them like bees. All of them would pay for what they did. Being transferred back in time had given me a second chance, and I intended to use it to exact the revenge they all deserved. This time, they would all face the consequences.

he paused and pointed the gun at Cynthia. "You were so good in bed, I foolishly let you into my bed without knowing that you are Delilah. Thank God I am not Sampson who was blinded by sweet pûssy. I am smarter than you" he shrugged. "How much did that guy pay you? Oh, maybe he fûcked you better than I did!" He laughed. "It feels good to waste the blood of those who betrayed you. It will be more fun sucking the blood of your enemies!"

The pain, so palpable, etched deep scars upon his soul, scars that would forever remind him of the treachery he had endured. As they stood there, locked in a battle of gazes, Darren felt the temptation to succumb to the darkness that beckoned him. Revenge whispered in his ear, its seductive voice promising sweet satisfaction. The urge to lash out, to make them feel the same pain that seared through his heart, surged within him like a tempest.

His breath was hot against my throat, his grip firm and almost desperate, and for a single, wild heartbeat I let myself drown in the sensation, because this was the first step of my revenge. Draven’s rogue wolves had killed my parents years ago on his command. Leonard had destroyed the rest of my life. And here I was, using the same man who ruined my past to destroy the man who ruined my future. A perfect circle of vengeance where I planned to have the two monsters crushed with one stone. “Ahh,” I moaned as he thrusted into me once more, hard enough to make my back arch.

Where are you? Then she saw a blur of movement up ahead. Hiding behind a thick tree, she watched what was going on. And there, in a small clearing, was Daniel standing and talking with Kael-the rogue leader of the Dark Moon pack. Sophia's stomach was roiling with anxiety at every word that fell. You sure this will work?" Daniel asked, low. "I don't want to hurt Sophia." Kael laughed, the cruel sound running chills down Sophia's spine. "We'll crush the Rivers pack with your help. They'll never see it coming."

“I told you… I owed you… more than betrayal.” He looked up at Reiven with that same familiar defiant smirk—one that now trembled with death creeping in. “I wasn’t… going to let the bastard shoot you.” Crow growled from across the flames, “He should’ve convinced you to stay dead instead.” Reiven’s fists tightened. Wolf collapsed fully, body limp against the rubble. Something primal split open inside Reiven. Something he hadn’t felt since the night Saint died. A burn that wasn’t fire. A rage that wasn’t madness.

He had all but given up when his great grandmother's face suddenly flashed under his eyes, and he heard her voice saying, "Wake up boy! You're not done here yet, WAKE UP!" He suddenly felt like he was falling, down, down, down... until he finally hit bottom. He jolted awake, and all of a sudden, he was mad again. He was so angry that there were actually no words for how deep he felt the fire burning in his soul. He had never felt this way before, but he did know without a doubt, that the only solution was revenge. Revenge served as cold as possible and in the appropriate amounts.

ᯓ★ Ginger rushed to the villain’s lair, breathing heavily because she was in a hurry and didn’t want to be late. If she wanted to stay longer in her enemies’ workplace and be successful with the execution of her revenge plan, then she would need to follow one of the codes of conduct, which was punctual. “Wait, hold the elevator!” Yelled, Ginger at the person who was about to enter the elevator while she was running. She was so busy catching her breath, she didn’t notice it was Charlie. Ginger just realized it when Charlie spoke.