Revenge Deepwoken Novels & Stories

He's not getting away, and I won't let him. I ignite the matchstick and let it fall on his body. It erupts in flames, and he screams in agony and pain, but I can't find it in me to feel guilty. In fact, all I feel is satisfaction. I smile to myself victoriously. "We need to go NOW! "Dylan urges and emphasizes on the last word. We shift into our wolf forms and run, leaving dead bodies and the injured behind. What's that quote that they always say about revenge?

“I… I have to pay for the death of my wife… Pay for the death of my baby…” Xing Long tightly gripped his two hands. Instead of taking revenge, the anger towards Fang Bai and Zhu Qiu was in fact much lower than the guilt and self-cursing. There was no grudge in Xing Long's heart because his mind was too filled with regret as big as a mountain. “If only I could beat Xuan Wu faster…” Xing Long started slurring and tears of regret slowly trickled down his cheeks. At the same time, Ye Shen was screaming and boasting that Princess Diao was screaming for Xing Long for help.

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

“Revenge.” ‎

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.

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.