Revenge Era Frank Iero Novels & Stories

“It worked!” Marco chuckled at the copy of the data he had access to. He didn't care what Jeremy would do after finding out what he had done. This was all for the sake of a better life for his family, especially his son's life. His son must have happiness without any shortcomings. Marco looked at the file on his desk. The file with all the evidence of the cheating he had done. Marco just smiled and took the file. “I know you are disappointed with my betrayal, but since you have also made my life worse, please accept my revenge. However, even though you are not the real culprit who ruined my life, that person is your father who made Evelyn leave me in the first place.”

She doesn't need that now, it could affect their next mission! "Mum, Phil wouldn't say a thing. I tru_" she was cut off in mid-sentence by her furious Mother. "Oh shut the fuck up! If that boy says anything it would definitely affect our next mission. Idris would know!" Oh this was about Idris? Its still about this Revenge thing. "Mum, if this is about Idris, then I am sorrycause I am done with this damn revenge." Laura spoke out and this time she was serious

I hated the wrong person. I didn’t know that I had Russian blood in my veins. “Then we are done running from the past,” I said coldly. “Because I intend to dig up every lie they buried with her.” Erico’s hand tightened around mine. “Princess, you have to calm down.” Erico said. “We will take revenge.” He added. Vincenzo nodded once. “Then we begin.” I looked at Nazyr. “You will help me.” His eyes softened — just a fraction.

My revenge plan was in motion, and she had no idea of the evil forces I had just unleashed. In the weeks and months to come, I would show her what it meant to be destroyed in spirit. I would break her ego and her heart, and I would savor every moment of her suffering. Soon, Francesca Serratore would know my true dark side and there would be nothing to save her from total collapse. And at that moment, my revenge would be fulfilled. With each passing moment, the flame of anger grew within me. I began to reconstruct my past and learn the raw truth that had been hidden for too long. My father and grandfather had been victims of betrayal, and this could not go unpunished.

"I swear on everything I hold dear that if I have to keep apologizing and making it up all the days of my life, I'll do it. I'll do anything to make you forgive me. I'm not asking to be your Beta or your best friend. I've lost my right. All I ask is that you hear me out and forgive me." Rigidly holding my tears in check, I bit back my lip, pretending to not be affected by how Sloane hurt me. "Do you think I'm a fool to believe that you don't have a hand in everything that has happened to me?" My voice hardened ruthlessly. A glaze of sweat broke out on her forehead. "I swear to you, I was as clueless as you were. There are some things you need to know about Erika, especially the motive behind

he asked. Iero froze. He could barely cover his ugly smile. “N – no, of course not!” he answered and shook his head. “What could happen?” he asked and forced a laugh, which is obviously fake. “But, your complexion doesn’t look good.” Reyan said, looking very worried as he looked at Iero’s poor complexion in his face. “I – “ Iero muttered, but suddenly, Hierro cut him off. “Reyan.” Hierro called. Reyan raised his head and saw Hierro standing by the window. “Oh, Hierro, you are there.” He said and smiled.

Deep down the quagmire of his feeling and perception, Delwyn Anderson began to mumble, Frias… Should I really take a revenge on that family? There is a person whom I adore all these times. Eriwan… Eriwan Rocky Frias… I’ve also heard you’ve just come out of the operating theater. I hope that you’ll be okay and will get well soon.

I also had to work very hard to get those mafias to spare my life. “Bastard, I will definitely kill you.” With that, Duane left with an angry face. I guess he's planning to get his revenge on me in the most painful way, so I have to leave the factory as soon as possible. At least in another area, he wouldn't dare kill people. But when Alva wasn't here, PSS wouldn't let me go anywhere else, so I tried to stay away from Duane, thinking that would make the hatred in his heart subside. But on the contrary, Duane thought I looked down on him, he almost killed me.

Even if I was covered with hatred and revenge was the only thing in my mind, being a prostitute or entertainer would not even in my choice. I chose to be a waitress in this bar. This bar was called Padi's, and it's one of the high-end bars in the city. Most of the customers here were from the higher part of society. But even being just a waitress, crud men were all around, especially when even waitresses had to wear almost nothing. I had to cope with this shit undercover even if I complained and disagreed. Because whether I liked it or not, this was the easiest way to start my revenge for these people.

“I will get each one of you bastard if it’s the last thing I do.” With that last statement from Clive Monroe, Scarface glanced at Logan reaching into his back belt. He pulled out a revolver pointed the weapon straight at Clive’s head. Clive showed no emotion, no reaction, and no petition saving his life. Logan pulled the triggered fired five bullets into Clive’s face.