Revenge Era Gerard Way Novels & Stories

His voice was calm, but firm. “Then why?” she whispered. “So you can get revenge,” he said, not softening. The word struck odd and hard in the hum of the party. “Get your life back.” Her breath hitched. “Why?” “Because you deserve it,” he replied. His gaze was steady, unflinching. “Because the bastard deserves everything that’s coming.” Selene’s breath caught, a surge of anger flooding through her. "What do you mean?" "He’s been playing you for years. You think he’s the man you married, but he’s not. He’s nothing more than a coward."

Gerard was from the branch family, and although he was Philip’s great-uncle, he had still gone way too far this time! After all, Wynn and their daughter Mila had just suffered such torture. There was no way he could sit still after that! So what if he killed them? So what if he broke the family rules and ended up under investigation by the enforcement hall? Today, he was determined to show those lurking in the shadows what the price of angering him was! What the consequences of hurting his wife and child would be! The guards Gerard had brought along were all perfectly silent right now! All their lives, they had been hand-picked from the ranks and followed their masters' orders to the letter.

However, at the thought of that batch of stocks, he finally gritted his teeth and waved his hand, gesturing for the guards to let them go. Tammy immediately pushed Henry out of the hall. She was afraid that her father would take back his words. “Father! How can you let him go like that?!” Trevor protested loudly. Gerald’s anger rose as he scolded Trevor harshly, “Shut up! You brought this upon yourself!” “What else can I do? Should I give up on taking revenge?” Trevor asked. He hated Tammy and Henry down to their bones. A murderous glint flashed across Gerald’s gaze. “They’re just two people. I’ll send someone to take care of both of them.”

"Listen, please. Before we met up with you guys there was another girl. Younger this time. I tried, God help me, I tried to stop him. When I went to pull him off her, he slammed me into the wall and knocked me out. I woke up in time to help bury the girl." Gerard curled into himself as if to protect himself from the memories. He began to sob like a child as he continued to speak. "She was a mess. Almost unrecognizable. He'd raped her then beaten her to death. I buried her while he went to a nearby stream and washed her blood off him. Like it was nothing." his fist curled into balls as if he could pound Tom into nothing if he were here. "Like she was NOTHING! When he came back, he told me if

After obtaining the formula, Griffin monopolized 70% of it, leaving only 30% for Gerard. Why was Gerard killed first? It was clear that Gerard was puzzled and felt wronged. "Does it really matter who goes first?" Woody said coldly. Then, his gaze fixed on Griffin. "I know I was wrong. Mr. Schubert Senior, please say something. I don't want to die!" Griffin was terrified and almost peed his pants; he hurriedly shouted for mercy. "Make him stop, I'll give you all my money as an apology. "You can't just stand by and watch me die without doing anything!"

“What does that even mean?” Vivian leaned back elegantly inside her chair. “It means powerful people survive scandals differently than ordinary people.” “I didn’t do anything.” “I know you believe that.” My chest tightened sharply. The younger guard pretended not to listen, but I noticed his eyes flick toward us briefly anyway. Vivian crossed one leg over the other carefully. “You’re still adjusting to this world, Lora. Mistakes become much more expensive here.” The statement sent another wave of unease through me. Nothing about this conversation felt normal anymore.

I muttered, furious at him. “You are confused between liberation or vengeance and I will use it against him. You and your redemption can go to hell now, Roy Layne.” I muttered, grabbing my bag. “Who can go to hell?” Eri giggled, peaking into the room. “Just someone bad, Eri.” “You are so strong, you can deal with any bad guy, Nut!” She beamed, encouraging me. I would never want her to see me with the look of a murderer. Before going to work I need to meet someone to play my part in that game, finally making a move.

He kept his focus on the trolley, his fingers hovering deliberately over the selection of delicacies as he took his time choosing. “You certainly know a lot for a future stepfather," Liam murmured back, his whisper sharp enough to cut glass. "And I'm concerned about why you're still going after this family after all these years. What's the real angle, Gerard?” “You? Worried about me?” I choked back a dark, amused laugh. I picked up my plate and looked at him, letting the full weight of my revenge settle into my eyes. “I have always been fine, Liam. Everything is going to play out exactly the way it's supposed to.”

The bound. "Mate" "Mate" both Damon and Eric his wolf called at the same time his eyes flashing green. He jumped into the sea.

A trial that they had conducted without hearing my side of the story? The father to a son who hated me with so much passion? I wanted nothing more than to punish him, to make him feel what I had felt all those years ago when I lost my father in the most cruel way possible, but how different would I be from Lucian? Wouldn't I be the same murderer that he was? I disliked how Orion treated me with so much vigour, but none of it was strong enough to make me plot to kill his father. It was wrong and I was never going to take a life if wasn’t in imminent threat of death or danger for my life.