Revenge Made Her Mine の小説・ストーリー

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.

The car purred to life, and we pulled away from the estate, leaving the chaos and humiliation behind. In the backseat, I stared out the window, the city lights blurring as we sped through the streets. I should have felt relieved to be away from it all, but instead, I felt… unsettled. “Do you know the best way to get revenge on someone like him?” Dominic’s voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to him, blinking. “What?” He leaned back in his seat, his smirk playful yet calculating. “Alias. Do you know the best way to make him regret every single thing he did to you?”

She still found me in the crowd. And inside my mind her voice said faintly Clear.nCold. Sharp. “Make sure to get our revenge Sapphire.”

“Can't you see their kindness? I know you're disappointed but just a little bit I need your mercy for my parents as well as me. I don't care what the reason is, I will protect what I can protect. If doing so can hurt you or even hurt me.” Alexander chuckled. He looked at Kimbeerly who continued to cry while he smiled victoriously. Kimbeerly is the stupidest woman. Alexander admits that Kimbeerly is good and honest, but Alexander will not stop the plan he has been planning for a long time. This revenge must end with her winning, not Jeremy winning again. Life must be repaid with life and blood must also be repaid with blood. There is no mercy in this plan nor will there be a chance to make am

She said as she looked straight into my eyes. "But I don't want to take it slow. I want you and Oscar to officially be mine, you can't blame me for doing this. If you didn't hide him for me, maybe he would live a life that he deserves.. which growing up with a dad." I said and she looked hurt. She turned away and she pushed me to sit on the chair next to hers. She kept her eyes on Oscar all the time when I fixed mine on her. "He's my only saviour when my life was crumbling down. The revenge, the trauma, the killing spree, work, you and even my dad. I love him so much and he really reminds me of you." She said without taking her eyes off Oscar.

She needed everything that Justin had promised to make happen after they got married. She asked one more time, "Are you really going to deliver on your promises? Make me become a medical doctor again, take care of all the medical expenses I have, and also help me get my revenge on your stepbrother?" Justin shot her a cold look that made her regret asking those questions in the first place.

"I belong to you." "Again." "I belong to you." "Say what's mine." Her whole body trembled. "My pussy. My pussy's yours, Callan, all of me, please..." I pushed into her in one long, hard thrust. She screamed. Her back arched, her fingers clawing at the tiles, her pussy clamping around my cock so tight I saw white. I held her hips and didn't move for a moment, letting both of us feel it. She was drenched, burning, perfect.

“I’m saying we strike back. Together. You still want that woman? Then take her. But I want the Blackwoods destroyed. Their fortune stripped, their name disgraced, their legacy burned to ash.” I clenched my fists, my pulse hammering in my temples. Her words lit something already burning inside me, something dark and eager. Revenge. Yes. Revenge would steady the ground beneath my feet. If I couldn’t hold Madelyn in peace, then I would take her in the firestorm I would create around her. I would never go down alone. She was mine or no one else's. A smile curled my lips, slow and sharp. “Alright, mother. We’ll make them choke on their own ashes.”

The girl with no patience left for half-measures. I was going to make him mine and mine alone no matter the cost. What better revenge than to have the bitch kneel to me as her stepmother. What better revenge than to have her own father wrapped around my finger?

“I’m not going to force you. If your gut says no, then tell him. But just know, Reed’s probably out there screwing Evelyn in some overpriced hotel suite while you’re here, playing sad ex-wife with dignity.” Her words hit hard. Too hard. Pitiful. I didn’t want to be pitiful. I sat up straighter. “You’re right… I’ll do it.” Her squeal nearly cracked the ceiling. “YES! Now that’s my badass bestie.” She grabbed both my hands and squeezed them. “Go get your revenge. And if full-blown sex happens, even better.” “Okay…yes to revenge, no to sex,” I said quickly, glaring at her.