Revenge Of Night Novels & Stories

I drove towards the beach because in a few minutes, the sun will rise and I want to see my last sunrise before having my revenge later on at night. As soon as I arrived at the beach, I got off my motorbike. I took off my helmet and sat down on the sand feeling the cold sea breeze. I closed my eyes and tears started to come out from my eyes remembering why I'm starting my revenge today. I got up and opened up the seat cushion of my motor bike. I looked at the small brown envelope and took it out. I walked slowly towards the water and closed my eyes praying for my sanity to go for revenge.

Family and friends of the victim’s out to get him for the murders. But on August twentieth, 2001, Druid Hills Headquarters moved their illegal enterprise to North Atlanta 6.8 miles elsewhere. They discovered fresh unwilling organ donors, continuing their murderous violence covering up their atrocious acts and identities. Closing Remarks I hope readers enjoyed my work Revenge of the Executioners. I wanted to lean toward writing impact action, adventure, and drama for once. Your reviews on my book inspire me to continue writing fiction of crime, mystery, thriller, fantasy and paranormal. Visit Amaze and give my book a review if you enjoy it!

She would survive this. And one day, she would make him pay for everything he had taken from her. Walking to the window, she stared out at the city lights again. They seemed colder now, less alive. But they reminded her of one truth: she was still here. She had not been defeated yet. And as long as she drew breath, her revenge would remain. This was not the end—it was only the beginning.

He thought about her words, her promises to help him exact revenge on Aurelio Rexton's grip on the glass tightened, his knuckles white with tension. "I'll get my chance," he whispered, his voice dripping with venom. "And when I do, Aurelio will pay for what he's done,if not for anything for everything I’ve lost these past years, he’s dearly going to pay." The whiskey glass shattered on the floor, a stark reminder of the fragility of life and the depth of Rexton's anger. He rose from the couch, his eyes blazing with determination, his heart consumed by an unquenchable thirst for revenge.

And so, with a heart full of resolve and a soul aflame with righteous fury, Antonio set out into the night, ready to do whatever it took to avenge the death of his father and restore honor to his family once and for all. Antonio navigated the labyrinthine streets of the city, his senses sharp and alert, every nerve tingling with anticipation. He moved with purpose, his steps guided by an instinct honed through years of training and experience. The night air was cool against his skin, carrying with it the faint scent of rain and the distant hum of the city.

He swung his body away from me and started pacing in front of me, swinging the lantern dangerously around, his roaring increasing by each second, "the bargains I made with the Giver of Souls just to see the next day! Bathing in cold blood!" Instantly, silence engulfed the entire room, my teeth chattered and I held back a sob. "All I did just to get revenge on Kai and his people" He was staring into a space adjacent to me and I knew he was in his head, he didn't care whether I was listening or not. He was mad, really mad. "The moon goddess, she gave me a second chance, yes, a second chance, a perfect chance of carrying my revenge and I have done that by bringing you here, Nadine" He turned to

Revenge was a complex game, and I was playing it for the ones I loved. I had scores to settle – against the three men who had caused so much pain in my life, Chirkov for his deeds against Anya and my mother, and Maksim for his attempt on her life. It was time to unleash the full force of my determination. Walking back to my room, I paused at the entrance, steeling myself for what lay ahead. Anya was in there. As I entered, I found her peacefully asleep on my bed. An overwhelming warmth filled me at the sight.

He said each word with an emphasis that made her face burn. - W-well… – she gasped, closing her hands into fists on the table, to try to control her reactions – What if… What if Liam and Suzan aren't affected? That's what revenge is about, isn't it? - Oh, they will, don't worry. – although her posture as a whole remained unchanged, she could see that dangerous and infuriated gleam in the green eyes – After so many years in this industry, I met many people like them. When they consider someone inferior, they simply cannot bear to see them succeed in any way. Foster and Newton believe they have destroyed it. That whenever you see them you'll feel like you're nothing. But let's show them otherw

She whispered to her own self. "What?" He asked her loud and clear. "So you are from that mafia gang, Stalza." She screamed on top of her lungs since she was scared. And to her reaction, the men around her pushed their ammunitions further to her throat. "Hehe," his eyes lit up, "That's right princess. I am from that dirty mafia gang everyone is talking about." He got up and spread his arms, as though he was trying to say that he own the entire world,

I didn't waste a moment and exposed his past crimes and sordid affairs in a single night. By morning, Lex had nothing left. He trembled uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face. "I've been doing everything I can to pay you back! Why are you forcing me into a corner?" I pulled a wad of cash from my bag and slapped his face with it. "Money? I have more than enough." Then I laughed. "I never wanted money. I wanted your despair." "Lex," I said, my voice dropping low, "I know you're afraid of death. You'd rather live like a dog than die with dignity."