Revenge Of Night Novels & Stories

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

He spared no expense in his quest for revenge, using every resource at his disposal to bring Jace and Marvis to their knees. One fateful night, as Marvis and Jace slept soundly in their quarters, blissfully unaware of the danger lurking just beyond their doorstep, Anderson set his plan into motion. With a cadre of hired thugs at his command, he descended upon the Sullivan estate under the cover of darkness, his heart consumed by a burning desire for vengeance.

A quick fuck they'd forget about in a week but would leave me with a lifetime of scars. And now that he'd faced the consequences of his actions—his friends being slaughtered in front of him out of sheer luck for my incubus to be walking by—now he suddenly felt owed. An eye for an eye. How disgusting. Magic flared in me, ready to zap the motherfucker into oblivion. "Revenge?" Zaine looked between us. "For what?" Fire burned at my fingertips. "He's one of the shifters from the alley." "Oh." My words changed Zaine's demeanor immediately.

All those savages should feel what it's like to live in agony. Alexander immediately reached out and asked for Andre's profile. He is the type of person who is so careful in making decisions because the consequences will be difficult if not well thought out. He even had to go through a lot of time just to come back with a new and superior performance in order to carry out his revenge. The pain in his heart that hadn't gone away for several years and he kept thinking of ways to get back at them, and of course it all needed to be a struggle and couldn't fail. “Andre... who is he?”

I wouldn't let one night ruin me. And no amount of pleasure could kill the fire still burning inside me. I wanted my revenge. I would get my revenge. Eventually.

“What do they want in return?” “The Ravens want revenge against the Blue Hawks, just like I do. They’re going to use this opportunity to weaken Thomas and his gang, but also to strengthen their own power in the underworld. After that, they’ll leave us alone, at least for now.” He paused, watching me closely. “This alliance is dangerous, but it was the only way to reach you without condemning us both.” A wave of relief washed over me, but also a new surge of fear. The gang wars, temporary alliances, and hidden betrayals reminded me that peace was a fleeting illusion, something that never lasted long in this world.

Lucius drew his hand to fend off more enemies, but at this time I suddenly realized that my physical strength seemed to have some trouble keeping up. My body had long been soaked with sweat and blood, and every muscle was aching, but now was not the time to give up. Images of how the warriors of the Nightshade Pack murdered my people appeared in my mind, these warriors all towering over me, they never treated anyone as a human being, they mocked, humiliated, and completely destroyed my Pack just for pleasure! The desire for revenge deepened in my heart, which seemed to trigger some power inside my body, and as one of the warriors in front of me was about to pounce on me, my furious claws had

Let them pretend I no longer mattered. Let them play their little game of unity and justice and happily-ever-after. They would see soon enough. They would all see who I truly am. Because tonight, I didn’t return to cry. I didn’t return to beg or explain or defend myself. I returned with one purpose. Revenge.

The man who destroyed me just destroyed himself to save me. "Why?" I finally ask. "Really. Why would you do this?" He stands. Walks to the window. Looks out at the city that's watching us both burn. "Because you're not the only one who can play games," he says quietly. "Because I'm tired of being the villain in this story. Because—" He turns to face me. "Because Night Six is mine to plan." I blink. "What?" "You've had five nights of revenge. Five nights of control. Five nights of making me pay." He walks toward me. "Night Six is mine. My rules. My plan. My turn to show you who I really am under all the corporate raider bullshit."

"Don't thank me. Just come home to me tomorrow night." "I will." He leaves. I turn back to the mirror. Tomorrow night. Hotel Carlyle. Suite 1410. 8 PM. Julian Voss's last night of hope. And my last night of revenge. After that? I don't know. But I'm ready to find out. One way or another. This ends tomorrow.