Novel & Cerita Revenge Of The Iron Blooded Sword Hound

Attention Hunter's Revenge is the sequel to the book 'The Mark'. It is highly recommended to read this after reading 'The Mark' for better understanding. Hunter's Revenge can be read as a stand-alone book, but I do not recommend it. I will not be providing insight to characters from 'The Mark'. So in order to properly enjoy the reading experience, I recommend not reading Hunter's Revenge without reading 'The Mark' first. I promise you won't regret reading it.

he paused and pointed the gun at Cynthia. "You were so good in bed, I foolishly let you into my bed without knowing that you are Delilah. Thank God I am not Sampson who was blinded by sweet pûssy. I am smarter than you" he shrugged. "How much did that guy pay you? Oh, maybe he fûcked you better than I did!" He laughed. "It feels good to waste the blood of those who betrayed you. It will be more fun sucking the blood of your enemies!"

Greedy. He stole my father’s idea and ordered my parents’ deaths. I hate him. And everything that revolves around him. I wanted to kill him. I still do. But my uncle told me that the best way to hurt someone is to take revenge on their loved one. Xander Black is the apple of his father’s eye—his weakness. And the key to destroying him.

Before she could complete her sentence her mother raised her bottle of alcohol and bashed it against her head. Raina fell on the ground and started to cry, her mother then went to her room and took out her whip, which was laced with silver, she would often use the silver, a poison for werewolves to punish, Raina so that she would get weak and would not fight back. And her wounds would not heal so easily and she would feel the pain. Raina was still sitting on the cold floor when her mother came behind her and raised her hand, when the whip made contact with her back skin, Raina closed her eyes and bit her lips, she didn’t even scream she just cried silently.

Their soft boots pressed against the earth. Logan noticed from the body posture his assailant appeared a man. The attacker reached into a pouch flung over his shoulder pulled out a great sword. Logan unmoved, observing the foreigner. His eyes flitted toward the tree, then back to his aggressor. The man converted the sword from one hand to the other hand his patience wearing thin.

The hydra symbol on the shield ignites with pink electric coursing through its eyes and the iron blade has that same current rushing through its metal. “Stop it!” Leon tries to scream but his uncle is already swinging. The powerful long sword meets with the small, short sword of the dwarf. Once she hears the sound clash, a fire rushes within her eyes and she rolls to the ground to get behind him. While she does, she draws out that hidden dagger and slices at the ankle of the guardsmen. Valyn is quick to turn around now facing the dual-wielding specialist. The other guards begin to take away the others. Though they are shocked by what they saw. Romare, goes invisible. There is an exposed spot

She had not even had time to accept that Kayden was missing, and now she was being told he was dead. Only now did the reality of his death begin to sink in. She also realized her heart was icy cold, yet even that could not put out the burning fire rising inside her. Like a madwoman, she suddenly turned on Robin. Her long nails tore open the skin on his neck, and blood immediately began to seep out. Robin let out a muffled groan but did not dare make another sound. He could only grit his teeth and endure the pain. A second later, Magnolia turned on someone else and kicked the lead surgeon. His hair was already gray, and that kick was enough to make him cough up blood.

My stomach churned, and I bit down on my lip so hard that I tasted blood at the thought that he cheated on me. My stomach churned, and I bit down on my lip so hard that I tasted blood at the thought that he cheated on me. Once I slammed the door shut, I leaned heavily against it, sliding down until I was seated on the floor, burying my face in my hands os fresh hot tears spilled down my cheeks. "I am never falling in love again," I said as if speaking to someone who was listening to me. "Never again.”

Everyone knew that all the wolves of the Blackrock pack had type-AB blood, making it impossible for a pup with type-O blood to exist in the pack. Faith stopped crying and exclaimed, "There must be a mistake. Please let me explain, Felix!" "You wretch! How dare you toy with me?" Felix transformed into a wolf and aimed a powerful kick squarely at Faith's chest. I nearly couldn't stop myself from smiling as I looked at Faith's pathetic state. After all, I hated her as much as I hated Felix. I had already planned to make Felix pay for betraying me and for causing Ryan's death. It only made sense that I would also take revenge on Faith since she had been responsible for exiling me from the pack.

Serena sneered coldly, staring at the face she once loved so deeply. It had been love at first sight back then. But now, when she looked at him, her heart was calm—untouched, unshaken. The greatest sorrow is when the heart dies. The true opposite of love isn’t hate—it’s indifference. And that’s exactly what she felt for him now. No anger. No pain. Just silence. The Art of Revenge was never about rage—it was about letting go. She didn’t need to destroy them. Her joy was the masterpiece. And they would suffer, helplessly, watching her shine.