Romans & histoires Revenge X Storm

And on this storm, there were two tragedy-weary and blood-sister women scheming against their vengeance. No daughters anymore. No victims anymore. Revenge of the man who first loved them.

“Don’t ever say that again.” The force of his words silenced me. Storm drew in a deep breath, composing himself. “Listen to me. Riven is not like the others. He hunts for weakness. He will come back, and if he thinks you’re unprotected…….” His voice trailed off, but I caught the unspoken truth. I would be destroyed. My hands shook harder. “Then why? Why even bother with me, Storm? You’ve avoided me like I plague the ground you walk on. Why now?”

It was scarier and I didn’t want to mess with that. "Sean you visited the inn?" I wanted to know if it was him then I think one of my worries will be less. "Oh so they told you but I don't care. Amelia, do you want to know what is going to happen next?" I nodded my head wiping my tears praying that Sean would calm down and listen to me. "I am going to take revenge for what you did. And I am going to do it openly because I am not cheap like you to pretend like you are in love and then betray me."

Storm grabbed a pen and a few papers from the bunch. "Cerano..." Storm trailed off as he scribbled across the paper. "So to get him, we have to think like him." Storm pointed out. "As a man who just escaped jail and is seeking revenge, what's the first thing you'd do and where's the first place you'd visit?" Storm asked Remy, the latter catching on fast as the two brothers smiled knowingly at the answer to that question. "Bastard genius." Remy punched his brother's arm in admiration.

Her always-calm and composed face was now clouded with gloom, resentment, and perhaps many things she herself couldn’t even name. After a moment of silence, the man finally said, with restraint, “I’m sorry.” Sorry? What good is a ‘sorry’ now? If anyone in this world is owed an apology, it’s not her—it’s Eli! Eli was dead. He couldn’t seek justice anymore. But she could seek it for him! Yes—revenge! Eli must not have died in vain! Revenge. Revenge. Revenge. Raina covered half of her face with one hand. On her face appeared a glimmer of madness—the madness of vengeance. Her hand was trembling, but it wasn’t from fear or despair anymore.

When it comes to this sarcastic, sharp-tongued little demon who had the nerve to roll her eyes at me the first day we met, the one who made Storm restless, made my blood burn, made me feel like I was finally alive, they should run. They could rape or kill every other soul in this academy, I wouldn't blink but touch her? You sign your own death sentence and guess what? Now they’re paying for it. In blood. In flames. In their own twisted limbs and I’m just getting started cause I'll find who's behind this. “Just fucking claim her,” Storm growled again, this time forcing filthy images through my skull. I staggered, fists clenching. I could see her under me, could feel the heat, her body soft, a

Isabella’s revenge wasn’t over. And this time, she was coming for what he loved most. The storm had found its way home again.

I asked her. "Meaning? Look, Kieran, you have to forget the past. Didn't you just want to take me to the human world?" She was acting confused. I smirked, as my gaze then turned ugly. "That's not because I love you Stormy. We may be mates, but trust me, I don't care for your feelings one bit. As a matter of fact, taking you to the human world is to exact my revenge on you Miss Storm Tevaro!"

Revenge Gone Wrong Isabella was in her room. She just came home from an outing with her friends. She was pissed. Ricardo was going all overprotective again on her. She didn't know if it occurred to him that she was an adult now. Yes, she was just eighteen, but she still wanted the chance to pick who she wanted to be romantically involved with. Her father was not even the problem, it was Ricardo her brother. The worse part was that her dad had decided never to put himself between them when they argued.

HIGH SCHOOL REVENGE BY HEARTCODE CHAPTER 7: FOOD FIGHT *Tiana POV* Why the hell is he staring at me like that? I thought as he looked at me. Everyone turned to look like me like I was some specimen that they were dissecting. Great, just great. Now I feel naked. I took my juice box and sipped from it, and it was already empty and that was the only sound that was being made. Aidan gave me a look that I had no idea what it was, but it seemed to mean something. God having all eyes on me, was such a bad thing, I mean I haven’t killed anybody yet, I decided to stare back at him, Romeo. He started the whole stare thing and there was no way in hell that I was going to back down. Immediately I looked