Novel & Cerita Revenge X Storm

“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

"Everything would've panned out right, Bel. It worked in my favour. I didn't want you to be around when I met Adrian." "That's the thing. I'm not meant to be a tool in your plan. It should be 'our' plan. You didn't even tell me Diavolo was there." "He was. Far across the hall, amongst the VIPs." Inhaling deeply, I pushed back my anger, a hollow feeling that I was now familiar with, taking over me. Being tossed around in this revenge game was becoming exhausting yet I had no choice. There was no use hashing it out. "Okay. Let's forget about what you did." I dismissed, turning to address the newest information.

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.

• CALEB • Oh they wanted to play games? Perfect. Because suddenly I was in the mood to become the biggest problem in both their immortal lives. Stormy practically purred inside my head the moment we walked away from the courtyard. “Finally. You’re learning.” “I’m not doing this for revenge.” “You literally look like revenge wrapped in pretty skin right now.” Fair enough. I was annoyed. No.

"They're pushing me to my limit." Riley placed her hands on mine, her eyes full of worry. "Athena, are you okay?" she asked softly. I looked up at her, and honestly, right now, different emotions were flowing through me, but the most prominent was anger. I was so pissed that I didn't mind going along with Austin's idea. But death was not an appropriate punishment for Dylan and his buddies. "I'm so pissed. I can barely contain my rage. He really had to do this, but I'm grateful. It only makes my thirst for revenge greater," I answered, squeezing her hand softly.

And then I'll strike back hard at Avery for making my life difficult. She was never meant to be in the picture and I'll get rid of her now since she has left me with no other choice. Revenge! Revenge! Revenge! The words kept ringing in my ears. Everyone would be so surprised at my comeback. They wouldn't see what hit them either. I am the dark storm most people pray against. And this dark storm was about to hit Avery and everyone related to her one way or another. “You’ll regret this Avery! You'll regret coming back to this country and I'd make sure of that!” I yelled out at no one but myself.

Jutul stated, shifting his buttock position on the chair, as if to relax more properly to dish out more juicy reports. “And what is the first?” Kaden inquired, thoroughly intrigued. “She wants revenge on Storm for disfiguring her brother. You know, I had mentioned earlier that Storm has a step brother who hasn’t been home for two years. Well, the reason is because he is disfigured in a way. According to Miranda, the brother had tried to play with Storm-I think she meant to downplay her brother’s wicked act. From the scowl on her face, I could tell that the boy had tried to rape Storm. Well, Storm hadn’t taken it lightly. She had used powers on him.” Jutul answered, his eyes beginning to blin

I needed to get my head on straight. No, not get...screw. Because despite how many times I had told myself that, it still wasn't working. This time, I needed something to take my mind off Luna...even if it was temporary. And the only way to do that was to dive head-on into this revenge, and my business. But mostly the revenge. I needed a cold rush of driving a bullet through the man's head— after he had told me who sent him, of course— to replace the electrifying sensation that accompanied Luna like a second skin and was threatening to drive me further to the edge of the edge of the sexual precipice.

he muttered, twisting one person's arm that wanted to stab him from behind. ——— A bullet rammed into Storm's arm from one of the other cartels. Tessa's eyes flashed red with anger. She pointed her gun at the person and rained countless bullets on the person. Storm and she might not be on speaking terms, but she still loves him. Storm looked at her, she looked away and went to the other side of the clan. ****

said Xavier a little sorry for what had happened. "You don't have to blame yourself like this, it will surely make James regret it. Better think of a way to get revenge," Scoot advised. "You're right." Xavier lit the cigarette in his hand, inhaled it, and exhaled the smoke. His thoughts were now on the woman in his house. It was this woman who deserved to be responsible for James' death. "How's Grace, why isn't she trailing behind you?" asked Scoot who seemed to be sarcastic about Xavier. For some reason, he didn't like Xavier's lover.