Revengeful Minecraft Novels & Stories

I remember the time, this room was ambushed as a payback cuz I shaved off some dickhead's head as revenge for cheating on my friend and later I broke his arm for another revenge. I always believe in paybacks and revenge cuz the satisfaction is so unreal. The feeling of beating someone who did you wrong and hear all those cracks is extremely satisfactory. I have also wanted to kill someone like I don't know but how cool would that be? If not kill, I at least want to shoot someone so that I don't die with any regrets. Not that I would kill someone innocent- pfft are you crazy? I would kill someone who would deserve it, of course. It is on my wish list. I actually have a long wish list.

Our pack is strong, but we can't underestimate them. Murmurs once again filled the room. Some wolves appeared afraid, others much angry. The anxiety coursing through Sophia's veins heightened. What if the Dark Moon pack decided to attack? They were ruthless and notorious for brutality. The tales her parents told her of the past battles which occurred flashed through her head. "Anyone who has ever seen the Dark Moon pack, please come forward," Robert implored. One wolf, elder Jacob, slowly rose to his feet. "I saw them at the river last week. They were hunting near our border, and I heard their leader, a brute named Victor, boasting about taking our land."

'I really didn't want to cause anyone trouble but it looks like someone wants to be troubled… Well I surely will bitch well with them then. I took a stop and looked at myself once again in the hand mirror, I headed to the lift ignoring all the critic comments and hateful glares with my head held high. I must look grieved to these pathetic pussies but behind the curtain of hairs I was hiding my sinister smile that could freeze them twice over. I’m hardly a forgiving person. I noted of every call and glance. I’m a vengeful soul; this is what I did all my life. This is what I knew how to do best. Revenge. It was sweet, sweeter that sweetness itself.

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

•KILLIAN• ------- Revenge, that was what I lived for, to get revenge on the family who hurt my mother, the wolves who had thought they succeeded in killing me to earn my inheritance, The Goldcrest pack, for years, I have been trying to get my way into that pack and have my revenge on their alpha leader, the thoughts of my revenge filled my head till it ached,

And now, I don’t know what I would do with my life anymore. But there is one thing I want to do… Revenge! I will make Aster pay for everything he did to me. For all the horrible things I suffered in the dungeon. For the abuse, he did to me the night after he decapitated my father. Maybe he just tried to save me from death just to torture me again. But whatever his plan is, I will never let him make me one of his puppets. I will find a way to end him, even if it means I have to sacrifice my own life!

she said cautiously trying not to enrage him. "So do you hate me now? Or felt pity, and that's why you forgave me easily?" He asked, his words not sounding calm. "I neither hate you nor felt pity. What you did was out of emotions. The situation you was in might led to anything or something worse than you did. I don't judge you for that. I neither felt pity because you took your revenge. You made your life better on your own like every adult but it was really something courageous. And maybe the behavior you had with me or everything you did might be the consequence of your disturbed past. So I neither judged you nor felt sentimental but I felt your pain of losing your mother. Because I also l

Someone. Dad's eyes are still wide open, emotionless. The entire incident comes flooding back to me all at once, and I slump to the ground, the newfound energy getting zapped out of me all at once. "*We must get revenge,*" the Angry Voice in my head says, and I nod, still tired, but happy at the fact that she hasn't lost her anger mode due to my fatigue. "Let me lend you some of my strength, young one," the voice says again, and I blink. "I'm sorry, wha-"

She had been the only person who stayed beside him when everyone else began turning away. And after she disappeared— not a single trace of her had ever truly been found. “I don’t believe you,” Dante said coldly. Victor chuckled softly as he slowly got back to his feet. “But you’re curious.” Dante said nothing. Because the most infuriating part— was that Victor was right. “What proof do you have?” Dante finally asked. Victor took out a handkerchief and calmly wiped the blood from his face. “Peter wanted revenge on anyone who ever touched Aurora.”