Rising From The Ashes: Her Road To Revenge Novels & Stories

"I had a best friend and the fall down began on the Red moon when I found my mate.. She begins to tell me about her haunting past.The more she speaks, the more my guts twist painfully at that.Rage boils in my veins.The type of anger that only fuels further to the point, it seeks for an explosion that can ruin hundreds. My fingers clenched together into fists.The urge to rip off that bastard's flesh bursts through me.I bit onto my tongue too hard till it bled. "Then he took my child away and— I abruptly stood up from the couch, my own emotions a storm inside me. "Drax" She whispers out my name with uncertainty.I inhale a sharp breath, running my fingers through my hair before turning back to

said Xenorr coaxingly Ash's mental state is a complete chaos, he can’t seem to distinguish between reality and his past. His mind was like a raging fire aiming toward the thing he desires most, the thirst for blood and vengeance blocking his feeling of pain. The will to pay back is stronger than the flowing blood, immuning to the pain because his inside was more numb. “How can you get to them in this state?” asks Xenorr trying to calm Ash’s mind “You are weak” “I don’t care. I just want revenge, wanting to taste their blood while watching them in pain” Ash casually stated his desired action in such a nonchalant manner

Someone they underestimated. Someone they thought was dying. I raise my glass to the mountains, to the perfect blue sky, to the life I’m building on the ashes of theirs. Revenge is patient. Revenge is thorough. And mine is almost complete.

I need to get back to the office. She clung to his arm,refusing to let go. He had been so absorbed in work these past days that he not only ignored my disappearance but was also avoiding Annabel.So many years wasted on the wrong man. I have had so many dreams and aspirations,but all those dreams died with me. People always say that after death,one becomes a vengeful spirit,seeking vengeance but clearly,that's just a lie.I felt like I was trapped in an invincible barrier,unable to do anything.

Years of being treated as trash and less than the rest of the family, she had been left unsure of how to stand up for herself. “Enough”, Reign’s voice echoed through the room. He stood at the doorway, his expression cold and angry. “What is wrong with you two? She’s your sister, not your servant.” Ruby shrugged, feigning innocence. “She doesn’t mind.” “She minds,” Reign snapped, turning to Brooke. “You don’t have to take this, Brooke. Speak up for yourself, even if they’re family.” Brooke met his gaze, tears welling up. She nodded faintly but wasn’t sure she could muster the courage to push back.

"And if nothing does?" Seyla doesn't hesitate. "You get kicked out, unless a beast takes you out first.” I nod once. Makes sense. Nothing here is built for people who fail. "You're not worried?" Luca asks. "No." He frowns. "How come?" Because I won’t be here then. I will play my part as the good little student, while I silently plan my escape. I don’t want or need to be bonded. My place is not here at Aetherion Academy. I seek vengeance for my parents. I seek vengeance for my baby sister. I seek vengeance for myself and every single scar I never deserved.

He saw us coming and threw the back door open. We dove inside. "Drive!" I screamed. Dorian punched the gas. The truck spun out on the ice then found traction. We tore away from the facility. Behind us the side of the mountain exploded. Lava poured out of the vents. It consumed the steel complex. It buried the lab. It buried the secrets. It buried Garrett Vance’s dream of godhood. I watched it burn from the rear window. Kael lay his head on my lap. I stroked his hair.

The intensity of my thoughts surged through me, fueling my resolve to seize control of my own destiny. In the dim light of my room, I plotted my revenge, weaving a narrative of deceit and manipulation. It was a dangerous game, one that could have consequences I hadn't fully anticipated. But I was beyond caring. The fires of vengeance burned within me, and I was ready to unleash them upon the world that had wronged me. I knew that Amber had truly been reborn—a phoenix forged from pain and anger. My mind raced, crafting a plan that would leave Brittany Davis shattered, just as I had once been.

The sun was shining, and the sky was blue without a cloud in sight. Asher's fingers ran over the photo, and in his ears, he swore he heard the faint echo of her laughter from her when he had taken the picture. Asher's jaw clicked as he pursed his lips forward, while tasting the salt of his tears along the inner lining of his cheeks. That salt soon turned bitter as the hunger for revenge caused the Alpha to clench his unoccupied fist. Asher no longer heard the Luna's laughter. He placed the picture frame back in the drawer and pushed it close forcefully. Then he stood and straightened his clothes, before making his way out of the office.