Ryan Retribution Novels & Stories

Tony's eyes were not just filled with anger, but also a chilling, murderous look. The sweat on Greg's forehead kept dripping, and his shirt collar was soon wet. I mentioned the last crucial point. "Someone raised the trigger threshold of the warehouse floor. On a normal day, the system's alarm would go off the moment the warehouse door was opened or when someone moved goods at night. However, once the threshold has been raised, the warehouse floor will return to normal, and the anomaly will not be recorded within a short timeframe.

The very first thing I did was to add a new rule to Swift Corp. [Anyone who maliciously obstructs, harasses, or assaults crew members will be permanently banned from all Swift Corp cruises.] Swift Corp would always stand on the side of justice.

"This is your retribution." "Retribution!" The others came to their senses once more, running over to Walter and hitting him relentlessly. Ah! Walter fell to the ground, covering his face, rolling around, and howling in pain. Now, being beaten by those who were once under him, he truly felt it was retribution. Seeing Kiran make no move, he knew if he didn't leave, he might lose his life. "Kiran, I-I'll leave now," Walter managed to say through gritted teeth.

His eyes blazed with an unearthly intensity, and his heart pounded with the strength of a hundred werewolves. Elena's grip on Reid's shoulders tightened. "By the power of the Devouring Shadow, you are reborn, Reid. Your vengeance shall be unstoppable." The darkness swirled around Reid, a living, breathing entity that seemed to pulse with his every heartbeat. His thoughts clarified, focusing on a single, burning goal: to destroy those responsible for Ariella's death.

Selena leans forward, desperation sharpened into ambition. “We’re going to destroy the Vale family.” “Because they banned your daughter from visiting you?” “No.” Her voice hardens. “Because my daughter deserves everything that girl has. And the world keeps giving it to Sheraphina instead.” Riker tilts his head. “Ambition suits you.” Selena’s eyes darken. “This time… we’re not sabotaging competitions or tests.” She lowers her voice. “We’re going after their power. Their alliances. Their bloodlines.” She smiles coldly. “The city will learn to fear the name Marcellus. And they’ll learn to hate the girl who carries it.”

The smile was there again. "HEEEEEL-" CLAP. Christopher clapped his hands and Kalen's head explode mid scream as if someone had just dropped a boulder on his head. Brain matter and blood flew in every direction. "Holy Shit!" "He really is a fucking monster!" "We are fear.. so what is there left to fear." Christopher mumbled then pulled out his short swords. Both had glyphs and lettering previously not visible lit up along the blades one had flames as black as night, the other looked like yellow flames of the sun. " This is Hate and Retribution! Unfortunately for you it is I who passes judgement tonight!" Christopher stabbed the bright burning blade into the ground yellow lines stretched thr

Hunter pointed at Caroline and scolded, “Caroline, you’re cold-blooded and heartless. You’re unfilial. You’ll be struck by lightning for this!” Caroline replied coldly, “If God thinks I’m wrong and wants to strike me with lightning, let it come. I’m not afraid. I believe I’ve acted in line with my conscience.” “You—! Aren’t you afraid of karma? What if you have children in the future, and they treat each other the way you and your brothers treat each other? What will you do then? “Caroline, there will be retribution. There will always be retribution.” Caroline chuckled. “Retribution? If there’s retribution, I’ll face it. I’m not afraid of it!

Elias had risked his life to save Julian and then told him to use the very tool designed to kill him. “I love you. I couldn't stop it all. Use the RPO now. Forgive me.” The words took on a new, horrifying meaning. Elias knew the destruction of the P-Core meant The Syndicate would assume the operation was successful and initiate Protocol 7: Retribution—a protocol designed to erase all traces, including the operative and the target. By telling Julian to use the RPO, Elias wasn't asking for forgiveness for the betrayal; he was asking for Julian to use the kill-switch on the operation and himself, ensuring The Syndicate would be exposed in the process. He had chosen self-sacrifice over his maste

"Because I'm the traitor." Sasha's eyes broadened and her grip on the spoon loosened, making it clank against the plate and the noise scattered in the dining hall along with her mother's gasp. "Why?" Father questioned sternly. "You ask why? This is retaliation. Vindication for killing my guards and my right hand." Leo snapped, his goal was logical but yet illogical because Ragnar was invincible. Wynter stared at him in stupefaction. It was so unlike him. This all was going on inside her husband's head and she was oblivious of it all this time. Leo never once made his intentions clear to anyone. This just meant he would go to all lengths for his revenge.

The woman staring back at me wasn’t Anastasiya Van Houten anymore… I was Valencia. She gave me her life. I had spent my entire life knowing exactly who I was. I had defined myself by the mission, by the kill. Relishing in the darkness like a demon. But now? I was something worse. Something stronger. My heart hardened. Malcom Reece had taken everything from us. And every single person who had played a part in our suffering—in Valencia’s suffering—would pay dearly. No mercy. No forgiveness. Only retribution. Valencia watched me for a long moment before she stood up, extending her hand to help me up.