Seeking Vengeance Novels & Stories

This was the time when Sean finally released his pent up anger for years, he was finally going to avenge his mother's death and every other horrible thing this monster made him do. They both started fighting and even if Stephan was quite aged he was strong, he matched Sean's every punch but Sean still had the upper hand maybe it was because the right was on his side. The door on one side opened and a few men came to pull Sean back from their boss. I thought only three of them were there? I had Sean's phone in my hand so I texted Harry and Nick to come as fast as they could.

Framed and ruined tech genius Reid Brecken had constructed CipherCore, only to have it all torn from him by his partners and ruthless investor Dante West, condemning him to a rain-drenched purgatory. Presented with a lone opportunity for revenge—becoming the living duplicate of vanished tech mogul Max Sterling. Reid is subjected to a drastic transformation: his face remodeled, his mind woven inextricably into Max’s digital specter. Propelled into the golden cage of Max's existence and the sphere of his suspicious wife, Alessandra, Reid makes a shocking discovery: Max isn't missing; he's confined. And his revolutionary neural innovation, Synapse, has been turned into a weapon that West wo

Each of them had pursued their own selfish desires, yet all they ended up with was nothing. I confronted my mother one last time, asking how it felt to dote on a daughter who was nothing more than evidence of her husband's infidelity. If only she had treated me with kindness, I might have cared for her in her old age. But greed and selfishness clouded her judgment, leaving her to reap the bitter fruits of her actions. After the law served justice for their crimes, I exacted revenge for the pain they had inflicted on me in my past life. It took twenty years to complete this vendetta, but now, my future was bright and unburdened.

The scars on his body were a remainder of the pain he had worked hard to avenge. He heard a meek knock over the door and that was enough to ignite the fire of vengeance in his heart, it was the sign that the time to work on his plan had finally knocked over his slept fate. He stared at the dark sky letting the side of his lips tilt up a bit watching the vision of their upcoming doom. They had lived quiet a good life till now, he was all ready and hyped to destroy that little goodness that was left in their lives. He wouldn't be the naive fool they named him as anymore, he had became a monster. A horrifying beast having no word as mercy in his dictionary.

I would become the hunter, the avenger, a force of reckoning that would haunt their every step. The road ahead was fraught with peril and uncertainty, for I had no idea who these hunters were and what malice they bore against me, yet the cold fire of vengeance was all the light I needed. Every memory of that fateful day, every ache of loss and pain, was transformed into fuel for my quest. I would find them, and when I did, there would be no escape from the fury that I carried within.

The promise of retribution, coupled with a material incentive, added a layer of urgency to the rallying cry for vengeance. In this charged moment, the air itself seemed to vibrate with a shared understanding. Sebastian's plea, fueled by both personal loss and a collective yearning for justice, transformed the pack meeting into a crucible of emotions. The unspoken pact formed among the wolves, as the promise of reward hung in the air, created a complex tapestry of motivations—from grief and determination to the allure of a tangible prize. In the midst of the pack's collective turmoil, Mia's words cut through the air with a tone of resignation. "There's no stopping Sebastian now," she observed

"And what is it that you seek, Scarlett? What is your purpose now?" The weight of my purpose bore down upon me, the desire for justice burning within my soul. "Revenge," I whispered, my voice filled with a mix of determination and anguish. "I want revenge on Mark, the one who took my life. But I am lost, Dr. Thorne. Lost in this tangled web of time and destiny. I don't know what exactly to do, how to navigate this path of vengeance."

“Let me help you.“ She wrapped a arm around my waist, while I threw mine across her shoulders. Gently, she helped me out of the bed, and we made our way towards the bathroom which was outside the tent. Every step was a struggle. Every painful gasp that slipped past my lips was a reminder of everything I had gone through. After what seems like eternity, we reached the bathroom. “Thank you, Elara,” I say. “Anytime,” she replied and made her way outside. I undressed and stepped into the warm herbal bath. I sat into the bathtub and only then did I feel relieved a little. My eyes landed on the bruises on my body. I remembered how hard I had begged those soldiers, while screaming 'my baby' but no

Our vengeance would be delivered not through blind rage, but through calculated precision. As we embarked on our mission to expose Selene's treachery, I reminded the pack of our core values. We would confront our adversaries with unwavering courage, but we would not lose sight of the principles that made us who we were. Our actions would be guided by justice and compassion, a stark contrast to the deceit and manipulation that Selene had employed.

Don't you want revenge? A trace of hatred flashed across Penelope's eyes and her face darkened when she heard those words. She secretly gritted her teeth and said coldly, "Of course, I want revenge." The man stretched out a hand and gently lifted her chin, as if teasing a toy. "If you want revenge, you have to obey me. I promise to make Caleb fall from grace. How does that sound? Do you want to cooperate with me?" After a moment of silence, Penelope nodded resolutely with a cold and terrifying look on her face.