Sentence Of Vengeance Novels & Stories

, he continued. "Ha ha ha ha", a rich boisterous laughter was heard in the room for a while. "Let you go?", He asked "You think you can just target me and go scot free?" "No, no you have to pay for even thinking you could go against me" "No.....no..... please..please let me go please" With a fluid motion the pen knife in his hand went straight through the man's heart killing him instantly. A look of surprise could be seen on the man's face.

“There has to be something we can do. We’re not just going to let Dad go to jail for something he didn’t do—” “He’s already been sentenced.” The words landed like a door slamming shut. “What?” “He’s already been sentenced, Celine. There’s no one who can fight the Morettis. The accounts are blocked, the lawyers are backing out—” “That’s impossible.” I shook my head, stepping back. “Dad always had protections. Investors. Partners. We have lawyers who handle—” “Had.” Her voice was flat. Final. “Everything’s been seized. The government froze the accounts this morning. Salvatore gave them documents, transactions, and recordings. He’s been building this case for months.”

If one of the partners is forced off and he or she seeks revenge, a rite of passage known as the kiss of vengeance must be held. The kiss of vengeance acts as a guilt trigger. Every layer of memory that could have been hidden or forgotten comes back to haunt you, and you find yourself regretting ever leaving. These memories haunt him till he kills himself or leaves the throne. But a strong Alpha would need one on the lips or ten on the hand to bring him down. With Jake giving me one, I knew he would be able to remember the days so faintly after I left. The probability of getting ten kisses on my hand was low, but getting him to suffer and wither till I could get the final kiss would make it

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

“Good. Because the end begins soon. And when it does, there will be no mercy.” Outside, the wind howled like a wounded wolf. Inside, vengeance took root.

“What a pity, I hate to kill children.” My wide eyes locked onto the intruder, a surge of anger coursing through me like a raging river. The sight of Lily’s lifeless body sent a wave of fury crashing over me, igniting a fire of vengeance deep within my soul. In that fleeting moment, I made a solemn vow to avenge her senseless death, to hunt down the perpetrator and mete out justice with my own hands.

With this information, I can reunite Anna with her Mum. Hey Boss, yeah, Kelly come on in. This came in today and I think it's the smoking gun we need to close the Wilson case (Maria Wilson, a 30-year-old single mother was allegedly involved in the burglary of a jewelry store in Greenwood that resulted in the death of the business owner. Maria was arrested and sent to jail separated from her daughter and will give anything to see her daughter again). Hmmmn, this is good Kelly, let's use this to bring Maria home and unite her with her daughter. Thanks Boss.

But the look in Gift’s eyes, that flicker of fear and desperation, made the decision feel like a knife twisting in my chest. Yet, the need for vengeance burned in my veins. My wolf wouldn’t rest until we avenged our mate and unborn pup. "We’re going ahead with the plan. We’re not backing down now." My voice was hard, final, as I glared at my men, my fists clenched tightly at my sides. "W-what about Miss Gift—"

The subsequent emotion that consumed me was a profound loathing and fury. “Vincent of Star Moon Pack,” I roared with my Alpha voice. “I’m going to kill you.” It's not a feeble vow. Without a doubt, Vincent shall taste the bitter fruit of my vengeance. For killing Vera, for deceiving me, and for using my mate to conceal his heinous crime. He shall meet his demise at the mercy of my lethal claws. And never again shall anyone dare utter his name in my presence.

He had come to settle the score, to hold Chris accountable for the life he had taken. Without hesitation, Samuel confronted Chris, his voice filled with venomous anger. "Did you receive the letter? Do you understand the consequences of your actions?" he demanded, his words dripping with a vengeful resolve. Chris, aware of the weight of his past deeds, stood his ground. He knew he couldn't run from the consequences forever. "I know what I've done," he responded, his voice tinged with remorse. "But this cycle of vengeance will only lead to more bloodshed."