Sentence Of Vengeance Novels & Stories

“If revenge is all that’s left when this is over… you’re going to lose more than you think.” The door closed softly behind her. Lucien stood alone. The city still glowed. The contracts still waited. His phone buzzed on the desk. A message from Marcus: It’s done. By morning, Whitmore Holdings collapses. Lucien stared at the screen. His vengeance was finally within reach. And for the first time, he wasn’t sure he could survive it. The air in the office felt thick. The city lights reflected across the glass, mirroring the uncertainty in him. Every step he had taken, every manipulation, every carefully calculated move had led to this moment. He had built his life on anticipation, control, and th

“By reminding her that I can.” Matteo’s jaw flexed. “We had a plan. We were winning quietly. This is noise.” Bianca turned to him then, eyes wild but controlled. “They killed children in that warehouse, Matteo. Do you want me to send flowers? A thank-you card?” “This isn’t justice, Bianca. This is vengeance.” She stepped closer, her voice low and venomous. “Sometimes vengeance is justice. You taught me that.” He looked at her, really looked, and for the first time saw something he didn’t recognize.

He pulled off the necklace form her neck, making the lose beds fall to the castle marble floor. Richard's countenance falls, he lowers his head, his lips pressing tightly. "Vanessa daughter of duke Frenger and her maid found the signet ring in possession of this traitor" Oden said to the crowd his eyes staring vengefully at Annabelle. Annabelle manages to turn her head. Vanessa had in her eyes a bright gleam and a satisfied smile then crawled up her face. " Take her, hang her at the gallows" Oden commands his mind made up. He stepped backward moving to his throne.

"I still can't believe that we've reached here, Siege. I love you." "I love you more, Luna Celestina Villarama, my beloved," Siege softly whispered to me, making me feel hot. "Do you still remember how you plotted your vengeance against me after I rejected you?" I scrunch my nose. "What's with that random question?" I laughed. "My vengeance is yet to begin, Alpha Siege Wong. I'll let you raise my pups on your own, so you can feel the wrath of someone you once rejected," I teased him.

I am a loser trying to fit inside Arthur's world. We are bound to forget each other. I am bound to burry the pain and anger inside of me. I left him first that morning without saying a word nor wake him up to say goodbye because I can't take it if I saw him myself walking away from me while saying that everything doesn't last.

“Yes dad. She's the one.” I reply. “Till death do them part...don't you think?” I'm emotionless and hurt at the same time. These two lifeless people are the reason I spent almost a year away from my Darlene. Did they have to die before revenging on them coldly? Anyway, God has delivered his judgement...rightfully.

She could feel it, almost as if she was living this dream more vividly than the rest. Finally, when the boy turned around, half of his face had been blurred out by dark shades, his chestnut brown hair being the only thing Alexandra could barely recognized. “You know,” He spoke, the sound of his honey soft voice startling her. “Vengeance can be sweet, but destructive. If you feel like the whole world has wronged you so bad, why not just get stronger and show them what you’re truly made of. That way no one would dare mess with you again, right?”

Damon choked, trying one last, pathetic attempt to break Vladimir’s focus with a taunt about my vulnerability. Words. Lies. Noise. He is noise. He is irrelevant. The only truth is the steel in my hand and the debt in my soul. Irina. Isabella. Children. The sequence of vengeance is simple. Kill the threat. Protect the future. Vladimir didn't answer. He drove his knee into Damon’s kidney with brutal, controlled force. Damon bucked, his body arching in immediate, agonizing surrender. Vladimir released the crushing embrace only to lash out with his combat knife.

Promising vengeance. I would burn the world to the ground before I let them win.

I spat, "Because you have seen him suffer, you have seen the situations that turned him into the person he is today, you have seen him at the moments he was at his lowest, a kid suffering from trauma and the loss of his mother. He had gone through every worst thing one could go through and you were there to witness, yet how could you choose the path of vengeance?" "Shut the fuck up, you piece of shit!" Furious, Vincent strode towards me and grabbed my jaw under his tight grip, "Don't you even dare to raise your voice at my mother again. I'll cut this tongue of yours and feed it to the dogs." Rage was burning in his eyes. On the other hand, the expression Celine had on her face was unreadable