Sentence Of Vengeance Novels & Stories

He draws the sword through the icy fire terrain. He had murdered hundreds, drunk all their blood and left them withering to the dirt. He walked as he uttered, "I am Revenge: sent from the infernal kingdom, To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind, By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes. Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. ... And wash their hands in...Kathleen's blood."

she said cautiously trying not to enrage him. "So do you hate me now? Or felt pity, and that's why you forgave me easily?" He asked, his words not sounding calm. "I neither hate you nor felt pity. What you did was out of emotions. The situation you was in might led to anything or something worse than you did. I don't judge you for that. I neither felt pity because you took your revenge. You made your life better on your own like every adult but it was really something courageous. And maybe the behavior you had with me or everything you did might be the consequence of your disturbed past. So I neither judged you nor felt sentimental but I felt your pain of losing your mother. Because I also l

"Yes. We'll help you, pathetic little creature that you are. But not because I wish to help you. Because of what you'll do to repay me." The things I'll have you doing. Chest heaving, fire lit her eyes at his provocation. Enraged that he'd dare propose such a bargain. Dare make demands on her. Go ahead, be mad. That'll just make this vengeance all the sweeter. Disseus remembered his own rage. "What lengths are you willing to go to, to save your son. For your revenge?" He asked the question directly. Forcing her to answer the question just as bluntly.

Veronica gripped his hand so tight her knuckles went white. The verdict was guilty on all counts. Carver and St. James were sentenced to twenty-plus years in prison. As they were led away Carver shouted at Four and said this is not over and we have people on the outside who will finish what we started. Security removed him but the threat hung in the air. Is there another layer to this vendetta?

His pain has ended and her ruination will start now, the suffering she has felt in the past few years was nothing for him. This time her tears will be granted by him, he will watch her wither away but at the same time he will again blossom her up, he will kill her yet wouldn't let her die ever. He will break her yet wouldn't let her pieces be lost. She will suffer the torture she once granted him but he wouldn't let her go. After all she was the vengeance he was deeply intoxicated by. ______________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Keep on liking and commenting. Keep on following me here and on I*******m. It's mirah_selim

But I refused to be a victim any longer. It was me who would make him face the consequences of his actions, who would make him rue the day he crossed me. I was prepared to inflict pain upon him, even if it meant sacrificing pieces of myself in the process. The flames of vengeance burned brightly within me, driving me forward with a fierce determination. As I stood there, consumed by the fire of vengeance that burned within me, I realized that this was just the beginning. The end was not coming anytime soon, and I was prepared to go to any lengths to see my quest for justice through to its bitter end.

I murmured, my voice trembling and barely audible against the charged atmosphere. Vance's gaze turned fiery, fixating on me with an intensity that made my pulse quicken and compelled me to step back instinctively. "My brother's unjust sentence—his entire fate—was orchestrated by Ian’s family," he spat, his words dripping with hatred and sorrow. "They’re the reason my wife, Davina, is dead, and I won’t let them get away with it.”

Oh, my dear Zoey…" he drawled as he moved away from her. "Zoey," he said softly, his voice dripping with calmness. "I don't believe in remission, there is nothing like forgiveness. I am Lynx Vance, I believe in revenge, I believe in vengeance. Vanessa and Alexander will pay for their betrayal with their lives, and that useless thing in Vanessa's belly will face his doom soon," Lynx said firmly.

“Amani, Luna of the Eclipse Star pack, you have been sentenced to death for treason, murder, and witchcraft.” The crowd roared again, a hideous, bloodthirsty sound. My stomach clenched, but I felt nothing but a numb emptiness inside. The verdict was final. My fate was sealed. The Elder raised his hand and silenced everyone with a single gesture. “Alpha Vance,” he commanded, his voice echoing across the square, “carry out the sentence.” Vance stepped forward, his face a stony, unreadable mask. He moved with that same predatory grace I had once admired. His gaze was fixed somewhere behind me, distant and indifferent, as if I were no longer there.

“And what of Renz? That boy has been breathing too long. You know as well as I do—he cost us more than anyone else ever has. Her words were blunt. I let them sit a second, then stood. The room felt colder. I walked toward her and lowered my voice. “Do you think Renz will go down easy?” I asked. “He’s dangerous. Men like him don’t just die quietly. They fight back.” She didn’t answer. Her face showed she was both afraid and sure. I poured a glass of red wine and held it up. “He won’t vanish. He will hurt. He will watch what he loves burn. Only then will I crush him. Piece… by piece.” I drank slowly, watching her. “To vengeance,” I murmured. “The only thing in this world worth surviving for.”