Novel & Cerita Sweet Vengeance Book

“He was right here. He’s working with someone new—” “I know. That woman is Sophia Vale. Former assassin. Off the radar for years. She doesn’t work with anyone unless there’s something massive at stake.” “Like what?” There was a pause. “Like your father’s ledger.” Elena’s blood turned to ice. “What?” “Victor’s been looking for it. It’s not just about revenge anymore. He’s after whatever your father buried in that book.” “But it was destroyed—” “No,” Killian said. “Only the copy. The original is still out there.”

I could still hear her voice, trembling yet proud, confessing the unthinkable as if it were proof of her devotion. And here she was, acting like a fragile little thing, while her eyes practically screamed that she’d already won. My thoughts turned dark. I looked at Vance and wondered if this was really what he wanted. Did he want a woman who would kill her own blood just to get into his bed? And, if she could kill her own pup, what else would she do? What else would he let her do? The betrayal wasn't just him anymore. It was both of them. Standing there in my own bedroom, I felt a new kind of fire starting to burn in my chest. It wasn't love, and it wasn't pain, it was a promise of vengeance

“Don’t give me that bullshit! You know exactly what I’m talking about…. It was an accident and we’re over it.” “Well, I’m not over it. I’m his wife. You think I can just get over the fact that my husband was killed in some fucking incident that could have been avoided?” “Given. But I’m not going to let you bring any harm to Sophie.” “I don’t care about that bitch or her family,” she snorted. “She has done her part here… you can now get your inheritance and shit.” “This isn’t about my inheritance.” “Then whatever it is about…”

Chapter Fifteen The Awakening Sage had walked the darkened path toward her house just like the last night, but this time she was going to be ready for anything. She made sure she had her gun in her back holster that her dad had bought her. At her hip, she had a great set of butterfly knives that had belonged to her mother. The closer she got she heard someone in her house. But when she had gotten closer, she peaked in the window and found a pale blond meth head throwing her old, one of a kind books around the room.

The valley’s stillness was a fragile mask, the air thick with the fading echo of the Architect’s voice and her scream—my scream—still ringing in my ears. The mark on my chest pulsed, a dull ache now, but alive, tying me to her, to him, to the Veil and its war. The dagger lay in my hand, its symbols dim but warm, a silent vow of battles yet to come. The bond with Lucian thrummed—his steady pulse, my fraying courage, our unbreakable tether—but it couldn’t erase the truth: I was the heart of a conflict older than the pack, older than me, and the city beyond the Veil was only the beginning.

I watched it twice, my hand sliding down to palm myself through my trousers. This woman was dangerous and suspicious, I can't get my mind off it. Not just because she had played my father against me, but because something about her made me want to ruin her slowly. Break her. Fuck her until she forgot whatever game she was playing. A dark smile curved my lips. She thought she could use me. I would make her regret ever stepping foot in Valenti Penthouse. --- At Night --- I got home tired as hell. The drive from the office felt just too long. I went straight to the bathroom and stood under the hot shower. Water ran down my body, but my mind still stayed on her. Cara. That fake innocent face. Th

Immediately he said that I run towards my window to look around, and when I didn't see anyone I sighed in relief “Stop threatening me, what is your problem?” “I'm just reminding you not to be funny moma see you” He hung up the phone, I slumped down on the bed as tears rolled down my eyes, I thought I have found my safe space when I went back to SHANTY yet I've fallen into another problem I just want to have my revenge why is it so hard to get, why can't I just get what I want, I can't have my revenge, I can't die in peace what is this? Fuck I'm exhausted.

It was like the walls fell away and it was just me, my thoughts, and the image of Ethan’s world crumbling in front of him. Funny enough, there was one thing I could actually thank Ethan and Sofia for. Just one. Without them, without their betrayal and cruelty, I probably wouldn’t have found this fire in me. They were the gasoline to my spark, the push I didn’t know I needed to dig deep and claw my way out of this hole. In a twisted, almost poetic way, they made me dangerous. And now that I’ve found my starting line with this new job interview, it’s only a matter of time. Time. That’s all it would take now.

Seraphina didn’t just want my life,she wanted to erase me from existence. But I survived. And now, I would return on my own terms. I picked up the pen again, and I wrote something slowly, clearly, letter by letter. “Erase Katherina Vance. Build me someone new. Someone who can destroy them.” Ryan read the note. His eyes stayed locked on mine.

Since they moved back to the city to avenge their enemies, she has never been safe. Now that she has started going after her enemies, she knows for sure that she has made lots of rivals. The whispers were solid evidence of that. On the thought of the whisphers, she shivered. The fear of what they might do next sent a chill down her spine, but she remained determined to protect herself and her loved ones. Her fingers unconsciously lifted her blouse to reveal the silver waist chain that Alpha Putin had given her for protection. He was like the grandfather she never had, and even though they weren't related, he treated her like his own.