Tainted Justice Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Imagine that. Imagine the heartbreak, the betrayal. Two sisters, yet one is kept in the dark while the other wears the title of wife. Do you think that’s normal? Do you think that is even right? How do you look someone in the eye, knowing they are torn between loyalty and love for their own flesh and blood? Is that the man you want to protect? A man who thinks nothing of using picking and using two sisters, who thinks nothing of shattering their bond for his own twisted games?” “Ask yourselves… can you trust a man who has no regard for the sanctity of family? Of blood? Who is willing to break apart the very thing that should be the most sacred? Jace is a man who thinks he can hide his sins

Predatory. “Well,” he said softly, almost amused. “Didn’t expect you to find this room.” There was a blade in his hand — curved, sharp, dripping something dark. I stumbled back. “What— what the hell is this?” He tilted his head, smile widening. “Justice.” “ What justice? For who?” He took a step closer. “For her.” My eyes darted back to the man hanging. “Who is he?” “A traitor,” Lucian said simply. “He broke one of our laws. Sold information to hunters. And worse—” His tone darkened. “He touched what he wasn’t supposed to. He molested a child”

He wanted to own me, but he couldn’t comprehend that ownership without consent was merely ownership of an empty shell. He stepped back, the sudden space between us a testament to the tension he still held. The shadows in the room seemed to deepen, clinging to him like a second skin. "You think this is about my mind, Justice?" he scoffed, a low growl in his chest. "This is about instinct. About what is, and always will be, undeniable." He might believe in primal urges, but I believed in choice, in the power of a will that refused to be subjugated. The faint scent of sandalwood and nightshade still clung to the air, a phantom reminder of the night before, but it was no longer just intoxicating

“I’m staying. I gave the order. I’ll help implement it.” “Justice…” Tiger frowned. “Enough.” Justice unbuttoned the top of his shirt. “I’m staying.” He stared at the cell. “We need him flat, not restrained against the wall. That would definitely remind him of Mercile. No automated pulley systems either. The sound of the motors might trigger flashbacks.”

He looked maybe Marco’s age—maybe just a few years older. He tilted his head and said in a cool voice, “Found guilty in court? Maddie, how much faith do you really have in our justice system? You think it’s fair? It’s a game—one the powerful know how to play. You really believe your husband’s family hasn’t used the law to dodge consequences? Doesn’t it ever strike you as strange how they’ve stayed untouched, despite everything? All the pain they’ve caused, the messes they’ve made? All the shady business they’re into? No charges. No jail. Nothing.”

Tolani screamed. "If one is to rely on judges, It is very important that never admit to their errors," I said inhaling sharply. Tolani stood up still sobbing, It looked like she had lost hope completely. Even on the verge of death, I refused to dance to her tune. "It's kind of ironic.The more care you put into a murder, the harsher the society judges you" Tolani said sniffing aloud. "My words remain firm. Your fiance murdered someone and deserved to die,"I said sternly.

Justice Elena’s voice remained steady. “That is why Tina became useless to you. Not because she was dangerous. Not because she had crossed a moral line. Not because she had nearly killed an innocent woman.” She held his gaze. “She became useless because she acted outside your plan.” Alessandro said nothing. But Justice Elena continued. “You gave her pain a direction, just as you did with Donatus.” “I did not control her.” Alessandro defended. “No. You influenced her.” “That is not illegal.”

"Years of crimes. Detailed records. He knew he was caught. Decided to burn it all down on his way out." "Why?" "Revenge? Guilt? Maybe both. Either way, we have thirty-seven new leads." After he hung up, we sat in silence. A man had killed himself. Others would follow. And more would be arrested because of it. "Is this what justice looks like?" Sienna asked. She was holding Sofia. Rocking her gently. "Sometimes," Victor said quietly. "Sometimes justice is messy. Painful. But necessary." "He had a family. Kids." "So did his victims. Every crime The Covenant committed had victims. Families destroyed. Lives ruined. Thornton chose his path."

“I, Levana Mckenna, accept your rejection.” I fell to the ground just as I heard the mate bond snap. Beta had been secretly monitoring my unexplained blackouts with a sense of concern and understanding. His decision to keep this information to himself assures me of his loyalty and compassion. Even though I had been absent minded during the meeting, I still remembered that the blood moon day was tonight. Alessandro POV

It wasn't the night that was heavy, but the torment inside of her, her guilt, the betrayal, and all her wrong choices. Each time her mind drifted to Noah and the days with him, she remembered how he loved her, took care of her, and was there for her during the days when she needed it most. It now felt like the memories had been poisoned. Every touch he had given her, every word of love, every gesture was clouded in the knowledge that she had betrayed him. Not just once but twice-first by dating James, then by her part in Stephanie's kidnapping. She had crossed lines she could never uncross.