Tainted Justice Novels & Stories

Bastard. He was a bloody bastard. He needs to rot in hell for hurting his precious angel. He was the one who forced her to marry him and left no way out for her and he was the one who doubted her loyalty. Assumed shit in his head because he thought she didn't want to be with him. He recalled the things she said in the church. How much it must've hurt her to say those words out loud. To tarnish her character because he didn't believe her. The Innessa he knew loved her dignity the most. She was the most innocent and angelic person he had ever met and what had he done? Tainted her with his darkness. Yanked her into his sinful life.

" She looked at Caleb with righteous indignation. "Even if he accidentally kicked Dad's body into the garbage, wasn't he helping clean up? "He already knows he was wrong. Why shouldn't he be forgiven?" Caleb was spitting and urinating on the body that had just been retrieved. I stared at Vivian in disbelief. I genuinely thought something in her mind had broken. An obvious act of desecration had somehow become "helping" in her mouth. Where was the Vivian Stone who once spent five years stuck in a basic post because she refused bribes and insisted on a doctor's principles?

"Everything I built. Everything I planned. My business, my reputation, my marriage, my son, and you're sitting there smiling like you've won something." "Haven't I?" "You've won nothing! You've burned it all down including yourself! You're tied to a pipe in a basement. You're bleeding. You're broken. You call this winning?" "I call it justice," she said. "Justice?" I laughed, the sound ugly and hollow. "You want to talk to me about justice? Let's talk about what you did. You came into my home wearing a dead woman's face. You manipulated my staff, seduced my attention, poisoned my marriage, systematically dismantled years of work. You call that justice?"

A meticulously choreographed drama designed to yield one result: the fall of Don. "The council demands justice," the lead councilor declared. "Alpha Don Carter is accused of treason and murder. Let all the wolves present know that nobody is higher than the law, not even an Alpha." No one above the law—but no opportunity for truth. I had my hands clenched so tight that my nails cut into the flesh of my palms. Each sentence, each icy stare at Don seared the injustice further in my heart. This wasn't justice. This was revenge masquerading as law.

By now the people were already got their belief of the Nation that they were living in are already failing, become more than corrupt and irreparable, strengthen even more. “And, IF, you think that I would just turned a blind eye to all of your crimes and let you off free…..Then you are mistaken!!….I am sick and tired of your facade…all the nobles that are misusing their powers all of their crimes and inhumane acts, you are all disgust me!!….I will show you and all you criminals out there!!….and also to all the people that are suffering on this land!!!!…..That Aeternum Justice Court is different!!….This is the court where justice will be uphold without any failure or Corruptions….this is the

"Don't you ever tend to stop me with my plans, Zed. Don't stop me from getting the justice I deserved." "You are chasing justice, Tali. Yes. But in your case, you are doing it in a wrong way." "Everything isn't wrong when getting justice, Zed." "Talia, what is happening to you?" I heaved a deep sigh and sipped on my coffee. "They deserve to rot in hell, Zed. Don't ask me why I am doing this and why I end up with this. You never experience the pain of not having your parents with you because they were killed, good thing you still have yours."

Pounding his staff over and over on the ground until a crack began to appear in the tiles. Malcom held up a hand. Slowly the room began to quiet down. “My fellow alphas.” His voice rang sure through the Hall of Justice, “There is corruption in the Council. This should not have passed.” Angry mutters voiced their agreement with him, “However, not all the Council is part of this. It is our job to see that justice is carried out. We all know that means divining the innocent from the guilty. But there is more to hear, before we can cry for justice.”

"Self-defense, business, justice— call it whatever helps you sleep at night. But do you think she'll see the difference? Do you think she'll care about the details when she finds out her father's blood is on your hands?" My throat constricts. "It was justice," I grit out. I've told myself this a thousand times, carved it into my bones until it felt like truth. Yevgeniy was stealing from us, destroying our business. He deserved what he got. But Tamara... bozhe moy, Tamara doesn't know. Can never know. "Justice," Viktor repeats, savoring the word. "That's rich. You sound just like you did when you used to lecture me about honor and loyalty. When all you are is just another killer in an expensi

she tried to tell him her point. "And only if the real culprit gets his punishment then Zoey would get her justice and you will be able to win against the pain and fear of your past, Zae," Zale keenly heard her and then breathed out deeply. He gave her a simple nod, making her smile beautifully. "I will do everything to give Zoey her justice but I want you beside me so that I can stand against everything," Zale said and detached her hand from his face. He tightly held her palm in his and kissed the back of her palm.

TITLE Tainted Memories AUTHOR Honesty577 . This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author's imagination. . COPYRIGHT All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the written permission of the author except for use of quotations in a book review. If you want this book to be placed on your platform please see contact information on the author page. . DEDICATION This book is dedicated to my many loyal readers, my creator and my ancestors.