The Lady Nun Vows Revenge Mga Nobela at Kwento

Ravenna’s POV The steam rose slowly from the small teacup, but neither of us drank. Lady Vivienne sat across from me, her knuckles white as she gripped the edge of the wooden table. Now, she looked like a woman carrying years of pain. "The Luna Queen does not do her own dirty work, Vexley," Vivienne whispered, her voice shaking with a bitter rage.

And if I can’t have you, no one will. But Kael was wrong. She wasn’t his. She had never been. And as she closed her eyes, a new determination took root. He had tried to destroy her, but he had only awakened her. The Luna’s revenge would not be whispered in the shadows; it would be roared from the mountaintops. And she would not be alone.

A crystal wine glass shattered against the wall. ‎Victor stood quietly nearby. ‎"The warehouse exploded and yet they're alive!!" She yelled as her voice echoed through the room. ‎ ‎"You told me there was no way they'd escape." ‎ ‎Victor calmly straightened his cuff. ‎"I said the odds favored us." ‎ ‎"You failed." ‎ ‎"No." ‎ ‎He looked directly at her. ‎"You underestimated Vivian." ‎ ‎Annabel clenched her fists. ‎"She's becoming a problem and a very annoying one at that."

Velvet drapes the color of spilled wine lined the walls, chandeliers of obsidian crystal hung like predatory eyes overhead, and the air itself seemed heavy with perfume, smoke, and danger. Every corner whispered with secrets. Eyes tracked him as he passed—recognition, curiosity, some even thinly veiled hatred. But he walked like he belonged. Because tonight… he did. The sound of a single violin played from the center of the stage, delicate and haunting. At the far end of the hall, beneath a black-and-gold portrait of the late Lady Aihara, stood the auctioneer in ceremonial robes, waiting for the tribute to begin. Dorian moved past a table where a familiar face turned toward him—someone from

The torchlight shook against the convent walls, turning the ruined saints into leering shadows. Catalina’s breath came shallow. Gabriel clung to her even tighter, his small fingers digging into her gown. Lucien’s gun didn’t waver, but his hand trembled, just barely. “Camilla,” he growled. “What is this?” The nun’s smile widened. Her habit was no longer white—it was ash and soot, the hem soaked in mud. Around her neck hung not a cross but a shard of black stone, glistening as if wet.

Hans, waiting outside the room, had no idea that one of the nurses caring for Nelvan was Bella, the woman who had nearly become Nelvan's wife, standing right next to him. Bella lowered her mask, looking at the unconscious face with a sneer. "Do you think I can't do anything to get back at you? You embarrassed me by canceling our wedding abruptly, then you made me poor with the power you have, and now it's my turn to retaliate. You must die by my hands," Bella said. Bella took out a syringe from the nurse's uniform pocket, and the sharp needle pierced the IV bottle to inject the liquid into Nelvan's body periodically.

“You think you can stop me? You have no idea what you’re dealing with.” She raised her hands, chanting an ancient incantation. The air crackled with energy, and a dark cloud began to form above her head. “I will not be defeated,” she screamed, her voice filled with fury. “I will have the Gemini Heart, even if it means destroying you all!” Before she could complete her spell, Veronica’s security team opened fire, unleashing a hail of bullets that ripped through the air. Madam Serena screamed, collapsing to the ground, her body riddled with bullets.

Clarice asked. Viviana was confused for a moment. Why is this nun asking her about private stuff like this? Ah, because nuns served God, the divine entity that humans served and obeyed. “Yes! I’m a good person. I mean, I didn't harm anyone! Please believe me!” she said convincingly. “Dear, you should strive to be a good person. Don’t hurt anyone. Never venture on the bad side or else karma will catch up with you. Do you understand?” Clarice asked.

seeing Elina standing in door. lady: " who is she?? " she asked aunt Mary, looking at Elina.. aunt Mary: " madam she is Ms Elina Martin.. then everyone becomes shock.. that lady gets angry.. lady(greeting her teeth) : " why she is here?? " asked aunt Mary and that lady was staring at Elina in disgusting way.. aunt Mary: " young master only brought her to home madam.. " lady: " (looking at her husband) call hayden and tell him to come to home immediately... I don't want her to stay here... "

"I don't want you to start hiccupping and then make a fool of yourself." "Oh how sweet of you!" she said with sarcasm filled in her voice. "Ma'am you can start now." she gulped a large breath and then nodded. "My family was killed by the de Mario mafia because my father being a detective had proof against them and when I got to know that Sean was involved I wanted revenge. Sean had held me as captive in my house to find the proof that my father had. In order for revenge..."