Novel & Cerita The Lady Nun Vows Revenge

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.

None of the comforting and familiar faces from Swiftcrest, just angry wolves, desperate for power and out for blood. Cassie leapt over the mass of gnashing teeth and claws to join her sister, her paws landing on the hard earth, keeping an eye out for Nora, sniffing hopefully at the air around her for her sister’s scent. It wasn’t there, but there was something faint…apples. She didn’t really have time to place this odd scent lingering in the air - why apples? Maybe from one of the desserts that were now strewn all over the ground, but this was different. She shook her head to clear her befuddled mind, and re-focused. She had to help Evie and she had to find Nora. She leapt in the air, jumpin

She exited the library, her eyes scanning the surroundings as she retrieved the shotgun that she had requested Nero procure. With a sudden, fierce movement, Vellu seizes Faith from behind, his grip tight and unyielding. Faith's eyes expanded in surprise. "Get out!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the empty room. "You have no shame!" With a voice that echoed through the halls of the grand estate, Faith cried out for aid from any of the inhabitants who might hear her plea. Little did Faith know that Vellu had already taken the lives of each staff member, one by one, prior to her capture.

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 cursed him that day, not only that but I also took the souls of his wife and child, he didn't deserve them anyway she paused her statement with an evil round of laughter before continuing. Even with how much I punished him, the desire to get revenge for my kin still burns ever so strongly within me, I am not yet satisfied until I have his soul in my hand, but first, I want to see him suffer so much. I want to see him beg me to kill him.” “Squawk... “Patience Nabin. As soon as it is done, this spell will make our revenge complete, the end of Lucas De Clan is yet to come, very soon… She checked the insides of the large pot where she was cooking up her spell, it would soon be ready, all that

"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..."