Novel & Cerita The Lady Nun Vows Revenge

Pam went ahead to open the door without confirming who it was. Only to open the door to an unwelcomed visitor. Both she and Luke gasped in shock. “My condolences. I heard your sister is late. Blame it on Gabriella. But I made sure to avenge your case. I’ve sent my niece to kill her. Even Mr. Peter, the perpetrator is late as well.” “Is this the part where I say thank you?” Luke’s voice coated in sarcasm. “Guess what?” Warrior Nun took her seat without anyone offering. “My niece is dead because of you. She died in fighting your cause. Now I need you to pay me back.”

I said throwing my face away as I stared out the window. As they left, I reminisced on my plan for Volk and his family. I swore that I was going to get my revenge from Volk. He had taken my slave away and made her his Luna. To top it all, she was now looking stronger. I had tried taking her back using Dame grace but as I watched the whole show, play out, the more angry I was. I couldn’t react because Dame Grace told me to stay away. Now Rudina had made her an ally.

Revenge “My name is Elena Matthews,” the woman whispered, her voice trembling as she stared into Claud’s compelling blue eyes. Her fear was palpable, but under the influence of his power, she couldn’t resist the urge to speak. “I released the demon to help me kill the men who molested me and killed my family.”

She looked around and asked me, "Where's your friend? Emilia right? Didn’t she come with you guys?" Judging from her attitude, she was clearly showing off, totally unaware of what was going on between Ben and Emilia. She thought being able to stay beside him signified he had discarded Emilia and she was the victorious one. She intended to flaunt her victory in front of Emilia. I laughed, stood up, and pulled a wallet from Ben's pocket. I took out a dozen notes and stuffed them into the lady's hand: "Minny right. Don't come here again next time. this place doesn’t offer sexual services." This statement was intended to piss her off.

He didn't want to believe it. Anthony bit his lip, and his eyes trailed to the ground below him. The place looked so ethereal, like a sort of fantastical world. The grass was long beneath him, and the breeze swirled through the blades delicately. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "Why?" "I'm sorry I let this happen. I couldn't save you. I tried. I watch you die, George. I tried to save you...avenge you. I thought I was strong enough," The fallen knight stammered out his apology. "I wasn't. I know you probably didn't even want me to fight Solace... I had to. I had to do something." He clenched his fists. "I told myself that even if it was the last thing I did, I would do it for you."

he replied through gritted teeth. "So she’s practically innocent?" Dave raised a brow, making Andreas look at him. "She’s not innocent. Her criminal father has done enough. And he left his daughter behind to pay for all of his evil deeds," the woman roared with hatred, once again answering for him. Andreas, on the other hand, remained silent as he averted his eyes and looked at his glass. *** The moon was bright in the clear sky, making the night even more beautiful. The road was so quiet that one could hear the sound of the cold, gentle breeze rustling the leaves of the trees. There were only a few passersby, as it was already past midnight.

It was three against one and even if she hurts one of them, the other two could still take her. “Well, I will be damned either way, it's better to go down with a fight…. you should have left me there….. or was this part of his ultimate plan?” Carly's head was filled with different thoughts. The lady in their midst strolled in her direction, maintaining her smile and looked so innocent. “Hello dear. Do not panic, we mean no harm. I swear with the blood of the moon.” Carly was entranced, she couldn't stop staring at the lady in a daze like she had lost her sense of speech and the reason for her panic. As soon as the lady attempted to place an index finger on Carly's forehead, Carly dug her pin

“Swear your loyalty to the bloodline buried but not broken. Swear it now… or be consumed by the fire I will unleash.” One by one, they bent their knees. Men and women once shattered by war. Now resurrected by her promise. And in that moment, something new began, not with bullets or betrayals, but with a mother’s vengeance forged in shadow. ~~~~~~~~~~ As Luciana walked out of the chamber, the flame-lit corridors echoing behind her, she pressed a button on an encrypted device. A string of names lit up on the holographic screen. One name glowed brighter than the rest:

“Alright. We’ll do it your way. Have the stock prices dropped?” “Yes. They tanked within hours. What happened last night hit us harder than we ever imagined,” she says, handing me her tablet. I stare at the numbers, and right then and there, I swear to myself—no matter what it takes, I will get revenge on my wife and on Dubois. Even if it’s the last thing I ever do.

The parchment was brittle, the ink faded, but I knew every line by heart. Once, that place had been holy. Once, I had knelt there beside her two sisters of the moon, swearing to keep the balance between light and shadow. And then she had broken the vow, drowning everything in fire. Maybe this was the goddess’s game: to force me to relive it until I chose differently. But I wasn’t the same naïve Luna anymore. I clenched the goblet until it cracked, red wine spilling across the table like blood. “No,” I said softly. “This time, the promise dies with her.”