The Rebirth Of Noble Revenge Novels & Stories

I could see the anger, the hate. “I hate them,” he spat the words as of it were poisen. “No… I loath them. “I’ll find the one responsible,” he said without heat, each word a stone. “And when I do, I’ll make him remember every scream she made.” “I'm sorry, I'm…. So sorry,” my hands trembled, tears spilled free. “It's not your fault Auriana, I thought all humans were cruel but… you're not Auriana, you're different. And no matter how badly I want revenge, I'll never do anything to hurt you I prom—”

Secluded from society, just the two of them against the world. But that wouldn't happen anymore. The twinkle in him died with George. The sky was cloudy, the stars covered by smoke. He held George close to him, hugging him tightly. He let himself go, collapsing into choked sobs. He didn't care who could hear him now. Anthony tore himself from his lover's body. He drew his sword and walked toward his beloved village. His sadness turned into rage. Thirsty for revenge. A barn owl perched on Anthony's shoulder.

After all, I had no dignity in our previous life. Since then, I had experienced death and had long since come to terms with reality. In my past life, I was obsessed with him and believed him to be the best. I was willing to die for him, but I ended up drowning alone, despite my selfless dedication. Now that I was reborn, I sought neither revenge nor love. I simply wanted to enjoy the rest of my life in peace. Thalyx still refused to let me be. He wanted me to love him and tolerate him loving someone else.

Lucil helped me to realize I was just in denial. I had thought she wouldn't have a good heart and wouldn't care about other people, but I was wrong. I still don't get the reason why I feel like a totally finished man, but I don't want to lose her. My ears bleed upon hearing her scream the word ‘Revenge,’ I needed to understand what she was saying. Revenge? How can she do that all by herself? “Yes, I want to go back to Spring Pack and expose the evil that was done against me,”

But I never saw the bitterness brewing beneath it all. It wasn’t until the day I died that the truth hit me. The fire tore through my skin, but all I could feel was the burning need for revenge. A vengeance so deep, it threatened to consume everything in its path. I wasn’t just given a second chance to make things right with Sebastian. I was given a second chance to destroy those who destroyed me. I was reborn through flames. And I will lay waste to them all. I lay down again, but I couldn't sleep.

Antonov stepped toward me and grabbed my arms. "And what are you going to do if you go back now... Who will believe your words when you look nothing like Eve Sanchez... There are many ways to get back at those who wronged us Scarlet, but the best way to truly punish is to drag it out and make the culprit wish he or she was dead... I can help you get your revenge if that is what you want, all you have to do in return is live as Elde's daughter and love her as if she's your mother. Will you do it or not"

The same love I kept on denying and calling it friendship and pushed him away? Theo looked at him with patient eyes, waiting for me to speak up.. When I didn't, he just held me tighter.. I sighed feeling his warmth.. We'll see what happens next.. But I can't lie to him and hurt him anymore.. "I am reborned.. I know it sounds crazy but it's true.. " I felt him stop breathing for a moment before kissed the back of my head for me to continue.. "I already lived my life and saw my tragic end.. And also saw the people who caused it.. I was too naive to not see through their intentions.. But this time, I won't be this naive.. I'll take revenge from them.. I'll make them pay heavily.. "

“We both know ye could beat her brother any day with both hands tied. There’s no question. So how does it feel?” “Like I’ve drunk too much whiskey?” Murtagh snarled. “What do you want me to say, Murtagh?” Rebel snarled back. “That I’ve royally fucked over the only good thing I’ve ever had in my life? Because if that’s what you want to hear, I’ll say it. You were right. It wasn’t worth it. Not by a long shot. Losing her again will be the death of me, and it’s death that I’ve chosen by my own hand.” Rebel ran his fingers through his hair. “But you have to know, it really wasn’t about the revenge. It was justice for the rebel wolves, and more importantly, it was for her. It always has been.”

My revenge was snatched from my grasp, the thrill of the kill stolen by the chosen one and her friends. Only Adoh knows, how Silas and Orion needed to die. But that was my kill. Not theirs. No matter, I had other goals now. The first to fulfill my promise that came with my rebirth. The second is to even the playing field and bring each kingdom to its knees. Only then might I find peace. Only then might I be released from this hell. Milo walks back in a struggling wild on a leash drug behind him. The corners of my lips tip akin to something of a smile, albeit a cruel one.

But I, in the shadows, was already writing my rebirth. I found myself smiling. They had no idea what awaited them. My mind was teeming with projects. Coming back would not happen in silence. No. My return would be a storm, a shock wave that would shatter the false kings and reduce their illusions to dust. I was going to be reborn stronger, more feared than ever. And when I reappear, this mafia world would understand a simple truth: Santino does not die.