The Rebirth Of Noble Revenge นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“If you hurt them, I swear to God, I’ll break every damn bone in your body.” Reuben laughed, the sound hollow and bitter. “You think you can scare me, Caden? You think you can intimidate me?” He looked back at Ronan, then at me. “None of you understand. This was never about the damn kids. This was never about anything but me and my revenge. I’m going to make you all pay. Every single one of you.” A chill ran down my spine, but I refused to back down. “You’ll never win, Reuben. Not like this. Not when you’ve already lost everything that mattered. You can’t even see it, can you?”

I gripped the pendant tighter as I stared at my reflection in the steel. This wasn’t just revenge or running away. This was a rebirth. And somehow, being on the wrong side never felt so … right. *** 040725, Anne Joyce

I heard her say as she cleaned the crocodile tears that threatened to stream down her face. Actually, I wasn't good from the scratch. I had to be good so I tried. Desperately. It was the only weapon an abandoned child like me had to survive. I was a child with a heart so desperate to be loved by family and they went ahead to stomp all over it. Why did I have to be the butt of the joke? All this time, what did I work for? Dear Lord, now that all this has happened, I regret my life with all my being. Please have mercy on this pitiful fool and if you give me one more chance, I'll give everything I have and get my revenge. I promise.

He said each word with an emphasis that made her face burn. - W-well… – she gasped, closing her hands into fists on the table, to try to control her reactions – What if… What if Liam and Suzan aren't affected? That's what revenge is about, isn't it? - Oh, they will, don't worry. – although her posture as a whole remained unchanged, she could see that dangerous and infuriated gleam in the green eyes – After so many years in this industry, I met many people like them. When they consider someone inferior, they simply cannot bear to see them succeed in any way. Foster and Newton believe they have destroyed it. That whenever you see them you'll feel like you're nothing. But let's show them otherw

Looking at Ruby groveling on the floor, begging Herman for forgiveness, I felt a surge of satisfaction. Suddenly, Ruby turned to glare at me, her eyes filled with resentment. I nearly laughed out loud. She had brought this upon herself and still had the nerve to blame me. To add fuel to the fire, I pretended to be heartbroken and began to sob. “Ruby, we have treated you so well. Why would you betray Herman like this?” “I’ve treated you like my own daughter, and Herman has adored you, showering you with love. How are we supposed to face anyone now?”

She had laughed and said, "Whatever. I only wanted a child from her, but she's ridiculously fertile, popping out babies one pregnancy after another. "Besides, she's the one taking the physical toll of the pregnancy, and I didn't feel a thing when giving birth. So when I thought about it, getting a few extra sons for free isn't such a bad deal. "The whole system game was quite fun. It's just a shame she died so quickly, or I could have kept playing with her a little longer." Her vicious cruelty and complete lack of morals were what drove me to such a tragic end. Why? What right did she have to treat me this way?

"I don't know. Money, property, connections, whatever you need." Vincent looked at me like I was a naive child. "Marcus, revenge isn't about getting something. It's about taking something away. I don't want Nichole to give me anything. I want her to lose everything." "Her father is already dead. Isn't that enough?" "Her father dying of natural causes after living a full, successful life is not revenge. Revenge is watching his daughter suffer the way my daughter suffered. Revenge is making sure Nichole Valmont dies knowing that everyone she cares about died because of her."

I gritted, my words exhibiting all the hatred I contained for the opponent, enlightening them how grave the situation was. “Now, the choice is on you all. Win or die. Because if we get defeated and you all survive, I’ll make sure to take each of the lives that live under the name of De Luca’s before giving up my own last breaths, understood?” I slammed my fist on the desk, shouting with all the harshness I could fetch within, “This is fucking war, the same war that broke us years ago, the man whose name every one of you can remember, Nicholas whose real name was Nathanial Knightley. History is repeating. We will fight the same war once again, but this time with his sister and his whole fucki

Kat breathed, watching with a morbid fascination. Ruben glanced up, his eyes glowing the same as Batton’s blood. “It is a rebirth.” He said in a controlled voice, making Kat realise he was concentrating and to be quiet. As Batton’s head slumped forward in his last moments Ruben grabbed him by the short hair upon his head and yanked his head back, opening his mouth. At the same time Ruben took his own wrist into his mouth and savaged it, tearing open a wound before holding it above Batton’s mouth and letting the new blood drip in.

“I began to surround myself with myself because the only people who love and believe in me are me. “ “I realised that I was stronger than I ever thought I could be. I was kind, I was loving, and I was worthy of being loved in return.” “My mind flashed to one more thing, getting reborn by the moon goddess isn’t just giving me a second chance.” “I was reborn so I can have my revenge on the people who made my life a living hell.” “And now!!!, I will be starting the revenge with you.” I thundered in rage. “And the revenge starts by giving you a painful and anguish death.”