The Retribution Novels & Stories

“You will not be subject to Retribution just for a lie.” Retribution. One word but enough to make those who know it be chilled down to the bone. Jin never experienced it but he saw it. It was the highest form of punishment in the Rigiddin household. He had seen Raeya go through it. He also saw Rex barely survive it. It was not something to be taken lightly and was fit for traitors, murderers, and other deadly crimes. Chief Raius imposing retribution even to his siblings showed his identity as someone with an iron hand. For the others, it was too much. But for the main Rigiddin family, it was a form of training–an unpleasant one. Jin chuckled. “Then for that I am grateful. My life has been sp

Were there hidden consequences they couldn't comprehend? But it was Finrir, his loyal bondmate, whose presence gave him the strength to endure. Finally, Tritan found the courage to look back at the guardian. The sight of the colossal serpent filled the small chamber, his bright red scales glimmering like molten lava in the faint light. His massive head loomed before them, large enough to make them feel small and insignificant in comparison. Tritan reminds himself of his dignity and royal lineage; he straightens his back and steels his nerve with courage as he hovers before the Guardian of Retribution. He signs, with steadfast resolve, "What can we do to make things right?"

"W-What do y-you want f-from me?" Retribution smiled with such maliciousness that she could have made most of the guild counsel turn tail and run. "I know what you have been doing to your husband and his family, but I want to hear your story. Your fate may be a little less painful if you comply with my wishes." Delora paled then reddened. She started to let out a string of curses and insults, but was interrupted by Retribution’s steel re-enforced bracer coming hard across her face. "Insolence is not becoming of a fool." Disdain dripped from Retribution’s tones. Now bleeding freely, Delora opted to give her the information she wanted. When Delora was finished with her confession, Retribution

Those are people we are loyal to. - So you betrayed your kind? - Mother asked calmly, balling her fists at the same time. - You are the one who betrayed us first. - Martha spoke for the first time, but she got no reaction from the Mother, who was still looking at Megan. - I will give you the last chance to reconsider your decision. - Thank you for this generous offer, but I think I will decline it. - Megan replied, shaking her head. Mother stood silent for a moment. Warriors, the lowest cast in witches' society, just rejected her offer. That was the level of humiliation Mother was not going to forget.

In no time, my figure went out of shape. I kept a close eye on Mirabelle. Yet, much like in my previous life, she continued to get younger. My ruined skin and out-of-shape body didn't affect her at all. When Marcus returned from his business trip, he was startled by my appearance. With open contempt, he said, "Rosetta, my company's anniversary is in a few days. If that's how you're going to show up, forget it; don't bother going. I refuse to be humiliated because of you."

I wanted to suffocate on the familiar smell I had once craved. With his face uncomfortably close, he muttered, "So this is it?" "You wed the Alpha merely to get even with me? To demonstrate your ability to trade up? His mouth curled into a half-sneer, half-smirk expression. "All right. Rebecca, you've had your retribution. Well done. You can now quit acting. Before I could stop it, a bitter laugh ripped from my throat. "Retaliation?" I cocked my head, looking into his eyes with an inexplicable serenity. "You believed your value to be that high?"

About retribution. My investigators had worked tirelessly in the shadows. One had stumbled upon a recording—a video that had been hidden since the night Melissa plotted to eliminate me and marry Chad. Every detail was captured: the whispers, the scheming, the cruel intent. Every lie she had spun, every betrayal she had orchestrated before I fell in that deadly Piranha River. I took a deep breath and sent the recording to the authorities, ensuring it went directly to the highest levels of law enforcement. Melissa had thought she could play the game endlessly, but no crime rots forever. Even if delayed, justice finds its mark.

The house where I'd tried so hard to build a family, where I'd given everything and received nothing in return. "They're going to pay for this," I said quietly, my hands clenched in my lap. "For everything they've done." Sophia glanced at me, something fierce and approving in her expression. "Damn right they are." I leaned back against the seat, closing my eyes. Revenge would come later, I promised myself. Alex thought he could discard me like trash, thought I was too weak and broken to fight back. He was wrong. But first, I needed to heal. I needed to rebuild myself, to remember who I was before I became Mrs. Alex Hayes.

The Dark Moon pack was coming-and they were ready to fight. "Sophia," Ash said with eyes of a serious intensity. "Whatever happens, remember that your loyalty is to your family, your pack. We will protect each other." "I know," she said, her voice firming into an unmovable decision. "We'll fight together." It wasn't until the first silhouettes finally cut through the trees that Sophia felt her heart race in her chest. She was ready for whatever was to come next-ready to defend her family, her pack, and the love she still held within her for Daniel, whatever the outcome.

“And what, exactly, would I get in return?” “You’d get a share in our profits, And you’d get the satisfaction of knowing that Byteforge survived despite your best efforts.” Elara burst into laughter, “Oh, Levi You’re playing a dangerous game. What makes you think I won’t just refuse your offer and watch Byteforge burn?” I swallowed hard, knowing it’s my last chance. “Because if Byteforge falls, Global Reach Enterprises falls with it, And I don’t think you’re ready to go down with the ship.”