The Retribution Novels & Stories

Looking at her stupefied expression, he didn't know what she was thinking about. "Do you think this is retribution ...?" Back then, my father betrayed my mother for Grace, causing my mother to die of depression. Now, my father has left with hatred after Grace betrayed him, and Grace has also suffered all these sins because of my father, does it mean that there will be retribution?” Victoria's eyes were filled with tears, her expression extremely sorrowful. Roderick's heart ached, seeing her current state, he was in so much pain that he couldn't even breathe, he leaned over, extended his hand to grab her, gently stroked her head, and said softly, "Alright, it's all over, stop thinking about i

"But a part of me believes so, the part of me doesn't, it is probably because I haven't seen it yet." "The divine retribution is real. I'm sure that they got what they deserved. Killing someone isn't something that you can just forgive, nor forget. What was lost can never be found. Humans such as yourselves die in a very short amount of time and I understand that this is the very reason why you chose to live the best every day." "Yeah, you're right. Every day we live our lives to the fullest because we do not know when the time will come for us." she smiled painfully at him. "Did... he never get the chance to reincarnate? Like you, Night Hallows?"

Never! “Are you threatening me!” She growled scrapping her chair against the tiled floor as she got up and slammed her hands on the table, I paused in my tracks and slowly turned to look at me, my lips stretched into a small tight smile, “Ofcourse not, that would be rude of me right?!” I replied and with that I turned around and walked out of her office slammed the door with a soft thud, I only just started taking back what’s mine and she’s this disoriented, what then will happen when I’m ready to take my revenge on them?!

I anxiously tried to stop them, but Jared suddenly snatched Larry's baton and smashed it on me, knocking me to the ground. He was seething with rage. "No wonder…it's the same in the past—you two are in this together, trying to deceive me!" I was shocked to realize that Jared was also reborn. No wonder he had insisted that I was lying on the phone despite not asking for his help this time. But as blood poured out from my body, my head began to spin, and I could barely speak. All I could do was lie there, struggling weakly. Jared took in a deep breath and clamped his hand tightly on my wrist. "Do you know what the consequences of hurting the daughter of the Spencer family are?

The very first thing I did was to add a new rule to Swift Corp. [Anyone who maliciously obstructs, harasses, or assaults crew members will be permanently banned from all Swift Corp cruises.] Swift Corp would always stand on the side of justice.

Right after the enemy finished making their threat, a string of strange floating text suddenly appeared before my eyes. [Scott, pick our girl! Let the wife die already!] [Once the wife dies, she can go back to the modern world and get a huge transmigration bonus. Then you and Jennifer can finally be together!] [I'm so sick of this kind of story where women suffer. Just give us a happy ending already!] Go back to the modern world…and get paid? Hanging from the city wall, I instantly felt a surge of excitement.

Quinton pressed at the faint red mark on the back of his hand and spoke in a pitiful tone, "Dr. Foster, I know you're upset about your hands. I only wanted to share the good news that I’d just published three papers in top journals, but you tried to hurt my hands instead?!" He had stolen my work in plain sight and won everyone's praise. As for me, I was already notorious. Voices of contempt and abuse rose all around me. Before I could say a word, Magnolia slapped me across the face. Then, she ground the heel of her shoe into the back of my hand. The pain nearly made me black out. "Quin never did anything to you! He's still thinking about you on his wedding day, and this is how you repay him?

A bitter feeling lines the back of my throat because… I was so eager to prove myself. To make sacrifices for people who would always see me as a tool. To make sacrifices of other people, just to get the approval of vain, self-centered, perverse, people. People who have no humanity left in them and who are so drunk on power, they know nothing of kindness, or love. Only darkness and selfishness. “I wonder if the same fate might befall your little Ravenna after you’ve passed, Sophia.” I move before Luna Margery can breathe her next breath, and a loud cracking sound is heard right before she screams and clutches her nose.

And nothing destroys a narcissist faster than becoming irrelevant to the person they obsessed over. Retribution is not loud. It is not always violent. Sometimes it’s quiet, precise, relentless, and inescapable. And as he sat alone in a penthouse no one respected anymore, watching a world move on without him, I knew one thing with absolute certainty: This was not the end for him. This was worse. This was the beginning of his disappearance.

He didn’t look away. “I removed the ones responsible.” The air shifted. “You killed them,” I said quietly. “Yes.” No hesitation. No apology. Just fact. My heart pounded—but not out of fear. Out of realization. This wasn’t ambition. This wasn’t greed. This was morality twisted inside a violent world. “They didn’t forgive you for that,” I said. “They called it betrayal.” “You called it necessary.” “Yes.” “And the revenge?” His eyes hardened. “They retaliated.” “How?” This time he looked away.