The Revenant Novel Novels & Stories

"The last time we spoke, you said you had a plan." The Violet standing before him was not the same woman he knew five years ago. That Violet was gone. This Violet was calculated and dangerous, like an erupting volcano ready to destroy anyone in her path. She was smart, calm, and relentless—a force to be reckoned with. Her every action was driven by one goal: revenge. "She is the plan," Violet said, pointing at the young woman. "Tell me, what’s your name?" Before the woman could respond, Riele interjected, "Her name is—"

Knowing what will happen between Shane Ryder and Clare Haistings. It is all making my heart feel like it’s going trough a torture session so I grab two champagne glasses from the passing waitress drinking both of them down within seconds then I decide that doing this will take me forever to get drunk so I go to hunt down a full bottle which I find easily enough and immediately start gulping it down. I sit down in one of the balcony chairs watching the moon. Time passes but I don’t know how long it’s been when my older sister Aurora Reed comes to find me.

“I’ll be with you, every step. I love you, okay? You’ll be fine,” “Oh come on,” Elena chuckled lightly then winced against. “I’m not in the least bit scared. Okay? I’ve died before. Or did you forget I was reborn for revenge?” ……………………………………………………………………………………………. Twelve hours later. Elena and Marco Donatelli welcomed twin baby girls to the world. Both mother and children were perfectly healthy. THE END.

Because the Revenant wasn’t just hunting me. It was bound to me. Summoned by someone's blood oath and stolen rites, it couldn’t be banished, it only sated. And it would only be sated when I was gone. The worst part was that no one else could fight it. When Jason tried to shield me, the Revenant passed through his shadows like mist. When Kael hurled fire, it drank the flames and grew stronger. When Elian poured starlight into the room, the spirit gave a loud sound like that of a bone breaking gradually.

They had ripped my family apart, left me orphaned, and I had spent my entire life clawing my way through the ranks of the Bratva to make sure I would never be powerless again. Revenge had become my purpose. And now, I was close. I scanned the room, my gaze cutting through the haze of smoke and low lighting, searching for my contact. My eyes landed on a group of men in tailored suits sitting in the VIP section. Lorenzo DeLuca sat at the center, relaxed but aware, his dark eyes sweeping the room like a king surveying his kingdom. Next to him was his younger brother, Antonio, nursing a glass of whiskey with an easy smirk. They were powerful, connected, and utterly ruthless.

He also asked questions in neighboring towns but no one knew the woman. His house is far from the city. He chose to live alone rather than live in Manila. A big puzzle to him how the woman reached his yard. All he knew surrounded salt water was his Island paradise. He did it to get away and get away. He wants to be able to think mentally and live a quiet life. "She's still having a chance to recover, Doc? " The Doc, Lorenzo Santibañez, deep breath. Then, replied. "Marcus, there is little chance that she will recover. Because of the Burning injuries on her body and her condition is very dangerous. It's a good thing she didn't get hit in the head badly."

One is titled ENCHANTED and the other is titled WOLVIRE, both appear to be writings from someone named VNB. Venus randomly flips through the pages of the two novels and then believes that they must also be fiction novels. It is looks interesting. Venus would only try to turn the book back to the first page to read it, when the sound of footsteps could be heard entering the library. Venus stood rigidly, waiting. A man who seems older than Venus stops in the doorway. His eyes gape as he sees Venus standing while carrying an artificial torch. The man carries a weapon similar to a rogue in his right hand.

I can walk, and my hands and eyes are functional." As I pondered this miraculous transformation, the door to the room slowly creaked open, and in walked a man. A man I knew all too well, a man who had been my sworn enemy in my past life - River Cane, the alpha of the Red Breeder pack. My heart raced, and for a moment, I wondered if my rebirth had been some cruel trick orchestrated by my tormentors. But the look in River's eyes was different, a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. He seemed to be as shocked as I was. "Annalise?" he uttered my name with a hint of disbelief. I nodded slowly, unable to find my voice. Memories of our bitter rivalry flooded back, and I couldn't forget how we had

CASSANDRA When I woke up the following morning, I found my things from Revira's residence already in my room. I thought I wouldn't be able to sleep in this room for my first night here, but I was wrong. I had a good sleep. It was my best sleep since I was seven years old. I stood up, fixed my bed, and went into the bathroom. I took a bath and fixed my clothes inside my closet. My clothes look like rags compared to the branded clothes that Alexnder bought for me, but I'm uncomfortable wearing those kinds of clothes.