The Vengeance Saga Novels & Stories

The interior was equipped with a suite of non-invasive sensors that allowed Anya to monitor the biological signatures of anyone within a twenty-foot radius. For Kaelen 'Wraith' Vance, a Rezvani Tank 'Vengeance'. This tactical SUV was the definition of brute force. Finished in a non-reflective 'phantom grey,' it featured thermal night vision, electromagnetic pulse protection, and a smoke screen system. Kaelen had added a custom weapon rack and a reinforced chassis for high-speed extraction missions.

It was quick, clean, and utterly professional. Sage’s smile faltered. Her eyes went wide, reflecting a sudden, profound confusion. She didn't fight. She didn't even fall slowly. She crumbles to the ground, dropping like a puppet whose strings had been cleanly severed. The sight broke something vital inside me. The fear, the anger, the love—it all condensed into a singular, white-hot need for vengeance. I covered the last ten feet, shoving bodies aside with brutal efficiency. "YOU BITCH!" I lunged, my hands aimed for Alice’s throat. I was two feet away—just inches from ending the nightmare.

A cold man was HOW I once considered myself, but since the day I watched the woman I vowed to spend my life with, the one I chose to have my babies get shot, something in me was born, and my once unfeeling soul felt a burning fire for answers, with it an undeterred need for vengeance. I knew the path I was taking didn’t just end with bloodshed, because the people I was going to end would just be the beginning. Vengeance never sat dormant, nor did it perish in time. It was waiting for a perfect moment to be born, a gap in the story to rear its head. Beggar showed me that, the day she put a bullet in Zero’s brother. The brother still wonders how she could love him and kill his family. He is pe

His scream cut off when my blade punched his kidney. Thomas struggled with the last one, the guy’s hands around his throat. I didn’t think. Just moved. I jammed my knife through the bastard’s temple, blood spraying across Thomas’ shirt. He shoved the corpse off, coughing, glaring at me. “You love this shit.” I wiped my blade on the dead man’s coat. “I love breathing.” We dragged their bodies into a trash fire burning in the alley, watched them curl and blacken. Thomas lit a cigarette with shaking fingers. “How long do you think before they realize it’s just the two of us tearing through their network?”

Damon choked, trying one last, pathetic attempt to break Vladimir’s focus with a taunt about my vulnerability. Words. Lies. Noise. He is noise. He is irrelevant. The only truth is the steel in my hand and the debt in my soul. Irina. Isabella. Children. The sequence of vengeance is simple. Kill the threat. Protect the future. Vladimir didn't answer. He drove his knee into Damon’s kidney with brutal, controlled force. Damon bucked, his body arching in immediate, agonizing surrender. Vladimir released the crushing embrace only to lash out with his combat knife.

Scarlet said quietly, interrupting. “Wait, what?” “She shot herself. In the leg. During an argument with him. He called the cops.” Scarlet’s voice was flat, almost detached. “That’s how it all came out.” Amanda took the remote and turned the TV up. The screen flickered from commercials to breaking news. “...Seraphina Vance, socialite and heiress, was taken into custody earlier this evening for the suspected murder of Dr. Jude Reed and her sister, Katherina Vance. Authorities say new forensic evidence links her to both crimes...”

Oh, my dear Zoey…" he drawled as he moved away from her. "Zoey," he said softly, his voice dripping with calmness. "I don't believe in remission, there is nothing like forgiveness. I am Lynx Vance, I believe in revenge, I believe in vengeance. Vanessa and Alexander will pay for their betrayal with their lives, and that useless thing in Vanessa's belly will face his doom soon," Lynx said firmly.

​I stepped out through the ruined gates and walked down the winding stone road leading away from the valley, the roaring inferno of the Vane estate casting a long, blood-red shadow behind me. The first step of my vengeance was complete, but the grand continent stretched out far beyond these borders, filled with other noble houses and hidden forces that shared the guilt of my past. ​My journey had only just begun. The world was about to learn what happens when a dragon wakes up hungry.

Then the contract expires, and I can burn this cage to the ground. Suddenly, the black glass screen on the terminal flickered. A red alert banner slashed across the blue interface, pulsing with a silent rhythm. [INTRUSION DETECTED: UNFAIR ACCESS ATTEMPT] [LOCATION: VANCE ENTERPRISES CENTRAL SERVER - ZURICH] [USER: EXECUTIVE LEVEL CLEARANCE] My breath stopped. Someone inside Vance Enterprises was currently trying to bypass the Kael Syndicate's freeze order using a stolen master key code, a code that only two people in the world possessed.

Even when I beat her, she didn’t—. As though able to read my thoughts, her smile disappeared, and she leaned in close, her eyes never leaving mine, and I gulped audibly. “That kind-hearted Frankie died when you killed her. We are Vengeance, and a debt is owed, Aiden,” she hissed. I no longer recognized the person before me. “Where is Alice?” I murmured, too afraid to speak, but I needed to know. Frankie laughed and rose to her feet. She stretched her arms out, and the shadow wolves painted on the walls scratched like feral wild beasts.