The Vengeance Saga Novels & Stories

My throat tightens. He leans forward, an evil smirk tugging at his lips. “An enemy of your family, but I can be your ally.” “I’m still an Azaeres,” I mutter, clinging to the last pride I have. He chuckles, low and sharp. “Doesn’t matter, we both want one thing—vengeance. Help me destroy your family, and you’ll have your revenge.” “And if I don’t?” His eyes darken. “You are weaker than they thought, then. I don’t plan to set you free whether you cooperate or not,” he says, rising, towering over me, already walking away.

Zitrey stubbornly shakes her head, and Mizu saw how strong the flame of hatred in her obsidian eyes, and so she added, “No honey… don’t let yourself devoured by hatred. Revenge can only bring more suffering. Wishing for a vengeance will pay a high price. Wanting a life will also cost a life and with that you might lose your dearest ones.” And continue on her cracked voice reminiscing her most regretted memory, “Aunt Mizu understand, that flaming hatred you have but you can’t take that path… don’t repeat my mistake, don’t regret what I have regretted…” teardrops started to fall constantly on her left eye yet she still wears a smile.

Don't you want revenge? A trace of hatred flashed across Penelope's eyes and her face darkened when she heard those words. She secretly gritted her teeth and said coldly, "Of course, I want revenge." The man stretched out a hand and gently lifted her chin, as if teasing a toy. "If you want revenge, you have to obey me. I promise to make Caleb fall from grace. How does that sound? Do you want to cooperate with me?" After a moment of silence, Penelope nodded resolutely with a cold and terrifying look on her face.

“Listen I—“ Another vicious slam in the face, and the man’s head rolled backwards. I swallowed hard, shivering to my bones. And I felt Jaxon come up close to me then. “You can look away if you can’t bear the sight,” he said in a quiet tone, and I nodded, stubbornly keeping my eyes pinned on Lazaro and the man. “Now,” Lazaro continued, pulling the man that was now unrecognizable, up close. Knuckle braces were badass. Deadly. “This is your last chance to save yourself from death. I don’t tolerate traitors.” Lazaro paused, his gaze drilling into the man’s face. “Who’s your accomplice?”

It was so intense, like they were telling me something, they held a promise. But promise of what? Destruction. A small voice in the back of my mind hummed. Fresh tears escaped me as I started crying. Vengeance. That's what his looks held. Hunger for revenge. I gulped as the severity of the situation dawned on me. The man seemed insane and I had to stay away from him. Or else he might destroy me. And this time, I will be shattered completely.

I could still hear her voice, trembling yet proud, confessing the unthinkable as if it were proof of her devotion. And here she was, acting like a fragile little thing, while her eyes practically screamed that she’d already won. My thoughts turned dark. I looked at Vance and wondered if this was really what he wanted. Did he want a woman who would kill her own blood just to get into his bed? And, if she could kill her own pup, what else would she do? What else would he let her do? The betrayal wasn't just him anymore. It was both of them. Standing there in my own bedroom, I felt a new kind of fire starting to burn in my chest. It wasn't love, and it wasn't pain, it was a promise of vengeance

9 minutes. I strike first, my fist a blur as it catches Vengeance across the jaw. Her head snaps back, but she doesn’t fall; she spits red on the ground, snarling at me. I lunge at her, driving my shoulders into her ribs, shoving her against the elastic tension of the ropes. Vengeance unleashes a flurry of hooks. Left, right, left. I block most, my forearms taking the brunt of the impact, but a sharp blow finds my temple. The world tilts, my legs turning into water for a split second.

For the moment though it was a place of nightmares. Stepping out of the car I instantly picked up on both Vanessa and Athena’s scents, blood thrown into the mix which I knew without a doubt belonged to Athena. Thor’s emotions were in turmoil, he wanted to protect Vanessa and make her happy believing she was his mate, yet he couldn’t sit back and let her do what she was doing. Especially when it was to someone as fragile and mentally unstable as Athena. Though come to think of it if Vanessa was willing to go to these extremes, then I couldn’t help but wonder how mentally unstable she was. This extended well beyond the boundaries of sibling rivalry; this was a form of treason, one that would m

My repaired heart is only asking one thing from the day I became numb is Revenge. See u soon XAVIER REVENGE IS ON I am back for my VENGEANCE -Yours love with lots of hatred Jasmine

How can one shoot his blood brother, worse enough, his twin brother? Thank God Geoffrey didn't die. See who's lying six feet under the ground? George and his conniving wife Kate. They all harmed us, thinking we will end up miserable all our lives but everything they had planned for us turned to them. God eventually paid them for their wrong deeds, avenging our sorrows. Isn't this karma? I'm not rejoicing now that they're dead...hell no! God knows how many times I had wished that they were alive so as to change and at least be sorry for their mistakes,even if they couldn't correct them!