Tortured Hero Novels & Stories

I am the fire that burns enraging the wrath and vengeance that runs in my veins but there is a twist. One thing between us is that I'm not the monster everyone plays me out to be. The people who I ruthlessly and personally kill are ones that the justice was not served to. Rapists. I despise them. With my encounter but I was strong enough to fight back, but many can't and for that reason, the messy kills will only be with them. One and one of my only purposes is to protect and take payback on the ones who can’t take the revenge they desire to have. Lucky for me I have the crazy Romano gene.

"What? It's a win-win for you us, no?" "Why in your sick mind do you think this is a win for me?" I ask, feeling appalled. He raises a brow as if he truly doesn't understand. "I get to do whatever the hell I want with you while the bastard over there sits and watches hopelessly." Leaning over, he whispers, "I think he deserves to be tortured a little for how he treated you, don't you think?" I shake my head aggressively. "No, Aayan. Please, I don't want this."

He wished for his death now in his mind but Nicholas will not let them die this easily. The last man was sacred to the death after watching his fellows suffer for the deed they did and he was equally involved in it. He was scared and frustrated from the pain his fellows were feeling and hearing their cries. He couldn't control himself anymore and let his frustration out. "Why are you torturing us like some madman? We just wanted to have a little fun with that girl and it's not like she is your girl. That bitch was the one who seduced us!" he yelled out frustratingly at Nicholas and this was it.

He wasn't healing as normal werewolves do, most probably, they made him drink the poison where he would be unable to heal himself for a month or two. Oh my God. My lips also trembled while I was trying to maintain my posture. I was speechless. I couldn't say a word. He was tortured. They were torturing him. I shouldn't have been shocked as I had already prepared myself for this but seeing it happen with my two bare eyes was a different case. I didn't expect it would be this harder to sink in. He was suffering. I swallowed deeply — but he chose that thing for himself. He was a traitor. He was the one who put himself to this. My chest thumped when his head slowly lifted until his eyes met mine

Her lackluster voice was somehow heartless than before. “We… we… we apologize…” Hercules rubbed his palms, begging. Hermes had already bawled his eyes. That’s because mental torture was the most painful torture they had ever experienced. A mental wound couldn’t be treated the same as a physical wound, yet it didn’t mean, physical torture was less an issue. Both were equally exhausting and painful. “Come… let’s play with me.” Shadow’s pupils soon glitched weirdly. Slowly, from yellow, it turned blood red. “Play… fuck…” Shadow kneading one side of her head.

Torturing people made her happy, what if. *****

“Would you like to read it privately?” “Yes, please,” he replied, and the detective and security guard left, leaving Darren alone in the room. He started reading the findings and laid out all the photographs in the binder on the table, showing the wounds on the body. Darren studied the photos for a long time, wondering who could have done such a cruel thing to a helpless old man. Even when he was in the army, he had never seen a prisoner of war being tortured in a similar way during interrogation. The sight was horrific. It seemed to be a warning. He was well aware of what it meant. The game was on. A game that would probably claim many more lives in the near future. The enemy had made the f

Without a word, I motioned to the torturers, and they dipped the whip in wolfsbane before lashing Nasir again and again. Nasir's screams echoed off the walls, but I felt no pity for him. he deserves all his getting and more, and I am going to torture him more and more He was a werewolf, and he knew that sometimes, violence was the only way to get what i wanted. As the torture continued, I felt his rage building, and I vowed that I would not rest until Nasir was dead. But despite the agony he was enduring, Nasir remained defiant, his eyes burning with fierce determination. I knew that i was in for a long fight, and I steeled myself for the battle ahead. Whatever it took, i was determi

"Your display of weakness suggests that you are unable to endure even the slightest discomfort. What will happen if one of our foes were to capture you and subject you to torture? Would you crumble and beg for mercy before you even feel the sting of the lash?" Despite my admonishment, Dave continued to shake his head and weep, "I would rather face the enemy's wrath than suffer at the hands of my own boss. If I am to meet my end, let it be as a hero at the hands of our adversaries, rather than as a traitor at the hands of my own kin."

My hair was grabbed and pulled backward. "Why are you torturing me!'' I screamed and held onto the person's hand. I scratched his hand with my nails and I noticed the softness of the hand. The person attacking me wasn't just anyone but someone who wanted me dead. Someone who was close to Me and knows everything about me. "If you want to save the humans then you can go ahead and do that! You didn't have to kill me!" I yelled at the top of my voice. "I didn't do anything wrong!" The assailant didn't reply and instead, he continued to drag my hair until he hit my head on the wall. "I am no hero but getting rid of a stupid heroine like you who is all about the mouth is something that I hoped to