Vengeance Books Novels & Stories

"Yes. We'll help you, pathetic little creature that you are. But not because I wish to help you. Because of what you'll do to repay me." The things I'll have you doing. Chest heaving, fire lit her eyes at his provocation. Enraged that he'd dare propose such a bargain. Dare make demands on her. Go ahead, be mad. That'll just make this vengeance all the sweeter. Disseus remembered his own rage. "What lengths are you willing to go to, to save your son. For your revenge?" He asked the question directly. Forcing her to answer the question just as bluntly.

"If you hadn't egged me on, I never would've gone after Finnegan! I never would've... I never would've killed my own brother by mistake!" Their voices grew louder, raw with rage. Then came a crash, and Vincent's voice ripped through the air, "Your whole damn family deserves to die! Finnegan should've died! You three siblings should all rot in hell!" "Don't you dare say that!" Then came the sound of a man's scream. It would appear that Celeste had lost it and started hitting him. I listened to the sound of his ragged breathing, waited for the exact moment when he was on the cusp of death, and walked in.

I will surely get to the root of this and get revenge! Those wicked people that murdered my parents should get ready for a taste of my vengeance!

"Be a successful woman and slap them with your achievements you obtained without their help---and that would be your revenge against people who don’t believe in your capabilities." And that is something I wasn't open about. All my life, I believed that getting revenge on someone was always done by doing things that would make their life even more miserable. Without even knowing while I'm wanting justice for my family, for myself and for all those unpleasant memories I had shared with Liam and his family, I'm becoming the evil I never imagined myself to be.

"John, why is my diary vandalized? It looks like trash my notebook." "Oh, that. Um, I wanted to sketch a drawing of a bird I spotted outside your window. I couldn't spot any paper around, so I had to use your diary." "My diary is meant for writing and it's not a drawing book. Besides, you have several books in your room, why use my diary?" "Cause I didn't want to exert any effort running into my room to get a book, that'd be stressful when I could just use your notebook." "But it's my personal diary, you should have keep off. Is that why you tore many pages off it? Even some pages I wrote about my life?"

, Cassie chuckled "Get out." "Cassie..." "Get out!!! I said get out!!!" Sarah shuddered and immediately grabbed her bag. Before leaving she glanced at Cassie and said, "I'm sorry" After she left, Cassie slumped into her chair. She put her head in her hands and exhaled. She knew she shouldn't have yelled at Sarah like that. She was only trying to help. But she couldn't help it. The truth was, Cassie was feeling really bad. She felt really awful. She had read through the file her private investigator had given her. And she realized there were somethings about her mother she didn't know. So many things. It made her feel she wasn't a good daughter to her when she was alive. Now that she was dead

I even found myself not sticking to the outline I created for this book, which other writers I met told me that was completely normal. By writing this, I have lots of inspiration. But I'm mostly focused on the themes of vengeance and abuse. Many people all around the world have been subjected to abusive houses or just abusive friends close to them, and when they defend themselves in self-defense, many others criticize them, even if they are the victims. Furthermore, I want to convey that vengeance does not always have to be evil, like in my book. In addition, I want to raise awareness about mental health, which I also addressed in my story. When I was sixteen, I wrote the initial drafts of t

Trigger warning: Extreme violence. RIVEN BLACKWOOD POV A broken laugh escaped my lips. There was nothing funny, no, it was just the way I was wired. The voices in my head were loud, clamoring, driving me to the point of insanity. I didn't care how I drove, and every time I recalled the bruises that bastard had left on Hazel, flames of anger engulfed my chest, burning and consuming me from inside out. I clenched the steering, the urge to rip it out overwhelming.

_______ This Book is DARK BULLY ROMANCE with themes like Revenge, bully, húmiliation, reverse harem, MMMF, MF, and dúbious cónsent. A. Gupta

I craved it so much that revenge slowly killed the man in me, leaving only the demon. I killed every Lugar that got in my way and killed brutally, sometimes even too brutally, I liked to take their lives. He was merciless and bloodthirsty, a real beast. He was looking for death, did not want to live and did not want to exist, but, unfortunately, he always defeated the enemy. The vengeance burning from within made him invulnerable.