Vengeance Books Novels & Stories

PROLOGUE – EXTENDED Title: What the Fire Forgot Book Two: Throne of Fire & Favors: Loyalty Is a Loaded Gun Time: 4 Months After Naomi Raines' Death Location: Valeburn City, Southside Block, Navarro-District Border Weather: Overcast with the smell of distant smoke and oil; a light wind rustles charred flyers across blood-washed pavement Soundscape: Buzzing streetlamps, the soft clink of bottles, low whimpers from alley shadows, and sirens like lullabies for broken cities

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.

Later that night, after everyone else had gone to bed, I found myself back at the windows, looking out over the city lights. Somewhere out there, Evan thought he was safe. Thought his fake death had bought him freedom. He had no idea what was coming. "Can't sleep?" Damian asked, appearing beside me as silently as ever. "Too much in my head," I admitted. "Anger can be fuel," Damian said carefully. "But it can't be the only thing driving you. Anger becomes vengeance, and vengeance is what The Balance warns against." "What's the difference?" I asked, genuinely curious. "Between justice and vengeance?"

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ RETRIBUTION (COMING SOON) REVENGE IS JUSTICE ATHENA It's more karma than vengeance, but it counts. Dylan Thompson, James Miller, and Tom Sanders will pay for what they have done to me. I'm going to make them suffer, I'm going to make them wish they'd never met me; they always say save the best for last, so my vengeance on them will be my grand finale, but the others will have to pay first. Leo

ADRIANA I was able to convince mum I was ready for this. Ready for him. Ready to face him. It is all I have been preparing for nonstop for six months. My every waking moment was plagued with thoughts of how I was going to get my revenge. Like all the women in the history books I read. Vengeance is what gives you the most satisfaction. And nothing beats making the people that hurt you pay for what they have done. I picked up the book Kian had given me some time ago. I have read it more times than I can count one finger but I still find myself wanting to read more.

She dodged, but not fast enough—blood welled from a shallow cut, and she snarled, her calm cracking. Lucian broke free, slamming his attacker’s head into the ground, and charged at Veyra. She pivoted, meeting him with a ferocity that matched his own, their blades a blur. I staggered, my side screaming, but I couldn’t stop—another Bloodfang came at me, and I ducked, driving my knife into its gut.

Tonight, I understand that his cruelty I imagined is way smaller than the actual depth of it. This should make the vengeance simpler, but it makes it worse because now, it’s not just my grief anymore. It's hers and Katherine's, and it's starting to feel less like justice and more like something that's going to cost more people than just Edgard when it finally comes down. I get up and pour a drink from the minibar I haven't touched since we got here. I chug it down, the hot liquid doing nothing to ease my restlessness. I set the glass down, and sit in the dark of the hotel room, remembering how I treated her when I first got her kidnapped.

She was different. I was getting disturbingly attracted to her until I found out that she was a Martelli. A family I had longed to wipe out. Ten years ago, my family and hers had a terrible feud, causing the death of several members from both sides. My father and sister had died as a result, leaving me with the responsibilities of a mob boss at seventeen. I never forgave those responsible for their deaths, and I had vowed to wipe out the entire family when the time came.

in my plan to take revenge. Goddess, I was so like my mother, wanting revenge against the wrong person. It was like a vicious cycle. I winced when I remembered how I defended my parents in front of the whole pack. And Caelum….poor Caelum, I almost poisoned him in trying to get revenge. I almost killed my mate for people that do not deserve it. What must have been going through his mind at that time? All these wouldn't have happened if they didn't keep the truth away from you, a small part of me whispered.

One where she was happy and safe. Loved and treasured… Because at the end of the day, it only felt bittersweet to know, that the people who did this to her, never would be able to hurt her again. Thanks to me… Alpha of the Tartarus Pack! Hell’s Alpha… At that, I smirked. They say revenge is a dish best served cold… I think it’s a dish best served--- In Hell…