Vengeance Incarnate Novels & Stories

He was furious that that alpha. Purple belonged to him and him only. How dare he saw Purple as a sex object? How dare he even have such filthy thoughts about this innocent girl? How dare he even look at the girls with his disgusting face? Vance vowed to himself that he would kill him personally. He will RIP every single muscle from his body; he will crack every bone on his body; he will give that man a slow and painful death. He will avenge his girl. He will make the girl’s feel safe again. Vance's irises were red as he thought about the complicated things he will do to the man when he finds him. But now he will stay with Purple. Take care of the girl’s till she smiles again.

But it took more strikes than he could count before Cynth’s victory came within grasp. Then the Incarnate spilled blood from his mouth. At first, Valerik felt himself rejoice at the sight of victory, then he saw the smirk on the man’s face and knew in that moment that they had failed. As Cynth rushed him, he turned his gaze to regard Valerik with full sight of his visage, the blood, the smirk, the promise in his eyes. Never had he seen a man so assured of his victory than any in that moment. And with it came an imprint the likes of which he had never felt. Never in his life had fear borne down on him with so much strength. Never had he wished to die rather than look upon the face of a man. P

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

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...”

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.

You will carry every memory of your betrayal, so that when the time comes you will make them pay. Sharon's chest tightened. Finally! A chance for revenge. "But as it is often said in another land, a person who seeks revenge must dig two graves. One for themselves and one for their enemies." Sharon's fingers curled into fists. "I plan to dig three. One for myself, one for my enemies, and one for the friends of my enemies! Send me back my Goddess! I will make them all wish they were never born!" "Very well. To make it bearable for you I will lock your past life from you until you are ready for your revenge."

​This was not physical conditioning alone; it was a mental crucible. Without warning, a rush of fragmented, violent memories crashed into my consciousness. These were not my own recollections, but ancient echoes of Ignis’s primordial battles—centuries of war against colossal titans, roaring tempests of dragon fire, and the sheer, crushing weight of unmatched power. The influx of foreign memories threatened to tear my mental focus apart, sending agonizing shockwaves through my skull. My vision blurred, and blood trickled from my nose as my mind fought to process the overwhelming scale of slaughter and dominance.

I chuckle as I let the images wash over me. “They tried for years to give him an heir. One day while he was away, she began to feel pain. She found out later on it was the pains of betrayal. Years later, she found out she was, in fact, pregnant. She was in the forest gathering herbs to help with morning sickness when she was hit with the pain again and she passed out. Waking the next day, she realised she had lost her child. In her despair, she went looking for Merrick, only to see him with a pregnant female and a little boy holding his hand. The pain was not only the pains of betrayal, but he had also marked the female. So, in her anger, she confronted him. They argued, and she snapped. She

Preston Vance was a man remade by hatred. The humiliation he had suffered at the hands of Jack and Catherine had not broken him; it had tempered him into a weapon of pure spite. Backed by the limitless resources and advanced technology of the Fenrir Council, he was no longer just a rival. He was a nemesis.

“What a pity, I hate to kill children.” My wide eyes locked onto the intruder, a surge of anger coursing through me like a raging river. The sight of Lily’s lifeless body sent a wave of fury crashing over me, igniting a fire of vengeance deep within my soul. In that fleeting moment, I made a solemn vow to avenge her senseless death, to hunt down the perpetrator and mete out justice with my own hands.