Vengeance Incarnate Novels & Stories

He just looked out the window again, his reflection flickering against the glass, his thoughts spiraling between fury and something he couldn’t name. When Hale finally left, Roman’s hand curled into a fist against the window frame. The pain that shot up his arm was grounding, it kept him focused, alive, sharp. Vargo and Dante had made a mistake. They hadn’t just attacked a Thorne. They’d attacked his wife. And now, Roman Thorne wasn’t planning justice. He was planning vengeance. Roman didn’t realize how fast he was walking until Hale called out something behind him, and the echo of his boots swallowed the sound whole.

>>>>Escape.>>>> I’m spurred by rage, my feet hurry down the hallway non-stop even when the FBI agents yell for me the surrender. I don’t. I’ll live to avenge my mother’s death. I'll live to slash my gun brutally against her gut and watch her blood coat the floor like my mother’s did. The spirit of vengeance strengthens me while I run. My mind howls at me for falling in one thing; never love a Vladimirovna. Never taint your soul with anything that has to do with him….his family.

Kristoffer blurted out another query. "I made a promise to myself." "A promise?" Kristoffer hummed. "What sort of promise relates to rejecting her as your mate?" I shook my head at the same time that I heaved out a loud sigh. "A promise to seek vengeance for what Sarina did to my parents. Once I've successfully avenged them with my own strength, then there's nothing else that I'd worry about. I wouldn't even care if Celeste wouldn't be mine."

His tone this time turned tender and sexier. A fierce look flashed across Anita's eyes, and she stepped back. Quickly, she brought out a small dagger from her back and positioned it on her throat like she didn't give a damn about herself. " Since I only have limited time, how about I cut this life down and end this! The only reason I was reborn is to seek and get justice for myself, and not to be with you!" Vlad was displeased to see this, and his dark soulless eyes turned inhumane!

Hesitated, his subordinates asked, "Chief, he's willing to pay so much. Why not take the money and let them go? K doesn't have to know." Despite the temptation, Scarface rebuked his subordinate with a slap, cautioning, "Idiot! If K gets wind of this, we're finished." After his reprimand, he raised his gun and fired at Caleb. The muzzle of the gun was a terrifying sight, but Caleb managed to dodge it just in time, narrowly escaping the bullet. "Caleb!" Ember cried out, losing her composure and rushing to his side. Scarface, taken aback, remarked, "I didn't expect you to be so agile, dodging a bullet like that. You're lucky this time, but there won't be a next."

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

She says and I nod though I was hesitant. “Please be careful Cristina,” I warn her. “Just give me a simple clue. I will handle other things. He has to pay. If I can take revenge against my mate. He can’t imagine how vengeful I can be for my mate.” Logan’s eyes darken with anger. I know his wolf is on the surface. I know how angry his wolf is knowing the truth. He will Rip Rick away if he gets hold of him. But I don’t want him to do something that can make any of us suffer.

After the wedding, I knew Zac would help me bring down James' company. I knew I had too much to do but that was less than the pain I felt during the hours they hid me. I want to hurt them over and over. I want them to kneel at my feet while crying and apologizing. I'm not going to stop until I get what I want. I will torture them and abandon them. I will exact my vengeance until the day I die. I was so angry that I just burst into tears. I retouched my make-up again and they reminded me not to cry too much because my make-up was a waste. They thought so I was crying out of excitement. But what they didn’t know was the anger and pain so I cried.

“Then why you don’t want to see them?” Zitrey stays in a silent staring back at him. “I see… But those bunch will surely search for you,” he said and leave. Zitrey replied back, “I know, that's how hardheaded they are.” at the time he already closed the door. Alone in the room again, Zitrey looked at the crystal window, it was almost evening. “His hate is so shallow,..” she grips her clothes so tightly, “But the ‘hate’ I have is so deep. The fire I have is so massive, hard to be extinguished by just an apology. I have this inside of me for more than 10 years. I will definitely kill him! I will definitely have my vengeance!”

Then “They became something else.” Lucien’s eyes darkened. “Something like what?” Her gaze held his. Unflinching. “Something that doesn’t forget.” Silence filled the room. Heavy. Cold. Revenge. That’s what she meant. “And now they’re here,” Lucien said. “Yes.” “And they’re killing inside my territory.” “Yes.” Another step closer. Closing the distance. “And they’re connected to you.” This time She didn’t answer. That was answer enough. Lucien exhaled slowly.