Vengeance Is Mine Says The Lord Meaning นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It was like I was choking, but nothing was there. "Lord," I said in a gruff tone. I was barely whispering, "L-Lord, you said in, J-John 10:10, The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy, b-but Lord, you come that we may h-have life, and have it to the f-full." I chanted again and again. I was going back and forth with the two verses, and I was slapped hard. I fell to the ground, and my eyes snapped open. I looked up to two anger filled eyes. My dad.

“One more move. One more misstep. And he’s mine.” The flames of vengeance never faded. They simply waited to be fed. And tonight, I was ready to burn the world.

“But you forgot—she’s not just fire now. She’s something older than most of you here. If you could kill her, you would have done it aeons ago. And now she’s memory, vengeance, and fate. And may the divine help us all.”

Wrapping her arms around him she said, "Then promise me you will take our revenge." "I promise. I will not let myself deviate from my path now. No one can do that, not even my wife." He kissed on top of her head and his soul was once again ready for vengeance, for which he had been putting his blood and sweat. The diminishing flame of determination of revenge was ignited once again. ****** TRANSLATIONS: Voglio fotterti senza senso: I want to fuck you senseless. Fino a perdere tutti i tuoi sensi: Until you lose all your senses.

They arrived without loyalty, but with hunger the kind only vengeance could feed. Bianca stood atop the cracked stairwell, rain dripping from her armor, her eyes like dark glass reflecting the torchlight below. “Look at what’s left,” she began, her voice slicing through the noise. “You’ve all hated each other. We hunted each other. Killed in my family’s name or because of it. But tonight, you answer to something older than loyalty.” She let the pause hang. “Vengeance.” A ripple passed through the crowd. Some spat. Some nodded. One voice shouted, “And when vengeance is done, who do we kneel to then?”

Doing my best to see light at the end of the tunnel, and think of ways I could fix this situation and get myself out of this mess. I folded my arms, seething, my mind set on vengeance. “You’ll pay for this, Lazarus Landucci,” I snarled, my voice dropping to barely above a whisper. Vengeance is mine.

"Vindicta est mea, ira est mea, actio est mea, Quod redit ad me, repeto in illos qui mihi nocuerunt. Tu, Fortuna, arma mihi da, ut inimicos meos vincerem et malos ad malum traherem…” Suddenly, Olivia heard a creaking sound from behind her. She turned around, but there was no one there. She brushed it off as her imagination and continued reading. “Sicut seminis malus spargitur, itaque mala in eos qui mihi nocuerunt descendat, donec mea vindicta et ira satis sit."

“I want to ki-” “Nile.” He stopped when Ashriel caressed his cheeks. “You’re so young for those words.” She smiled and wiped Nile’s tears. “Revenge destroys life. So I want you not to think of that word. Leave everything to me. I promise, Edom will pay for all of his sins.”

I uttered again and again, my hand parallel to each other, and on its center is the formed symbol of death on fire. If this is what it takes to avenge my loss, I don't mind giving my life. "Ophelia! Don't do that!" Queen Romina cried, but I only continued. "Mea vita pro morte sua..." My life for his death.

he stared at me passionately, his eyes craving for my reaction but I was just numb trying to process where all this was leading to. "I can still achieve my revenge through you. Rather than killing you, I've got other plans. I'm gonna make you pay for the atrocities of your father and you are gonna take all the afflictions for your pack, from now on, you are my slave." Venom dripped in every syllables of his words but I could care less for now. Only four words reverberated in my head and settled rent free in it; ~you are my slave~