Vengeance Saga Novels & Stories

A cold man was HOW I once considered myself, but since the day I watched the woman I vowed to spend my life with, the one I chose to have my babies get shot, something in me was born, and my once unfeeling soul felt a burning fire for answers, with it an undeterred need for vengeance. I knew the path I was taking didn’t just end with bloodshed, because the people I was going to end would just be the beginning. Vengeance never sat dormant, nor did it perish in time. It was waiting for a perfect moment to be born, a gap in the story to rear its head. Beggar showed me that, the day she put a bullet in Zero’s brother. The brother still wonders how she could love him and kill his family. He is pe

"The Red Fang pack planned this for a decade, all for this moment. Not just to destroy Black Moon, but to wipe out Silver Crest as well, and then let the two surviving heirs torture each other to death." She knelt again, her nail tracing a line down my cheek. "Such a perfect plan. Fenris thinks he's getting his revenge, but he's just another pawn in the game. Both of you are nothing but playthings for the Red Fang pack." Rage gave me a sliver of strength. "If I had known," I stared into her eyes, my voice a raw rasp, "I should have let him die in that trap." Vanessa's smile froze. "What did you say?"

The man who had also lost a woman he loved, a woman who had died for a cause she believed in. She stumbled towards him, her body shaking, and collapsed into his arms. Dante, his rage momentarily forgotten, simply held her. He felt her frail, trembling body, the raw fear and pain emanating from her, and his grip tightened, a silent promise of vengeance. Her escape was a brutal, scarring journey. She was alive, but barely. She had lost her innocence, her naiveté, and now, Bianca, the only true ally she had ever known in this dangerous world. But in Bianca’s sacrifice, Amara had found something she had been desperately searching for all along: a purpose. A purpose fueled by grief, guilt, and a

I shook my head. "We still don't know the whole story behind that, but after this we will work harder just to get the justice Madam Olaga deserves, to get it all for those who sacrifice themselves for the pack, for the safety of the people who are still here. "I hope you can really find those people. And if they are already dead by now, I hope their souls will get the punishment, more than they deserve. And if I die, I would definitely look for them to take revenge." Eve's voice cracked so I rubbed her back, I know she needs someone to lean on right now.

She longed for the chance at motherhood that had been brutally taken from her. Vanessa stood frozen on the roadside, her legs weakened by the grief. She mustered the strength to walk to a nearby private bar, where she ordered a strong drink. As the alcohol flowed down her throat, she let her tears fall, remembering the day the doctor announced her pregnancy. Her joy didn’t even last up to twenty four hours. She felt hatred and anger toward Lucas and Eliana, who had pushed her that fateful night. With every sip, Vanessa's determination grew. She vowed to ruin Lucas and Eliana, to make them pay for their cruel actions. The fire of revenge burned brighter within her, fueling her determination t

"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.

Coventina mutters. “Does anyone want to clue me in as to what in the ever loving fu—fudge is going on?” I shout. “Yes, we will. You, as you now know, are Coventina’s incarnate in the Lunar Realm. You have never been an ordinary hybrid. That was never in the cards for you,” Selene answers. “Why?” “Because after the Dark War that Morrigan fought in, Beatrix was brought back. They had a necromancer bring her back and she is seeking revenge and using the rogues to do it.” Coventina answers.

In quest for vengeance, Cassio became an heartless monster, until he met Skylar. His search for the unknown Mafia that had attacked the night his mum died made him, attack every Mafia cult in Italy, defeating everyone of them until. The red dragons became the most feared Mafia in Italy ever since then, not until he met Skylar and things were begining to change. He became cool, he hardly kill anyone when he gets angry especially when he was with Skylar, he had started getting used to forgiving people when they made him angry. Many people thought Skylar was putting him under some psychological training, while some thought, she was his girlfriend and love overcame all the evil in him

“And what of Renz? That boy has been breathing too long. You know as well as I do—he cost us more than anyone else ever has. Her words were blunt. I let them sit a second, then stood. The room felt colder. I walked toward her and lowered my voice. “Do you think Renz will go down easy?” I asked. “He’s dangerous. Men like him don’t just die quietly. They fight back.” She didn’t answer. Her face showed she was both afraid and sure. I poured a glass of red wine and held it up. “He won’t vanish. He will hurt. He will watch what he loves burn. Only then will I crush him. Piece… by piece.” I drank slowly, watching her. “To vengeance,” I murmured. “The only thing in this world worth surviving for.”

"End of the line, girl." I backed up until my shoulder hit the rough bark of a massive pine tree. There was nowhere left to run. I glared at him, refusing to show him the satisfaction of seeing me beg for mercy. "Do it," I spat bitterly. "It won't change the fact that you failed. You're a traitor, Vance, and history will remember you as nothing more than a coward." Vance’s face twisted in rage. "Die!" He pulled back his sword to thrust it forward, but before the metal could touch me, a sudden black blur crashed into him from the side with terrifying speed.