Vengeance Saga Novels & Stories

Valerius countered, his voice turning cold, "the life-support on those twelve glass tubes in the lab will fail instantly. Twelve lives, Sabizina. Twelve 'Celias'. Is your morality worth their ghosts?" Sabizina’s hand hovered over the switch. Tears of frustration blurred her vision. She was the best hacker in the world, but she was playing a game against a ghost who owned the board. THE BLOOD BARGAIN In the lab, Rage felt the vibration in his earpiece—the frantic, silent pulse that signaled Sabizina was in trouble. He looked at Isabella, who was watching him with a mocking smile. "He has her, doesn't he?" Rage rasped, his grip on her throat tightening.

As the door clicked shut, something in me broke not into smaller pieces, but into something harder and sharper. The pain was still there, piercing into my head like a cold snake coiled in my stomach, but it was now joined by a new, fierce emotion: a burning, all-consuming hatred. But it wasn't in my spirit; it was the last chain holding me captive. The love I’d once foolishly harbored, the fear, the hope, it all drained away with the life of my child, leaving behind a cold, hard, empty vessel, ready to be filled with purpose: “Revenge.”

I could still hear her voice, trembling yet proud, confessing the unthinkable as if it were proof of her devotion. And here she was, acting like a fragile little thing, while her eyes practically screamed that she’d already won. My thoughts turned dark. I looked at Vance and wondered if this was really what he wanted. Did he want a woman who would kill her own blood just to get into his bed? And, if she could kill her own pup, what else would she do? What else would he let her do? The betrayal wasn't just him anymore. It was both of them. Standing there in my own bedroom, I felt a new kind of fire starting to burn in my chest. It wasn't love, and it wasn't pain, it was a promise of vengeance

And if he’s not here, he probably set it up to make things difficult for me. Sage blinks her eyes and focuses back on me with a cry. “Aidan!” She makes to rise, but my brother keeps her in place. Looking back at my brother, I stiffen my spine and grit out. “It’s not too late to stop this, Casper. Let Sage go. She has nothing to do with this.” Casper snorts in derision, his lips set into a sneer. “She has everything to do with this. She’s my ultimate revenge. I can finally make you suffer like I did when you took Tanya away from me.”

Those kisses meant nothing? Fun messing around with me?! We're never gonna work?! Oh god please don't make me melt down in tears right now! That's the last thing I'm gonna show to him even in this type of situation. "You're drake parish's daughter. The daughter of the man that has been causing endless problems in my life. The daughter of my worthless enemy. The daughter of the man that I've been waiting to kill for a long time now. So what makes you think that I'll just throw my revenge plan away just for you?"

Then, softer “But I will.” --- The air between us tightened. Stretched. Ready to snap. And for the first time I wondered if I had come back for revenge… Or walked straight into something far more dangerous. --- Because Lucien Varkas was no longer just watching me. He was hunting. And the worst part I wasn’t sure if I wanted to run.

“If you interfere, they both die. That’s pack law.” Sage pulled against his grip watching Marcus close in on Kade. Watching her mate unable to stand. Unable to defend himself. She had to do something. Had to… Vanessa hit her from behind. Sage went down hard with Vanessa’s weight on top of her, she rolled and Vanessa shifted mid-movement becoming a golden wolf. Everyone was so focused on the challenge that no one noticed at first. No one except Riley who shifted immediately to defend Sage. But Vanessa was faster, she lunged at Sage’s throat.

My throat tightens. He leans forward, an evil smirk tugging at his lips. “An enemy of your family, but I can be your ally.” “I’m still an Azaeres,” I mutter, clinging to the last pride I have. He chuckles, low and sharp. “Doesn’t matter, we both want one thing—vengeance. Help me destroy your family, and you’ll have your revenge.” “And if I don’t?” His eyes darken. “You are weaker than they thought, then. I don’t plan to set you free whether you cooperate or not,” he says, rising, towering over me, already walking away.

"You know, you're the first customer I've seen who's been in such a rush. Usually, they'd want it to go as slow as it could possibly go." "I have my reasons… This man got a mistress once he became rich, see?" I lowered my head, and faked wiping tears from my eyes. "The moment he passed away, the mistress tried to steal his body away from me multiple times so that she could force me to split her half the inheritance… Sir, have you ever heard of something this ridiculous?" "How shameless!" The driver immediately spit the cigarette out of the window before stepping hard on the gas. "Don't worry lass, I'll get you there in ten minutes!"

“That's expected Vittoria, anyone would be angry seeing you with your father's killer, and you were almost caught today, why don't you leave this obsession with revenge and move on with your life.” “We keep having this conversation ma, I already made up my mind and I'm going to finish what I started,” I said, already moving towards the stairs. “Thank you for waiting for me, but next time, please don't.” I rushed up the stairs to my room, not waiting for her reply. I understood why she was against it, but I had already started and I was really tired of hearing how dangerous my plan was every time we had a conversation. I knew how dangerous it was, but I was going to do it anyway.