Vengeance Will Be Mine Novels & Stories

“The Ghost won’t stop until they break one of you.” “I know.” She glanced at me. “And if they can’t break you?” I looked out at the horizon. “Then they’ll try to use her.” Gia nodded slowly. “Then you’d better make sure you’re ready.” I turned to her, voice low. “I’ve never been more ready in my life.” Because now, this wasn’t about survival anymore. It was about vengeance. About burning the name Vittore so deep into the earth that no one would ever dare to resurrect it again.

Her mark is a constant burn now, and the scent of her anguish is so thick I can almost taste it. I force myself to stand and stare at Dan. “Don’t let her die.” I command. “Never.” Tate on my heels, I make my way out. Outside in the hall, I stop, breathing hard, the most horrendous thoughts running a loop through my mind. My frustrations and my fears culminate and I roar and punch a fist into the wall, going straight through. The pain is good, it centres my mind and shows me the next thing I must do. Vengeance.

"Yes, you are, you are… You have to be proud! I will get revenge for you… For our family… For everything... But it's ok if I take him for myself… right? You won’t be angry with me, will you?" No…No, you won’t. Because I will make you happy too… I stroked my finger down the photo, smiling. Oh… yes… He will be all mine… Mine… Mine… I can taste it. That vengeance, that darkness in the air… The fear… Everyone is scared now… Scared of who would be next… But they won’t know, they’ll never know, because I will kill them when they least expect it… But I had my next targets already decided…

But I refused to be a victim any longer. It was me who would make him face the consequences of his actions, who would make him rue the day he crossed me. I was prepared to inflict pain upon him, even if it meant sacrificing pieces of myself in the process. The flames of vengeance burned brightly within me, driving me forward with a fierce determination. As I stood there, consumed by the fire of vengeance that burned within me, I realized that this was just the beginning. The end was not coming anytime soon, and I was prepared to go to any lengths to see my quest for justice through to its bitter end.

Pure, unfiltered hate swelled inside her like a rising tide. ‘I’ll repay this, Victor.’ She vowed silently, her heart throbbing with both physical and emotional torment. ‘Every punch you land today, I will return tenfold.’ But her vengeance wouldn’t end with him. Beatrice, Victor's mother, and Sophia, his sister, would pay too.

He draws the sword through the icy fire terrain. He had murdered hundreds, drunk all their blood and left them withering to the dirt. He walked as he uttered, "I am Revenge: sent from the infernal kingdom, To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind, By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes. Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. ... And wash their hands in...Kathleen's blood."

oden said to one of his guards, his voice echoing. Vanessa stepped backward alongside Malia, both their eyes trembling not wanting to face Annabelle. Vanessa's forehead perspired, rivulets of sweat populating her brows. They then stopped, they couldn't move any further. Their knees weakened, their legs joint free, no longer supporting their body weight. Vanessa kneels and then Malia. Duke Frenger envelopes the frightened crowd. He quickly grabs a sword from the floor, rushing towards Annabelle with the gait of a warrior, his sword raised up high, aiming to cut off Annabelle's neck.

But what they don't know is that I'm coming for them, I know there's more to it and I will figure it out. I will avenged their death, I will kill them all without showing mercy, I will be back . Another one tonight after 10 comments Revenge is about to commence 🔫🔫 Desmond is going to be #Merciless TBC ################ M•Ï•A͙ (Ɱɛʀciʆɛรร Iɳ Ɑctiѳɳ) Sequence 4 Writer: Seunnzzy❤️

I shot back. "Stubborn as ever," she snorted. "Believe it or not, with just one word from me, you'll never practice medicine again." I could sense Giselle wasn't making an empty threat. She likely had the power to blacklist me in the medical field. But I had nothing to fear. I had died once. The enmity between Herman, Giselle, and me could only end in destruction. I glared at Herman. "If I can't be a doctor, I'll make sure the people who harmed me won't have it easy."

He narrowed his eyes: "Sam, step aside." "I won't." I felt a soreness in my throat, choking out the words: "Kent I want revenge against Leila, and you think I'm disgusting, right? So by your point of view, I should be a saint, not resent her for all the harm she had done to me before, and even be kind to her?" He looked very agitated by my rebuttal, his face becoming even darker: "I didn't say that, Sam, There are countless ways to retaliate; please don't choose the most base one. She just beat you up. You could simply hit her back. Why resort to such despicable means?"