Novel & Cerita Vengeance With My White Knight

My sister and I were both reborn on the very day the marriage pacts were to be chosen. In our previous life, she was the one who married Adrian, the Black-Armored Duke whose reputation for cold brutality struck fear into all. She endured his indifference until she was cast out and sent back to the Vere family in disgrace. I married Lucian, the White Knight, gentle and gracious as carved jade. I wore the Duchess's coronet and became the envy of all. She was consumed by jealousy, convinced I had stolen her true love. So she killed me. And so, this time around, she rushed ahead of everyone else, personally tying the white stag ribbon that represented Lucian, shoving the Black Wolf that everyone

A low, collective rumble of anger stirred through the warriors in the crowd. "Viktor Varkas believes he can test this pack. He believes that because we rebuilt our kingdom from ash, we have forgotten how to burn." I lifted my chin, letting the gold bleed into my silver eyes, allowing the sheer, murderous promise of an Alpha Command to vibrate through the stone. "He is mistaken. Every drop of blood spilled on Blood Eclipse Ridge will be paid for in kind. I swear this before the Moon Goddess, before our ancestors, and before every wolf standing in this clearing: the Blackthorne pack will have its vengeance." "BLACKTHORNE!" Bram roared, slamming his fist against his chest.

His rage knew no bounds, and he wanted to rip something apart so he could unleash this anger; he wanted to kill something. The blood in his veins ran hot for vengeance. The image of the severed head of the White King in his mind gave him the strength to push on. The Life Gem was all he needed. It would help his dragon, and with it, he would have an army, fight for his people, and bring them the justice they deserve while he takes the throne. He would do anything for the Life Gem.

“You’re not so bad yourself, Mr. Knight. Though I think I’m the one doing all the heavy lifting tonight.” “I’m fine with that. You look better in the spotlight anyway,” he said, his tone softening. “Ashlyn, you’ve done something incredible here. You’ve turned revenge into something... meaningful.” Her expression grew serious. “It was never just about revenge, Richard. I wanted justice. Not just for me, but for my mother. For everyone the Whites hurt. This foundation—it’s my way of making sure no one else has to go through what I did.” Richard studied her, his admiration clear. “You know, when I first met you, I thought you were dangerous.”

What if the pain never went away? A cold shiver ran through her as she thought about the possibility of waking up again. She didn’t want to. A single tear fell from her eyes, disappearing into her blood-stained hair. Then her eyes were beginning to close. She desperately embraced the darkness, hoping it was the end of her life. But if she ever opened her eyes again, she would make them pay for everything they had done to her, especially Andreas King. It was the last thought in her mind before everything went blank.

I was speechless staring at him like some star out of a commercial; I was smitten, and I guess this is the very beginning of my strong love for him. However, at this point, all I could think of was Jared Long, who, despite his passive aggression towards me, was the man I dedicated my years to loving and caring for. I indeed want to get revenge against Leila Long but I have nothing against Jared; I don't mean him any harm. I was scared that while taking my revenge on Leila through Kent, I might accidentally harm Jared; hence, I told him we should act independently regarding our revenge. Upon hearing this, Kent pinched my nose and said something quite outrageous.

“Serena...promise me you won’t go alone.” I gripped his hand tightly, but my voice was sharp as glass. “I will not make such a promise. You’re too weak to fight, the generals are too afraid to act, and Ravenfall dares send their dogs into our camp. If Bianca wants me alive, she’ll regret it.” Kale’s eyes burned into mine, golden even through the fever. “Don’t lose yourself to vengeance.” “Vengeance is all I have left,” I whispered, my blood smeared hands trembling.

Well, I was always surrounded by guys since they were instrumental in our vengeance plotting, but I was not really interested in any of them. I recall from my childhood that I had to devote my time and energy to exercising and increasing my stamina on a daily basis. Boys were never only a source of disruption in our plans. I couldn't allow myself to be disturbed. All of a sudden, a hazy memory of my very first rejection came flooding back to me. “Kick harder, Av! How would you kill a bear with that kick? Harder!”

An ordinary man’s internal organs would have been shattered by now if he had been hit by that attack. “F*ck! Revenge is a must! I’m going to make them pay.” Jehan stood in front of the deck and crushed the wine glasses in his hand angrily. His eyes were filled with resentment as he growled out, “When my father is elevated to the Lord of the White family, the first thing I am going to do is lead the troops to Komodo Island and wipe that d*mn Regal Palace out.” His tone was full of anger as he continued cursing, “F*ck! How dare they treat me badly? I’m so f*cking pissed right now.”

“I don't understand what you are saying, don't tell me you are going soft, your stay in that palace is slowly changing you, have you forgotten the injustice that was done to your sister, how she was tossed aside by the man she loved, how he only came to see child And acted like she is invisible,she died with unhappiness and made me promise to teach my father and his mate a lesson to avenge her and this throne cause is an added bonus for me, I want to be able to control everything happening in werewolf community, Dante doesn't deserve what he has, he is meant to pay on behalf of his mother” “But the man is dead and even if you wanted to take it out on his mate,she is also dead so they is no c