Vengeful Redemption Novels & Stories

He roared the crime of the Red Flame Demon Venerable. "Red Flame Demon Venerable, we've been brothers since we were young. I didn't expect that you would turn against me for a precious treasure and poison me in my cultivation. You killed me when I was weak just to kill me and take the treasure... You know, with our friendship, even if you told me that you wanted it, I would sell it to you or even give it to you. But why did you kill me and take it? And why did you do that to me!" A great demon's remnant soul screamed in pain. "I want revenge. I want you to pay the price. Even if you want me to die, I want you to regret what happened that day!"

I’m not afraid of an egotistical asshole like him. ———————————— I watched Lilly walk out of my room looking hurt. I felt a stab in my heart, I don’t want to hurt her. I don’t even know why I was so cold towards her. Armond fucked everything up like he always seems to do. I have to figure out how I can make this up to Lilly, but right now I need a cold shower. I felt better after the shower, I had a clearer head and felt more relaxed. I decided to send Lilly a message in hopes it would smooth things over.

My heart, my very soul cannot accept Hope reduced to this state. Reu and Elvie have sparked something I never even knew existed inside me. A darker, crueller side. I would have no hesitation in taking revenge. I know my heritage is tainted with innocent blood. My mothers father, the cruel, sadistic Alpha Valdis for a start. What would he have done? Nothing I would disagree with right now. Flog them until they pass out? Go for it. Break bones? Why the hell not. Howen is simply too pathetic to punish. He already spends every day despising himself already.

Vincenzo scowled at this and raised his eyebrow. "So this is what it's about. Revenge?" He let out a humorless laugh. "You knew they had it coming. The deserved it. They were fucking criminals. Or is human trafficking in your eyes a holy job?" He gritted out. "And what makes you think you are not one of them?" It was Ben's turn to scoff.

The same one I had used on her the last time while she screamed for mercy. I looked back at her and her smile had completely faded away. Just what I was expecting. Then why do you feel like the villain. My mind judged me. Why do you feel like one of the people who have made her life miserable in some way? She looked at me the same way she did that first night when I brought her into the red room. Fear registered on her face. Not fear of what the whip was going to do to her, but fear of what I was going to do, what it meant.

“Childish grudge? Is that what you call what you did? You not only endangered my daughter but left her for dead.” “Right, how could I forget when you ever so sweetly remind me every fucking time! It's like I was the villain while you're the unstained hero, and I'm sorry but there's you will say or do to me that will bring back what's lost.” “You took everything from me, from us. Your pride destroyed our lives, Thalia, you-” “And I acknowledge that!” I snap, unable to keep my calm once again. “I can't turn back time and there's no reason why I should endure such maltreatment from you. I am so fucking done with you and your dirty redemption games that only stroke your ego.”

Meanwhile, their gazes toward Arnold and Elaine were filled with unadulterated contempt and anger. Arnold staggered slightly, almost unable to stand. He pointed at my phone and hysterically screamed, "Nonsense! You hired someone to stage this! You'll stop at nothing for revenge, Whitney!" Elaine snapped back to her senses and started crying in his arms. "I knew she won't let us off, Arnold. She's trying to ruin us and Linda!" I coldly watched their act, unbothered to even speak. Their excuses were pointless when the facts were right in front of everyone.

I stared at him, the gun still pressed to his head. For two years, I’d dreamed of some sort of revenge to help with my pain. The quest for vengeance devoured me. But now… this? This looked like redemption for him and that was the last thing I would let him have.. “You don’t get to take the easy way out, and I will make sure you don't.” He blinked slowly. “What does that even mean?”

"To make you doubt me. To destroy our family. Because that's what she can't stand, that I have a wife who loves me. A son who needs me. A life that doesn't include her." The baby's cries reached a fever pitch. Vanessa flinched, maternal instinct warring with the shock and pain. "She's the villain here, Vanessa," I said softly. "Not me. I'm the victim of a psychopath's revenge plot. We both are." I watched her face as she processed this new narrative. I could see it happening, the reframing of reality, the rewriting of what she'd seen and heard. "But she seemed so sure," Vanessa said weakly. "So angry."

She had been the only person who stayed beside him when everyone else began turning away. And after she disappeared— not a single trace of her had ever truly been found. “I don’t believe you,” Dante said coldly. Victor chuckled softly as he slowly got back to his feet. “But you’re curious.” Dante said nothing. Because the most infuriating part— was that Victor was right. “What proof do you have?” Dante finally asked. Victor took out a handkerchief and calmly wiped the blood from his face. “Peter wanted revenge on anyone who ever touched Aurora.”