Vergil Motivated Novels & Stories

Verlyta sighed tiredly, "This isn't easy. It's really hard. You guys can imagine, I have to act respectful towards that damn Valentino while my chest is boiling when I face him. Until that stupid kid comes, I think this is indeed a very good opportunity to repay him. " She understood. She already understood the background of the girl who held a grudge against Valentino Araya. Verlyta's father, who also worked as a security guard at the office, never got the chance to move up to a higher position. Yet Verlyta's father had worked there for more than twenty years. Companies that think about the welfare of their employees? It was just bullshit to Verlyta. She was so angry and did not accept that

Chapter: 96 ****** VALE: Those words had ignited a fire within me for years, an unquenchable flame that I couldn’t extinguish. I yearned to hear them again, to feel their warmth, and I fought relentlessly for him. I stood before the Goddess, where I first pledged my vows. In her boundless mercy, she granted my deepest desire and allowed me to be reborn into the home of the Alpha King. However, my vow came with a heavy price: I would not remember him until fate intertwined our paths once more. As for Virgil, no matter how many times he was reborn, he would remain untouched by the memories of our past lives. Meanwhile, I would endure the torment of recalling every moment, every pain, every dea

He snatched the envelope like a lifeline, shoving it deep inside his ruined shirt, and practically bolted past me, vanishing into the warehouse gloom towards the rear exit. I walked out moments later. Viper stood near the main door with his arms crossed, radiating disapproval. "Boss, that’s a hell of a gamble. That kid’s spine is made of wet noodles. He’ll crack the second Rodriguez looks at him sideways. Or worse, Rodriguez will smell the rat a mile off." "He’s motivated by two primal forces: fear and greed," I countered, striding towards the exit, the damp chill of the warehouse seeping into my bones.

As if something was replaying it. She clenched her jaw. “Stop touching that.” The network reacted instantly, strengthening around her. Lucien noticed. “It is probing emotional anchors.” The First Judge’s expression changed slightly. “Then it is not just studying structure. It is studying motivation.” Serah frowned. “Why would it care about motivation?” The Blood God answered. “Because motivation determines resistance.” A quiet understanding spread through the group. The enemy was no longer only erasing existence. It was mapping why existence resisted.

Jerome maneuvered himself to the edge of the mattress and sat there. “That wasn’t weakness,” she assured him. “Doing what is right is tougher than doing what you desire.” She had personal experience with this. She was aware of it due to the fact that she had led a life in which money and excitement, including sex, were the primary motivators for her actions. Where getting forward meant putting victory ahead of doing what was right. It was all about the benefits that it may bring to her.

Before concluding my testimony, Prosecutor Chen asked me to provide my assessment of Rose Miller and Victoria Sterling's motivations and the likelihood that they would continue criminal activities if not prosecuted successfully. "Rose Miller is motivated by revenge and the belief that other people are responsible for her professional failures. Victoria Sterling is motivated by jealousy and the belief that she deserves things that other people have earned. Neither of them has shown remorse for the harm they've caused, and both of them would continue targeting innocent people if given the opportunity." As I left the federal courthouse after completing my testimony, I understood that my coopera

Finally I am close enough to crush DiFronzo’s name to the ground. Valeria stepped closer, her gaze searching mine. “Just promise me one thing,” she said softly. “What is that?” I asked. “Don’t let your hatred blind you. Revenge is a powerful motivator, but it can also consume you.” I looked deep into her eyes , my voice firm but gentle. “I would not lose sight of the goal. I have waited too long for this moment to let it slip away.” Later That Night

He became consumed by a relentless thirst for justice and retribution, vowing to surpass and outshine the very man who had sought to undermine his genius. In the dim glow of the candle, Augustine's mind barreled ahead, reliving the moment when the When the seeds of vengeance had taken root, fueling an insatiable thirst for power and recognition. With unyielding determination, Augustine delved into the forbidden realms of ethically dubious experimentation, driven by a burning desire to prove his superiority and exact revenge upon those who had wronged him.

Tears streamed down my face, the image of my father’s lifeless body next to a gloating Damon finally tearing my soul in two. “Good!” he jerked me once more. “Look at me.” I continued to sob. “I said look at me!”. I opened my eyes and stared into his. “Remember that pain, Lila. Remember that image of your father as he died in that chair.” “Why?” I whispered between clenched teeth. “Because that pain you feel whenever you think of that exact moment is what’s going to make you stronger. It’s going to motivate you.” “Motivate me for what?”

Virgil replied between sobs. “But why?” Raul was confused. “Because she was turned.” The governor cut in. Raul was shocked. He gazed at Virgil in expectation to hear that it was not true. Virgil raised his head and cleared his throat then he explained. “She wanted to become a werewolf. More like what Betty’s trying to do for you. She thought it would make me love her more… I don’t understand why she would think that.” Ella was listening and feeling sorry for him. She gazed at Virgil and thought that he was a strong male to have borne the pains of losing his loved one.