Vow Of Revenge Novels & Stories

I'll be damned. I'll bury him in the sand with no air flow before that happens. "Apologies if I'm late." He tucks a napkin into the pocket of his suit then saunters towards an empty chair. "Not at all. We were just about to get started." I felt the adrenaline rush, revenge is a terrible motivator, don't quote me on using it ever again, but for now it'll suffice. "I called everyone here as I'm aware you've seen the news."

I wondered while walking in the sizzling rain. The pain of their betrayal was etched deep into my soul. The moon shone brightly overhead, casting a silver glow upon the path that led me away from Oden Pack. A mix of anger, confusion, and hurt coursed through my veins, fueling a deep determination to seek justice and vengeance. "All of you – I mean all of you who conspired to bring this allegation upon me – you all shall pay for it when I return for vengeance," I swore, turning my gaze towards the horizon.

She whispered to her own self. "What?" He asked her loud and clear. "So you are from that mafia gang, Stalza." She screamed on top of her lungs since she was scared. And to her reaction, the men around her pushed their ammunitions further to her throat. "Hehe," his eyes lit up, "That's right princess. I am from that dirty mafia gang everyone is talking about." He got up and spread his arms, as though he was trying to say that he own the entire world,

“A vow that was written in blood and anger. A vow that was meant to destroy the man who destroyed my family.” “And now?” she asked. Lucian’s voice dropped. “Now,” he said, “I don’t know if the vow is what I need anymore.” Arielle’s breath caught. Her hands clenched at her sides. “What do you mean?” she asked softly. Lucian looked away. “Revenge,” he said, “isn’t a thing you do to someone else.” He turned back to her, and for the first time, his eyes looked human instead of haunted.

"Because I chose the right person." Those words became the final blow that broke Wyatt completely. Like a madman, he pulled out a rusty dagger from his sleeve and lunged at me, screaming, "I'll kill you! You wretched woman! I'll drag you down with me!" "You’ve got a death wish." Joseph's expression darkened. Before Wyatt could even get close, he kicked him hard. Wyatt flew backward like a ragged sack, crashing onto the ground, blood spilling from his mouth. He would not be able to get up for a long time.

For he knew that he had made a vow, a solemn oath to his father and himself, that he would not rest until justice had been served and his father's killers had been brought to account for their crimes. As he followed the figure deeper into the darkness, Antonio's mind raced with thoughts of revenge, thoughts of retribution for the wrongs that had been done to him and his family. He knew that he was treading a dangerous path, that the forces arrayed against him were powerful and merciless in their pursuit of their own twisted goals.

Kambiri replied with a low voice. "So sorry about that, I know how it feels nothing can ever replace blood, but at least you have us now, stand tall again like a man, together we will rule Vanguard and set ourselves free from bondage" Bella encouraged him. "Revenge is always better, never wanted to rule the Vanguard city, just hoping to get my mother's and father's death revenged, in fact getting revenge for the death of my family," Kambiri said to her. "Who killed them?" Bella asked.

Every time it sees those families get to be happy, the pain increases and it’s rage does too. My name is Vivian Dongalion, I am that lone wolf, and I am going to get my revenge!

Outwardly I schooled my features into a pleading, tearful mask of innocence. "I swear on my life that I only want Brad to feel a fraction of the pain and humiliation he inflicted on me," I avowed passionately, clasping my hands beseechingly. "You have my solemn word." Conan regarded me pensively, absently stroking his chin. "Hmm. I do not doubt the sincerity of your emotions," he conceded. "But intentions can be swayed by darker impulses, especially when revenge is involved. I need more than just your word to feel secure in allowing your...vendetta."

"No matter what happens, we won't let this tear us apart." Her fingers brush against my cheek, and I touch them with my lips. "I promise," Maria whispers, and I seal our vow with a kiss. "No matter what we do, whether for love, family, or revenge, our choices will always bind us." Revenge. Is it still stronger than love?