Vow Of Revenge の小説・ストーリー

"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?

“When did you prepare this?” “Since the day I met you,” he replied, his tone so casual it made her stomach twist. Her eyes widened in shock. “What if I didn’t want revenge?” He leaned back slightly, his smirk returning.“Then it would’ve been a waste of a golden opportunity, don’t you think?” Kaira had no words, only the rustle of papers filling the silence as she read through the terms. Finding no fault, she picked up the pen and signed, sliding the contract back to him with trembling hands.

she continued, voice dripping with poisonous sweetness, “this isn't just about survival. It’s about devotion. Show me who truly deserves the Gates name. Show me who’s willing to stain their hands for my approval.” She snapped her fingers. The gate at the far side of the arena creaked open—and two long blades were tossed inside, clattering to the ground between the brothers. “Begin,” she whispered, eyes gleaming. “Let the blood speak.”

He asked her. She didn't answered. "Do you remember you slapped me when I kissed you!" He shouted while she got frightened badly. "Yes I do" she replied with crying voice. "Then now I'm going to take revenge on you" For the first time in while she lifted her face up to look at him. "Just watch me in the eyes" he told her. Not even a second passed and he slapped her face down so hard that her jaw even moved and she fell on the floor. Not a scream left her mouth.

"Cheers!" Following him, all of them raised their glasses except two, Andreas and another man who sat across from him in a separate seat. He silently watched them the entire time. The woman leaned in and pecked Andreas’s cheek. "I am proud of you, baby. You have successfully taken your revenge on her." She caressed his face, moved closer to his ear, and brushed her lips against it. Her actions were extremely intimate. "Tonight, I have planned something special for you… for us. We will celebrate this night together with endless pleasure," she whispered seductively.

Quinton pressed at the faint red mark on the back of his hand and spoke in a pitiful tone, "Dr. Foster, I know you're upset about your hands. I only wanted to share the good news that I’d just published three papers in top journals, but you tried to hurt my hands instead?!" He had stolen my work in plain sight and won everyone's praise. As for me, I was already notorious. Voices of contempt and abuse rose all around me. Before I could say a word, Magnolia slapped me across the face. Then, she ground the heel of her shoe into the back of my hand. The pain nearly made me black out. "Quin never did anything to you! He's still thinking about you on his wedding day, and this is how you repay him?

"Yes. I'm talking revenge! You are a special breed, Carina. We must get back at the fucking idiot. The whole of them. Use this pack as your tool. That's a huge power. Tame the Alpha and get your revenge! Will you let your enemies laugh at your downfall? Will you let them be correct about you?" I sighed. No. Definitely not! She was right. My whole body began to feel stronger than ever. I felt my energy vibrating into an unusually high frequency. I was going to do a comeback! I would strike back at the whole of Blue Wood so hard that they won't be able to get back up. I felt a surge of power suddenly began to run through my veins. Literally. The more I thought of revenge, the more angry I got

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."

In that moment, he vowed to himself that he would bring Ralph to his knees, just as he had done with Carl. As he sprinted through the forest, the scent of blood hung heavy in the air, and his resolve solidified. He would not stop until he had avenged his mother and ensured the safety of Elena and their child. The moon above bore witness to his vow, a silent guardian as he charged ahead, ready to confront the next chapter of his revenge.

"Someone who belongs to me. Someone who does what I say, when I say it, no questions asked." Aiden's mouth opened and closed, he couldn't find the words. "I– what does that even mean?" "It means exactly what it sounds like. I'll take care of the people responsible for your father's death. I'll make sure everyone involved pays for what they did. You'll get your revenge." He paused, letting that sink in. "In return," Vito continued, his voice dropping lower, "you belong to me." Aiden stared at him like he'd grown a second head.