Vow Of Revenge の小説・ストーリー

"Sorry, I'd like you to fill me up with gas first, I have urgent business." The staff looked at me with an annoyed look, and at that moment I heard someone yelling loudly: “Hey! What are you doing, I'm the one who came first, do you believe I'll beat you to death right now?!" I pulled down the windshield and haughtily said, “Why are you so angry? I just refueled for a moment and then left.” The man cursed a vulgar sentence, got out of the car, and kicked my car hard, "You, get out of the car right now!"

The darkness became thick, and the cold wind cut me into pieces like a knife. My body trembled, and I felt the wound on my back bleed again. As I reached my absolute limit, my eyes darkened; I tried to open my mouth to breathe; I needed to stay awake and not collapse now. But it all became meaningless; my body couldn't take it anymore. My eyelids were heavy and slowly closing, everything fell into darkness, and I felt my body fall. Before I was completely unconscious, I made a blood oath to the moon goddess. 'I will take revenge at all costs. How much blood and tears they took from us today, I will pay them back. I put them through pain and humiliation, making them live worse than death.'

I looked at him expectantly. “I’d like to say my vows to my wife alone, they’re a little private.” I ignored the oohs and ahhhs in the audience, trying to hide my confusion as to why Christian would want only me to hear his vows. Something smelled fishy, and I didn’t know if I should be scared or not. Then he leaned in, close enough to my ear so that only I could hear him. "My dear Hazel, I vow to make sure you spend all the days of your life in pain. I vow to spend my days making you pay for your crimes against me. I promise to give you a life of pain, so bad that you wish for a death that will never come.”

He thought about her words, her promises to help him exact revenge on Aurelio Rexton's grip on the glass tightened, his knuckles white with tension. "I'll get my chance," he whispered, his voice dripping with venom. "And when I do, Aurelio will pay for what he's done,if not for anything for everything I’ve lost these past years, he’s dearly going to pay." The whiskey glass shattered on the floor, a stark reminder of the fragility of life and the depth of Rexton's anger. He rose from the couch, his eyes blazing with determination, his heart consumed by an unquenchable thirst for revenge.

– She smiled sheepishly at him, while her fingers ran through the intricate lines of silver and precious stones on the band on her left hand, still not able to believe that this man was really her husband. - And never will again. – Logan solemnly promised, pressing her affectionately against his chest – But I'm glad to know that they no longer occupy an important part of your mind. In fact, I think this is the best revenge we could get: - he opened a huge, satisfied and malicious smile - The fact that they no longer have any power over you.

I quickly got into my vehicle and drove off, but not before making a solemn vow to myself, with tears in my eyes, that if I were to make it through the ordeal unscathed, I would come back for REVENGE! . . . ......

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.”

I won't make the same mistakes again. I stepped back, avoiding his tears. "Connor, save it. You're crying too soon. "The reason I stopped speaking… is because I was born with a curse. Most of what I say comes true. To avoid hurting others, I chose to stay silent. "After Jamie died, I started speaking again. I want those responsible to pay the price. "Think carefully about what I've already said to you. "You should be worrying about yourself." His head snapped up. "What… did you say?"

“She drove him into madness. Destroyed him with her selfishness. She broke him, and left him to die alone. Tell me, warrior… would you stay loyal to someone who murdered the man you loved?” A hush fell. It was a lie, twisted from threads of truth, but to the rebels, it was scripture. Renna stepped back onto the platform, face raised toward the torchlight, expression trembling with manufactured grief. “I vow to avenge him,” she said. “To avenge every soul she has sacrificed.” Her fingers tightened on the parchment. “Tonight marks the dawn of a purer kingdom. One we will rebuild from ash, without divine manipulation, without cursed bloodlines.”

"Who gave you the audacity to ruin my dinner?" Landon turned to face his father, and for a moment, the entire room held its breath. "Who gave your wife the audacity to speak to my wife like that?" Landon's voice rose, echoing off the walls. "Who gave her the right to talk to my wife in such a manner in my home?" Xander stood slowly, his face dark with fury. "You married a stranger without my approval, so don’t mistake my tolerance for permission." “To hell with that.” Landon countered his father.