What Happens To Aiden In Revenge Novels & Stories

"No." He didn't stop. His voice dropped lower, intimate, the way it used to when they were alone and she trusted him when they were kids. "Aiden left you. Not quietly. Not kindly. He disappeared—poof, like smoke—after that summer in Vancouver. After the promises, the late nights, the way he looked at you like you were the only real thing in his fucked up life. And you? You never got over it, did you? You want revenge, not just for that one thing and against him, but you want it against everything, right? You want to hurt me, torture me, and hurt everyone dear to me; because I played a part in whatever happened that time."

"Believe me when I say this Sean I want to, I really want but what I saw just now..." "Sean how could you kill her family? Her little sister who is younger than Alexis what did she do to you. Amelia do you want to see her again?" He played the video again and all I heard was the screams of my sister and parents. I closed my eyes and envisioned all our family time then the time I spent with Sean. How he took care of me and saved me from some rival gang? He was there for me when I lost everything. But it was soon replaced by the blood filled floor of our living room where my family lay dead. Love or revenge? The hardest choice I ever made but it was clear to me.

When I asked why she was crying, she told me her daughter was beaten to death, and she knew exactly who had done it. However, because that family was rich, ordinary people like her couldn’t do a thing. That girl’s killer was Mira. So the moment I came back in this life, I started investigating Mira’s bullying, hoping I could save that woman’s daughter this time. As the police examined the evidence, Mira suddenly slipped out through a window when nobody was watching. The officers moved to chase her down, but Cody threw himself in front of them, blocking their way. It only bought her ten seconds, but that was enough for Mira to get away.

Oh, God, she really hoped it wasn’t. “Just say it! Don’t worry about how it sounds, just say it.” Aiden ran his hand through his hair and then sat down in one of the armchairs across from her. He was muscled and lean sitting there looking for all the world like a man who had it all. The kind of man who clearly could have anything he wanted because he wasn’t afraid of hard work. “I want to make your father pay for what he did. I want revenge.” “Revenge?”

After the meal, she cleaned up the table, and Ava wanted Susan to take her for a walk. Aiden sneaked into the kitchen, hugged Janelle’s legs, and said coyly, "Mommy, can you give me the tablet and the phone watch?" “Then tell me, do you know you were wrong?" Janelle looked down at her son. Aiden was discouraged. "Nevermind." It was impossible for him to give up the idea of taking revenge on the bad man. Compared to the fact that he had abandoned them, he only embarrassed him for a while.

And I continued to cut myself some more until the knife fell from my hands. "I decided to stop torturing you. The second thing you're going to do is give up your petty little revenge plan and focus on getting your life and your act back together." "Aw, hell no! There's no way in heaven that I will do that! I am going to take my revenge, and a full on revenge!" "Aiden, you already live far away from civilization, you've lost everything except your wife, what else do you want to lose before you understand that fate isn't on your side? You are just not lucky."

"I know how you might be feeling right now. But this is it Layla. You might never get this chance again. And if you're worried about what you're going to say to him, then trust me you will do it. It will all come naturally to you when you're going to face him. Just keep in mind that this might be the last time you're talking to him, so you need to get as much as you want," Aiden tried to warn me and gave me few advices which I heard very carefully because he had experience in this. Aiden was successful with his Revenge after years of planning and here I am, trying to get done with this as soon as possible and try to live my life. But I'm not backing away now.

"You're right, Liam. It's time to confront my fears, face the past, and let Chloe know that I'm willing to fight for us. I owe it to myself and to her." Liam's smile widened, pride swelling in his heart. "That's the spirit, my friend. Remember, love has the power to mend even the most shattered hearts. I'll be here for you every step of the way." As they exchanged one final nod, Aiden turned and walked away, his strides infused with newfound purpose. Liam watched him, a renewed sense of hope warming his soul, knowing that the path to redemption and true happiness had just begun.

Julian’s shift freezes mid-snap — his eyes lock on Rowan one last time — and then he crumples to the ground, fur slick with rain and blood, eyes empty. Ember’s scream rips through the thunder. Aiden wipes the blood off his face with the back of his hand, expression blank. “Waste of a good pawn.” My vision tunnels. I lift the Glock, lining the sights on Aiden’s forehead — but he’s already moving, slipping back through the blown-out door. Grandma fires twice — the bullets spark off the frame, missing flesh by inches. Ember’s on the floor, cradling Rowan against her chest. The baby howls, tiny lungs shredding the quiet as his father’s blood seeps under the dining table. Ember’s rocking him, mur

Myra said with conviction. Aiden died on the day that was supposed to be her wedding. He blew his own head off, unable to come to terms with his reality. Just as she had been unable to come to terms with losing her surrogate baby, and ended up in a madhouse for six months. Her father died in a street fight in Asia where he had run to as a fugitive, the place from which he sent the bomb to her wedding, which Aiden had come to save her from. He had really come to save her. He found the other bombs, defusing them before the disaster. The explosion that rocked that hill so much was only half of what was supposed to go off.