Written In Blood She Wants Revenge Mga Nobela at Kwento

My expression remained unchanged, as if I were looking at a stranger. "Move," I said coldly. I stepped around his swaying body and raised my sword, eyes fixed on the beast. This month hadn't been for nothing. I could feel the power surging through me—the ancient strength of the Vance bloodline, now reawakened. I dodged the beast’s next attack and drove my blade into its vital point with pinpoint precision. With one last roar, the colossal creature collapsed, crumbling to ash that scattered on the wind. The fight was over.

“Not that many, no.” I can’t tear my eyes off Phoenix. “He wouldn’t have made it anyway, would he?” “No. It would always have ended this way, no matter what. At least you are alive. That's more than most can say.” I sigh deeply and grip the basin for support. It’s getting more and more difficult to support my own weight. Death would probably be better at this point, but not until I've gotten my revenge. “Okay,” I say at last. “Give me your blood.”

he added. Xavier nodded, he walked with Noah deeper into the forest. On that moonlit night, his eyes widened when he saw someone he knew lying helplessly with a lot of blood on his chest. Seeing a woman running to escape, Xavier reflexively pulled out his gun and shot the woman. Xavier's gaze was very sharp, in his heart, there was burning anger that saw the events before his eyes. ** Sinokmput

she said confused while looking at me. "Maybe it's not working?" I said to her, questioningly. "That's impossible. I mean, I've treated many people whose wounds were deeper than yours, but they disappeared immediately," she said. "How did that happen?" I asked, confused. "I do not know. I'll just ask Grandma later, the important thing is that your blood is no longer flowing," she answered. We turned to Knox's when we heard someone shout. My eyes widened when I see the two vampires lying on the ground and slowly turning into ashes. Knox grabbed the neck of the vampire who was already up in the air and trying to get out of Knox's grip.

he muttered as he struggled to stay awake his consciousness slowly fading away. "Alex please open your eyes," he heard Rachel's voice. "Don't worry am going to be fine," he replied coughing up another huge amount of blood, before slowly giving in to the darkness, the last thing he saw was the tears flowing from Rachel's eyes. Rachel's eyes became red with tears on seeing Alex lose consciousness, this was the second time this would happen, the first time, she was powerless to help him, but now it was the same thing, hatred burned in her heart as she wished to kill the two men who had hurt Alex, but she knew not to do it, the only thing she could do was to escape, thinking of this she revived

She’s taken a perfect evening and destroyed it. “It’s not about bothering him or him being hurt about losing you. It’s about control. It’s about taking something that’s his and crushing it in my fist. It’s about watching him squirm and putting a bullet between his eyes.” I turn and walk out of the room, slamming the door shut and flicking the lock into place before I do something stupid, something that I won’t be able to come back from. She doesn’t understand that this runs deeper than anything she could ever imagine. This isn’t just revenge, it’s blood for blood, and I’m going to make certain when our time together ends, she sees that.

he ordered, his voice laced with worry. She wiped her mouth, noticing the blood now staining her hand. The taste of blood from the person she'd wanted to hurt for so long was intoxicating. She felt a deep satisfaction and a desire to repeat the act, perhaps on her other arm. She stood up from the floor and slowly walked towards them. Some pack members and her parents took a step back, their faces etched with shock and fear. The fear in their eyes only added to her satisfaction.

She patted Elsa's cheek affectionately. "It's okay, I understand. You were in love and I could have also told you how I felt in a calm manner too. Let's start over, okay?" Elsa looked at her hopefully, "are you really going to help me?" she asked her. "Yes, I am. Now, what do you want me to do?" "I need a place to stay." "is that all?" she asked in surprise. Elsa understood her surprise, June probably thought she wanted revenge. But Elsa was tired, she just wanted a fresh start in life and nothing to do with either Gabriel or Stella.

I screamed. Before me lay a horrible sight—my mother and father, covered in blood. A knife was lodged in my mother’s chest, her lifeless eyes staring into nothingness. A bullet hole gaped in the center of my father’s forehead. They were both on the floor. Unmoving. Gone. I couldn’t move. My feet felt glued to the ground as I kept screaming and crying, “Mommy! Daddy!” Blood. Blood. Blood. Everywhere. I screamed for them to wake up. Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me. I turned immediately to see who it was…

Then I sat up, slowly, wiping my face. My heart still ached. My soul still screamed. But there was something else now. Something colder. Sharper. Purpose. I looked up at Caspian, my voice steady despite the tremble behind it. “He might have died a traitor,” I said. “But he was still my blood. And I swear… I’m going to get his revenge. No matter what it takes. And I don’t care what I have to do to make it happen. I will not let his blood go in vain.”