Novel & Cerita 逆襲

She betrayed him once, how dared she seduce him again? "That b*tch!" a loud honk annoyed the driver in front of me as my palm accidentally slammed the steering wheel, venting my wrath at this poor car. "I'm gonna make you pay, Amy Leah!"

Amelia said. "I'm not saying....." Amelia didn't wait for me to finish before she interrupted me. "I can just book an Uber and walk outside myself if you insist," Amelia said. "You will get lost. Oh, you think I go outside and come back inside with an ordinary eye, right? This forest rotates around itself. You can take the path at the back of the house towards the tarred road and come back through the front path," I said, trying to scare her off and she fell for it immediately with the way she held my clothes.

But just then, Robin called in a panic. "Dr. Walker! We have a problem! Kayden's gone, and his room is covered in blood! And just now, our overseas licensors revoked the hospital's rights to use all of our core technologies!"

February 15th, 2038--Freshman Year-ish "I can't believe I'm actually writing in this. Dear Diary--no that's too cliche. Dear... me? Okay, Dear me: I saw a flier for some anti-New World organization. I thought that everyone blindly followed the established social order. It's probably stupid to think that I'm the only one who opposes the government, though. I just thought something was wrong with me. Maybe a group of likeminded people is what I need to feel some... I don't know, purpose or something. I'm not that stupid, though. I know not to tell any adults about this. What I don't get is why the flier was posted where anyone could see. They probably underestimate the government, but I know t

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

Her head hung limp as if that would lessen the pain. However, Dad seemed to have lost his mind. He threw down the pole and drove his fist into Queenie's face. Then, he grabbed her by the neck and yelled, "You'll pay for all the pain Yvonne suffered!" Queenie's face was turning blue. Her struggling faltered. Just then, Yannis' disdainful voice sounded. "I've underestimated you, Benjamin Linnus." Dad finally let go of Queenie and turned to him. He walked slowly over to Yannis, his expression dark as a cloud.

"Vengeance, retaliation, retribution, revenge are deceitful brothers - vile, beguiling demons promising justifiable compensation to a pained soul for his losses. Yet in truth, they craftily fester away all else of worth remaining." - Richelle E. Goodrich, The Tarishe Curse * * * * Yuri’s eye twitched dangerously as she strode down the hallways of the dormitories of Hati, with a chatterbox, namely Tohya Tanigawa, talking her ear off beside her.

“The princess of Handar.” He cocked his head to the side and studied her face for a moment. “Nya, sweetheart, you can’t possibly--” Slate’s words were cut short as an arrow pierced his body, near his heart. Her eyes enlarged as she turned to see one of the Beelzanborg troops getting ready to notch another arrow. Flint, Slate’s brother, was near the soldier and moved at him, anger apparent on his reddening face. He drew his sword and cut him down, but when Nya turned back to Slate, she could see it might be too late.

She steeled herself for the fight, ready to uncover the truth and reclaim her identity, one way or another. As the storm outside intensified, Aqua felt a new determination swell within her. She couldn’t allow her parents’ sacrifice to be in vain. Their legacy, their love, and their fight against the coven ignited a fire within her. She knew she had to embrace her powers, to discover what she was capable of and find a way to confront the threats that loomed in her future.

Victor smirked and squeezed the trigger. Click. No shot. His eyes widened for a split second. The gun hadn’t jammed. It had been emptied. Adrian raised his own weapon, not aiming yet. His voice was low and fierce. “You're slipping, Victor. You trust the wrong people.” Victor turned his head slowly—realizing, far too late, that the man behind him wasn’t who he thought he was. A sharp crack echoed through the warehouse as the mysterious figure slammed a baton against Victor’s hand, sending the silver pistol clattering across the floor.