Vengeance の小説・ストーリー

If killing her is going to kill, I am ready for it now. But I am never going to forgive her. Vengeance is so sweet, that if you taste it once, you can never stop it from claiming your heart, soul and body. And I, Cain Reyes - The King of all Werewolves is an addict to Vengeance. I am going to kill Miracle even if it kills me too.

I nodded my thanks, or maybe just grunted, lost in the labyrinth of my self-pity, my anger, my all-consuming obsession. She wouldn’t even give me a chance. Not even a goddamn response. After everything I’d done for her, after baring my soul, after crawling back to her on my knees, begging for forgiveness, for another chance. Nothing. The injustice of it, the sheer, brutal unfairness, fueled the fire within me, twisting the grief, the regret, the self-pity, into something darker, something more dangerous. Revenge. The thought, cold and sharp, solidified in my mind, a chilling purpose cutting through the whiskey-induced haze. If I couldn't have her love, her forgiveness, her… acceptance, then

Born of a thorn on a rose, soul split equally amongst the other. Darkness fills her eyes—cold-blooded murder. Revenge... revenge. She will stop at nothing. Hair as black as the night sky. Darkness swarmed within her, whispering, luring, persuading. The light of her life would soon fade. Rage burned inside me like an uncontrollable fire. I vowed to get revenge on the man who had slaughtered my parents—the same man who had forced me to flee that day. I would never forget his eyes, nor the scar my mother had left on his face.

Like I'm unstoppable. "You remember me?" I question hoarsely, my grip tightened around the length of the blade. Vincent meets my gaze then looks away, his body trembling in pain. I nod my head. "Yeah..." I trail off. "You remember me." I state as I slowly sink the sharp blade deeper into his flesh. "What do you want?" He questions, his voice low and shaky. Revenge, I want fucking revenge. Anger seethes under my skin, as the man finally looks at me, his cold stare meeting mine. The smell of fresh blood works its way to my nostrils.

Her body was completely numb, due to Xavier's cruelty. Xavier left Bianca who could only whimper. Annoyed that Bianca hadn't given him any information, he turned to his friends. "Noah, take care of that woman." After saying that, Xavier nonchalantly left. His emotions were completely out of control in front of Bianca. Even though Xavier is a gentle person with women, it is proven that he is always kind to his mother, sister, and also his lover. But not with Bianca, Xavier just felt all this needed to be done to avenge James' death.

she said cautiously trying not to enrage him. "So do you hate me now? Or felt pity, and that's why you forgave me easily?" He asked, his words not sounding calm. "I neither hate you nor felt pity. What you did was out of emotions. The situation you was in might led to anything or something worse than you did. I don't judge you for that. I neither felt pity because you took your revenge. You made your life better on your own like every adult but it was really something courageous. And maybe the behavior you had with me or everything you did might be the consequence of your disturbed past. So I neither judged you nor felt sentimental but I felt your pain of losing your mother. Because I also l

It only bought her ten seconds, but that was enough for Mira to get away. Fury boiled over inside me, and I slapped Cody.

My heart pounds, rage simmering beneath the surface. I stand, my vision narrowing as a single thought consumes me. “Revenge,” I snarl, my voice low and venomous. “It is then.”

This is vengeance. I want to be sick. The dagger remains poised above my head, the sirens are wailing my mind is torn in two. All the embarrassment at being fooled by Tange. The shame at Vez being here the whole time with me not realising. I promised Zeke vengeance, that the death of his brother would not go unpunished. Every road, every sign and feeling in my chest is pointing towards me plunging the blade downwards and claiming my glorious victory. I inhale deeply.