Vendetta povestiri

What if Sean had a second younger lycanthrope hybrid brother named Brian? Whom had been raised in Scotland far away from Sean, his brother Eric and the king, along with the all of the political stuff. What if he came back to Portland, under a different name? And trouble just so happened to follow him back to Portland? Where he is possibly framed for a crime that he didn't commit? I don't own any of the characters just my OCs.

"My father raised me to be your ruin, Avyukt. Don't mistake my presence for a weakness." He stepped closer, the heat of him hovering just inches from her skin. "Then ruin me, Ishani. I'd rather be destroyed by your hand than worshipped by anyone else's." ISHANI MEHRA. x AVYUKT AGNIWANSHI 🔥 THE TALE OF ULTIMATE LOVE, HATE, DESIRE AND..... REVENGE!! "And yet," he whispered against her ear, "you haven't noticed that every time you reach for your blade, I'm the one holding the hilt. You aren't my enemy, little bird. You're my destiny."

He lives alone in a cramped attic, scribbling stories about heroes while the city below forgets he exists. Frustrated, lazy, yet weirdly optimistic, Jonathan Steele thinks he's just another kid trying to survive... until a girl he couldn't suspect would be a secret agent, drops a business card on his desk and turns his world upside down. Secrets erased from his memory. A past that refuses to stay buried. Money he can barely fathom. And an agency that could kill him - or make him a legend. Welcome to the world of A.N.A., where nothing is as it seems, everyone has an agenda, and the kid with the white hair and weird eyes might be the only one who can survive it all. Can ANYONE keep him in check?

"ℐ𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇, ℐ'𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝒸𝓁𝒾𝓅𝓈𝑒-𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝑜𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉" Aawanya has mastered the art of being invisible-"𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭" But when someone finally truly sees her, that gaze doesn't bring comfort-it brings paralyzing fear. Distant from parents who feel like strangers, she is a ghost in her own life. Neer cannot find it in himself to love his parents, yet he lacks the passion to hate them. But when their worlds collide in a storm of fire and lies, the masks begin to crack. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝔀𝓪𝓵𝓴 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 , 𝓸𝓻 𝓫𝓾𝓻𝓷 𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 , 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓽𝓱

La stella più luminosa è anche quella con più segreti. A diciassette anni, Bellatrix Strixs sa che la sopravvivenza ha il sapore del sangue e il rumore della pioggia del Bronx. Un tempo era la luce per i fratelli Asteris, ma un segreto inconfessabile e un peccato imperdonabile l'hanno costretta a fuggire, diventando un'ombra tra i dannati. Ora, dopo anni di silenzio, la famiglia Strixs è tornata. L'Asteris Academy non è una scuola come le altre. E Sirio Asteris, un tempo un ragazzino amorevole e dolce, ora è lo spietato primogenito dal cuore freddo e dall'animo distaccato. Il passato lo sta uccidendo dall'interno, insieme al ricordo dei baci e delle carezze del suo piccolo Lucifero. Mentre le mura dell'Accademia sussurrano di tradimenti e di una morte misteriosa, I fratelli Strixs e i loro amici, dovranno affrontare l'Iniziazione dei Luxifers. Tra roulette russe, baci che sanno di polvere da sparo e verità che bruciano tra le fiamme dell'Inferno, Bellatrix capirà che non è tornata per chiedere perdono. È tornata per reclamare il suo trono. Perché se Sirio è il re della dannazione, lei è l'unica pronta a farsi chiamare Lucifero. Benvenuti all'Asteris Academy. Lasciate ogni speranza a voi ch'intrate.

" am i underground or am i in between. . . " • • • CHICAGO, 1988. Seven years before the death of Neil McCauley, a former NYPD officer, Trent Longbaugh, seeks protection and a fresh identity after a familial fallout lands him in the midst of a scheme where his life is the ultimate score. Enter Los Angeles, 1995. Troubled undercover officer Brian Hicks offers compliance with highbrow detective Vincent Hanna in exchange for an opportunity to hunt and directly take down the men responsible for his haunting history, Chris Shiherlis and Otis Wardell. Five years later, Hicks and Longbaugh, now seasoned veterans of extremely opposite vocations, struggle to rectify their lives as losses continue to mount both personally and professionally. With Wardell missing, Hicks continues to work tirelessly with Hanna to locate fugitive Chris, who has fled into Mexico with a lover of his own and a traumatized, implosive Longbaugh. But as an ultraviolent threat emerges to take them all down, only one question remains: where will a mole go to hide from a biting snake, and who will be the bait that draws the quarry out for one final kill...? • • • " am i underground or i am in too deep. . ."

Teen Kidnap thriller Love betrayal Revenge vengeance

Jy'aorie a shy and introverted 22-year-old has built walls around herself after a painful past. But when Earlan Bartley,better known as Alkaline, the charismatic 31-year-old dancehall sensation, sets his sights on her, jy'aorie's carefully constructed defenses begin to crumble. As Alkaline's persistence awakens feelings she thought she'd never experience again, Jy'aorie must confront the demons of her past and learn to trust herself and others. But can she overcome her fears and doubts to let love in, or will her past continue to define her?. Let's find out..🎭 Rankings: 🏅Vendetta 🏅Alkaline 🥉Outlaw 🥉Jamaican 🥈Fanfic

Being rich is happiness but happiness come with a price as small as it can be.Nyx knew happiness never came first not in this world not even with her in this silent darkness. At a time when everyone played around and had fun responsible bared his shoulders with a heavy crown.Marriage was hard as it is for elders but what would it be like at 18 when everyone dated and partied around, while your friends goofed around but loyalty ties your down to your wedding band.How do you go to college with a wife you know nothing about? The answer is simple,what even is a wife at all?

[RETRACTED] stuff and creations. Warning: Gore, Death, Murder. Read at your own risk. Trevor Henderson. Cryptid Cavy. AlienMoth.

In the country of Victerra, Victorian empress Ophelia Vera Credelia had her empire, The Golden Dove Kingdom, stripped from her by her elder brother. Ophelia was immediately cast into the outlands, the place where the rogues thrive and live. Ophelia was bubbling with rage and fury. She wanted her kingdom back. She rose that kingdom from the ground up. She was going to get it back. After being banned from her home, she was taken by the reigning king of The Improbos Liberetis, Thaddeus Bane Dark's forces. From there, she tries to strike a deal with the ruler, aiming to work together to form an alliance against her flesh and blood. Can the two powerful humans join forces? If they do, can Thaddeus and Ophelia get along? Will Ophelia's vengance be her downfall? Most Impressive Ranks So Far... 1. #263 In Dystopian 2. #5 in Powerfulwoman ----------------------- Ahhh! Please enjoy this book, I'm so excited to start it. I feel as though this small summary of this story doesn't do it justice. Please take a moment to read the first chapter to give this book a chance. I truly believe it is special. Thank you so much for clicking, and please continue to read! 💗!

𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 (𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧) 𝐯𝐞𝐧·​𝐝𝐞𝐭·​𝐭𝐚 | \ 𝐯𝐞𝐧-ˈ𝐝𝐞-𝐭ə \ 𝐃𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚 1: 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐅𝐄𝐔𝐃 2: 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬

What's left for a woman who's been pushed past her breaking point by the person she loved the most?

This story is just an old thing I wrote when I used to to Discord roleplay, but I thought it was decent, so I might aswell post it here, making a few major changes though, the previous one was way too short, and pretty bad in my opinion. This story will include slight gore, but nothing too in depth in fights, no gory descriptions, besides that, this story is SFW, also this story is a bit edgy, so if you don't like that, then probably don't read this. Thanks for reading.

For six years, Chagrin Confessions has been a leading relationship advice column in Venus magazine, in which women all around the world seek out the blunt yet wise words of advice of Madame Cleo. Cassie Henderson is a sassy and intelligent woman, who has a tongue that quite often lands her in trouble. With her alias as Madame Cleo unknown, she blends in the crowd and avoids drawing attention to herself. With a dangerous man on a personal vendetta against Madame Cleo, how long will she be able to keep hidden, before her words of advice come bite her in the end. Especially since the man has all the means and methods of being able to find her. And he's an ice cold killer. ••• Copyright © 2018 F.T Tamieh All rights reserved

Following the events of Vendetta Pt. 8 in Multi-Stories. A mysterious group of people are out for revenge on Atlas. And it's going to be by any means necessary. Taking place in the RWBY universe.

A long list of bullies and toxic relationships had left her with a broken heart and tears spilling down her cheeks. Little did they know she had a taste for vengeance and a little help from her old pal Karma who owed her a favor...

In the uncharted realms of space, a deadly game unfolds. Bradley leads a crew on a mission to the mysterious planet Polus, while another team, under Preycis, sets course for the unknown dangers of The Fungle. But there's more than harsh terrain and alien ecosystems to fear- there's a traitor among them. With whispers of murders from past missions and an unseen enemy lurking in the shadows, trust becomes a dangerous game. As alliances fray and secrets surface, survival is the only rule. Can they uncover the imposter before it's too late, or will they fall prey to the void's darkest secrets?

An last and fallen of unknown Guild whose survive the laughing coffins' ambushed.... player take up an arm and called himself Damocles. He swear that laughing coffins will face of his wrathful. Though his journey in the trapped game has beginnings....

Vicehaven A city with neon veins and rotten bones. Towers of glass cracked like old teeth; alleys that stank of stale beer, piss, and yesterday's blood. The streets glowed orange in the rain but the glow only made the gutters shine darker, slick with oil rainbows and cigarette ends drowning in puddles. Here, everything is borrowed - your breath, your heartbeat, your time. Everyone owes a debt, and Vicehaven always collects. Some pay with silence. Some with skin. Most with their souls. Down every corner, you can hear its appetite: bottles breaking, sirens crying, the wet slap of fists in the dark. And above it all, neon sings its false lullaby, buzzing signs painted over brothels and casinos - lipstick smeared across a corpse. The Devil runs this city. He wears suits cut sharper than knives, gold in his smile, blood on his hands. And the angels? They left a long time ago, their wings sold, their halos pawned, their names long forgotten. Vicehaven doesn't raise saints. It only fattens devils.