Rebirth Of The Vengeful Luna I glared at Liam and Selene, my frustration reaching its peak. How dare they mock me in such a manner? Their laughter echoed in the room, grating on my nerves. I needed to regain control of the situation, to assert my authority."Enough!" I barked, my voice filled with a mixture of anger and determination. "You will tell me your plan, and you will tell me now."Liam's laughter subsided, and he exchanged a knowing glance with Selene. They seemed amused by my demand, as if they were playing with a wounded animal. It only fueled my determination to break free from their grasp.Selene stepped forward, her voice dripping with condescension. "And what if we don't tell you, Luna? What are you going to do about it?"
The restaurant was cloaked in a heavy silence as I sat at the table, my anxiety mounting with each passing moment. I fiddled with my tie, my heart pounding in my chest. The dimly lit surroundings seemed to mirror the shadows that had cast a pall over my aspirations and dreams.The strained relationship with my mother-in-law had plagued me from the beginning. She never missed an opportunity to remind me of my perceived inadequacies, constantly belittling my achievements and undermining my worth. In her eyes, I was a failure, a disappointment who couldn't live up to her expectations despite my university degree. Her disdainful glances and dismissive comments had become a constant weight on my shoulders.But against all odds, a glimmer of hope had emerged. Yesterday, my mother-in-law had agreed to meet me at this very restaurant, offering a sliver of compassion in the midst of the judgment she had relentlessly poured upon me over the years. She had agreed to discuss lending me the money
Summoning all my courage, I took a deep breath and ventured into the heart of the matter. "Thank you for agreeing to meet me. I know we've had our differences, but I find myself in dire straits. My foster mother's health has taken a grave turn, and the medical expenses have become overwhelming. I have exhausted all avenues of assistance, and I have no choice but to reach out to you."Mrs. Johnson reclined in her chair, an air of superiority enveloping her. A condescending smile played upon her lips as she glanced around the restaurant. "You expect me to believe your sob story after witnessing your failures all these years? Why should I help someone like you?"My frustration surged within me, threatening to erupt like a volcano. But I pushed aside my anger, determined to make her understand the gravity of the situation. "This goes beyond our personal grievances, Mrs. Johnson. My foster mother has been my guiding light, my rock. She selflessly raised me, working multiple jobs and sacrif
Candel’s POV I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed, my feet touching the cold wood floor. I stood and made my way to the bathroom, splashing some water on her face to wake up.As i brushed my teeth, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but the air felt charged, like a storm was brewing.As I stood in front of the bathroom mirror,I couldn't shake the feeling of anger that was coursing through my veins. I couldn't believe what had happened earlier that morning. It was just so unfair.“Why must I wake up this morning when I’mSuppose to be sleeping!!!”I squeezed a dollop of cleanser onto my palm and scrubbed my face with more force than necessary, feeling a sense of satisfaction as the foamy lather worked its way into my pores.I rinsed off the cleanser and reached for my toner, dabbing it onto a cotton pad and swiping it across her face. I followed up with my serum, my movements precise and controlled as my worked
A surge of anger and protectiveness surged through me, intertwining with the love I held for my wife. My voice quivered with a mix of frustration and unwavering determination. "I will not entertain the thought of selling my wife, not to you or anyone else. Our love is real, and we have built a life together based on trust, support, and mutual respect. I could never betray her, no matter the circumstances."Before the tension could escalate further, the shrill ringtone of my phone shattered the oppressive atmosphere. I retrieved it hastily, my heart sinking as I heard the urgency in the caller's voice. It was the hospital,
Rebirth Of The VengeFul LunaChapter 1******Getting Killed And Heartbroken********Candel POVI sat at my vanity, staring at my reflection in the mirror. I was getting ready to visit my fiancé, and my nerves was getting the best of me. I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and apprehension. I have been looking forward to seeing him for weeks, but at the same time, I was worried about how the visit would go.I picked up my brush and began running it through my long, curly hair. I took my time, trying to tame the wild locks into something presentable. I then reach for my makeup, carefully applying a light dusting of powder and a touch of lipstick. I wanted to look my best, but at the same time, i didn't want to look like i had tried too hard.Once I was satisfied with my appearance, I stood up and walked over to my closet.I rummaged through the hangers, trying to find the perfect outfit. I settled on a simple dress, one that I knew he would like and slip it on. I took one
Rebirth Of The Vengeful Luna Chapter 2Candel’s POV********A New Confused Life ********I stirred, slowly coming back to consciousness. I blinked my eyes a few times, feeling a little disoriented and groggy. As i looked around the room, I realized that i wasn't in my own bed. I sat up, rubbing my eyes, and tried to remember where i was.It all started to come back to me. It took a moment to remember what had happened - the heartbreak, the pain, the darkness - and then it all flooded back to me. I had died, because I was killed by an heartless rogue. I remembered pleading to the rogue to spare my life as he tore me apart and I also remember dying. If I really died then how did I end up here. I was supposed to be gone but here I am waking up in a different room and dressed in an expensive night cloth. Different questions was eating deep inside of me and they was no one to help me answer it. The only answer to my question will be if I was saved by someone. I don’t think I was
Rebirth Of The Vengeful LunaChapter 3******Let The Games Begin****“Are you sure you know what you are talking about, my Luna?,” she threw me a question as she looked at me in a concern way“I know exactly what I am talking about.” I thundered. “I don’t think you know it and I am so sure that you are confused about what happen my Luna, you were involved in an accident and you went straight into coma.”“I think the accident and coma you were in made you think that you were murdered.” She urged me. “I didn’t go into coma!!!, I was killed by a rogue,”“This is me on another person’s life.” I shouted as I began pacing around. “You aren’t in another person’s life, you are in your life.” “I know so well that she will be thinking that I am running mad because of the long time I stay in the coma.”She didn’t know that I am not Thesame girl that survived the car accident. I am the girl that survive being brutally murdered by a rogue. All these are getting twisted, I don’t want to be i
A surge of anger and protectiveness surged through me, intertwining with the love I held for my wife. My voice quivered with a mix of frustration and unwavering determination. "I will not entertain the thought of selling my wife, not to you or anyone else. Our love is real, and we have built a life together based on trust, support, and mutual respect. I could never betray her, no matter the circumstances."Before the tension could escalate further, the shrill ringtone of my phone shattered the oppressive atmosphere. I retrieved it hastily, my heart sinking as I heard the urgency in the caller's voice. It was the hospital,
Candel’s POV I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed, my feet touching the cold wood floor. I stood and made my way to the bathroom, splashing some water on her face to wake up.As i brushed my teeth, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but the air felt charged, like a storm was brewing.As I stood in front of the bathroom mirror,I couldn't shake the feeling of anger that was coursing through my veins. I couldn't believe what had happened earlier that morning. It was just so unfair.“Why must I wake up this morning when I’mSuppose to be sleeping!!!”I squeezed a dollop of cleanser onto my palm and scrubbed my face with more force than necessary, feeling a sense of satisfaction as the foamy lather worked its way into my pores.I rinsed off the cleanser and reached for my toner, dabbing it onto a cotton pad and swiping it across her face. I followed up with my serum, my movements precise and controlled as my worked
Summoning all my courage, I took a deep breath and ventured into the heart of the matter. "Thank you for agreeing to meet me. I know we've had our differences, but I find myself in dire straits. My foster mother's health has taken a grave turn, and the medical expenses have become overwhelming. I have exhausted all avenues of assistance, and I have no choice but to reach out to you."Mrs. Johnson reclined in her chair, an air of superiority enveloping her. A condescending smile played upon her lips as she glanced around the restaurant. "You expect me to believe your sob story after witnessing your failures all these years? Why should I help someone like you?"My frustration surged within me, threatening to erupt like a volcano. But I pushed aside my anger, determined to make her understand the gravity of the situation. "This goes beyond our personal grievances, Mrs. Johnson. My foster mother has been my guiding light, my rock. She selflessly raised me, working multiple jobs and sacrif
The restaurant was cloaked in a heavy silence as I sat at the table, my anxiety mounting with each passing moment. I fiddled with my tie, my heart pounding in my chest. The dimly lit surroundings seemed to mirror the shadows that had cast a pall over my aspirations and dreams.The strained relationship with my mother-in-law had plagued me from the beginning. She never missed an opportunity to remind me of my perceived inadequacies, constantly belittling my achievements and undermining my worth. In her eyes, I was a failure, a disappointment who couldn't live up to her expectations despite my university degree. Her disdainful glances and dismissive comments had become a constant weight on my shoulders.But against all odds, a glimmer of hope had emerged. Yesterday, my mother-in-law had agreed to meet me at this very restaurant, offering a sliver of compassion in the midst of the judgment she had relentlessly poured upon me over the years. She had agreed to discuss lending me the money
Rebirth Of The Vengeful Luna I glared at Liam and Selene, my frustration reaching its peak. How dare they mock me in such a manner? Their laughter echoed in the room, grating on my nerves. I needed to regain control of the situation, to assert my authority."Enough!" I barked, my voice filled with a mixture of anger and determination. "You will tell me your plan, and you will tell me now."Liam's laughter subsided, and he exchanged a knowing glance with Selene. They seemed amused by my demand, as if they were playing with a wounded animal. It only fueled my determination to break free from their grasp.Selene stepped forward, her voice dripping with condescension. "And what if we don't tell you, Luna? What are you going to do about it?"
Rebirth Of The Vengeful Luna Torturer’s POV As the clash of swords reverberated through the room, the air crackled with anticipation and the scent of bloodlust. I, the torturer, found myself drawn into the fray, compelled by the adrenaline coursing through my veins. The Luna's guard, formidable and resolute, met my own guards with unwavering determination.I stepped forward, my movements calculated and precise. My hands tightly gripped the hilt of my weapon, a testament to my years of training in the art of combat. I engaged in the dance of blades, joining the fray with an intensity matched only by the Luna's guard.Steel met steel, creating a symphony of clashing weapons. The sound reverberated through the room, drowning out all other noise. Every strike I made was fueled by years of pent-up frustration, a desire to prove my worth. My opponents fought valiantly, their blades moving with the grace of seasoned warriors.Blood stained the ground beneath our feet, a stark reminder of t
Rebirth Of The Vengeful Luna Torturer’s POVAs the Luna's guard lunged towards me, fueled by a primal instinct to protect their leader, I braced myself for the imminent clash. The air crackled with tension as their blade sliced through the space between us, aimed at my vulnerable form. Adrenaline surged through my veins, sharpening my senses and heightening my reflexes.However, before the blow could land, a sudden commotion erupted behind me. My own guards burst into the room, their presence a welcome reinforcement. Startled, I turned my gaze towards them, momentarily distracted from the impending threat before me. The Luna's guard seized the opportunity, his momentum unchecked as he propelled himself towards me.In that split second, the tables had turned, and I found myself caught in the crossfire of conflicting loyalties.
Rebirth Of The Vengeful Luna Torturer’s POVAs I raised the torturing instrument, my mind focused solely on the impending strike, my intentions clear and resolute. I reveled in the fear that radiated from the Luna, relishing in the power I held over her vulnerable form. The anticipation of inflicting pain, of breaking her spirit, fueled my sadistic desires.But just as I was about to deliver the decisive blow, the door exploded open with a force that shattered my concentration. The room filled with the sudden intrusion of the Luna's guards, their arrival catching me off guard. My heart pounded in my chest, a mixture of surprise and frustration swirling within me.I watched in disbelief as the guards swiftly moved into position, forming an impenetrable barrier between me and my victim. The once solitary Luna, now flanked by her loyal protectors, exuded an air of defiance that pierced through my twisted expectations. How had they managed to breach my carefully planned chamber of tormen
Rebirth Of The Vengeful Luna Candel’s POVAs the torturer raised the menacing instrument, poised to strike me with a wave of excruciating pain, a surge of terror coursed through my veins. My entire being braced for impact, anticipating the searing agony that would soon consume me. Time seemed to slow down, each passing second stretching into an eternity of dread.But just as the torturer's hand descended, a thunderous crash shattered the tense silence. The door burst open with a resounding force, revealing a group of my loyal guards, their determined expressions a stark contrast to the torturer's surprise. In that fleeting moment, a flicker of hope ignited within me, dispelling the suffocating fear that had engulfed me moments ago.The torturer froze in disbelief, caught off guard by this sudden intrusion. His grip on the torturing machine faltered, his sinister intentions momentarily forgotten. The room crackled with an electric energy as the Luna's guards spread out, forming a prot