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Natasha's Revenge

"You know what?" Natasha asked. "It doesn't matter, whether you kill me or not, whether I die or live, I will find my way back back to take my revenge, no matter what it takes". Natasha said with gritted teeth. "Even if I have to exchange thousands of lives just to return and have my revenge, I will do it". "Take these words back to him and tell him that he will not live happily whether I live or die. "I will crawl my way out of hell if I have to just to get to him". Natasha said with a sadistic smile on her lips. Her blue eyes burned like flames. ****** Natasha a young woman who was hurt by her husband seeks revenge for the brutal murder of her family by her groom on their wedding night got the help of the Grim Reaper. They had an agreement that if he was willing to spare her and help her get that revenge that she sort she would give the lives of others in exchange for hers. The deal was made and Natasha began her quest for vengeance, killing all those who aided her husband in murdering her family... For more please read the novel. ***** WARNING! This book will contain mature content as the story progresses. Whoever cannot take a scare or stand a gory scene should refrain from reading. This is the only warning for this book. **** Join my discord server to chat with other readers https://discord.gg/gGBShbS3

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137 Chs

He knows Dark Magic

Nigel arrived at Ansville Hotel a bit later than scheduled. His time at the Ashton Cage was not a total waste because he had successfully got rid of all that would drag him to his death. But he was surprised when he saw the body, it did not look like he killed was but rather like someone who died in sleep. 

There was on him which would have served as an indication of murder which meant that he would have been safe even if he had not gone there, but he still felt more relaxed and at ease knowing that he had removed all traces.

Now he stood at the reception of Ansville Hotel and made a call to the man whom he had come to see. He made the call and it was received. "I am at the reception," He said and waited but there was still no reply. "Do you hear me?" He asked, his tone a bit clipped.

"I heard you very well," Came a grumpy voice from the other end of the line. "What are you here, I told you not to bother me unless it is important."