THE BRUTAL REVENGE
Jones Romeo once defeated, returned to rewrite the rules. When he dares to challenge Clinton, the ruthless leader who controls the college with an iron grip, he sparks a brutal war that spirals beyond his imagination.
Betrayals lurk in every corner. Friendships shatter. Blood stains the hallways as Jones and Clinton wage a relentless battle for dominance. Lies, deception, and hidden agendas fuel their war, turning allies into enemies and enemies into ghosts.
But just when Jones thinks he has won, Clinton proves why he’s a master of survival. His shocking escape from police custody sets the stage for an earth-shattering finale. A final, unpredictable confrontation at the docks leaves both men fighting not just for power, but for their lives.
As bullets fly and the past comes crashing down, Jones faces the ultimate question: Can he truly end this war, or will Clinton’s shadow haunt him forever?
In this high-stakes tale of revenge, power, and betrayal, one thing is certain, only one will leave Blackwood College alive.
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Chapter: Chapter 70: The Devil's Blueprint The night air clung heavy over Blackwood, the kind of suffocating stillness that carried danger in its silence. Jones stood at the center of the abandoned courtyard with his crew gathered tight around him. Their shadows stretched long under the fractured moonlight, each figure restless, armed, and waiting on his command.Lexi’s absence weighed like iron chains around Jones’s chest. Every passing hour without her was a blade twisting deeper. His jaw clenched as he glanced at his crew: Jace adjusting the grip on his bat wrapped in chain; Derek rubbing the scar across his forearm like it was a war medal; Kendra sharp-eyed, her dagger strapped against her thigh; Victor pacing like a wolf ready to pounce; Dre cracking his knuckles, broad shoulders flexing under his jacket; Lisa quiet but fierce, her hands curled into fists; Leo’s smirk hiding the storm in his gaze; Mason steady, calm, his silence a promise of loyalty.They all waited for Jones. His word was law.“We’re burning time,” Victo
Last Updated: 2025-08-18
Chapter: Chapter 69: The Hidden WingClinton went into the den—an underground chamber buried deep within the East Wing of Blackwood College. This was no ordinary hideout; it was his throne room, carved beneath the rotting belly of the institution, a place where the air was heavy with damp stone, cigarette smoke, and the quiet hum of illegal power lines snaking through the ceiling.Here, he was king. Here, no one dared question his authority.The heavy steel door clanged shut behind him, locking with an echo that rattled through the chamber. Around a long rectangular table sat his top circle: Logan, the blunt enforcer with fists like sledgehammers; Vanessa, razor-sharp and venomous, her cold beauty disguising cruelty; Troy, the tactician, thin-framed but sharp-eyed; Mickey, wild and unpredictable, a man who laughed too easily at violence; and Dwayne, loyal to the bone, steady as a rock.Clinton moved to the head of the table, his steps deliberate, his smirk fixed like a blade ready to cut. His presence drew silence instan
Last Updated: 2025-08-18
Chapter: Chapter 68: Shadows of the MazeClinton’s smirk deepened as he stepped closer, hands tucked behind his back like a man savoring the show.“You fools,” he drawled, his voice carrying a razor’s edge. “All this blood… all this effort… and still no Lexi. Do you really think you’ll see her again? Let me spare you the false hope—you won’t.”Jones’s fists tightened until the knuckles cracked. His chest heaved with fury. “Say her name again,” he growled, stepping forward, “and I swear, Clinton, I’ll—”Clinton cut him off, his voice laced with venomous amusement. “You’ll do nothing. You can’t do anything. You’re rats in my maze, scrambling, biting, gnawing at shadows. And Lexi… she screams in silence, waiting for the inevitable.” He tilted his head, his grin sharp. “And you won’t try any fucking shit about it.”“Bastard!” Jones exploded forward like a storm breaking loose, his rage boiling over. His crew shouted after him—“Jones, wait!”—but he didn’t hear. His eyes were locked only on Clinton, on the smirk that mocked him, o
Last Updated: 2025-08-17
Chapter: Chapter 67: The Bloodied PathThe night stretched long and merciless, the shadows of Blackwood College twisting into something monstrous as Jones and his crew pressed deeper into enemy territory. Their breaths came in harsh rhythm, the sting of sweat mixing with the bitter taste of fear and fury. But still—no Lexi. No trace. No hope. Only the gnawing ache of time slipping away. “Damn it!” Jace spat, slamming a fist against the wall as they checked another wing, empty. His voice cracked with frustration. “It’s like she vanished into thin air!” “She’s here,” Jones said firmly, his voice low, unwavering. His eyes burned with resolve. “Clinton wants us to believe otherwise. But he wouldn’t risk moving her. Not yet.” Victor gritted his teeth. “So we keep searching. Floor by floor. Room by room. She can’t stay hidden forever.” But Jasmine shook her head, unease etching her face. “This doesn’t feel right. Too quiet. Too…” Her words were drowned by the sound of footsteps. Heavy, deliberate. From the darkness ahead,
Last Updated: 2025-08-16
Chapter: Chapter 66: The Edge of Despair The night air was thick with tension as Jones and his crew moved swiftly through Blackwood College, their eyes sharp, their minds locked on one mission—finding Lexi before it was too late. The dim corridors echoed with their hurried footsteps as they scoured every possible hiding place, but the deeper they searched, the more frustration gnawed at them.No trace. No sign. No Lexi.Jones clenched his fists as they regrouped near the abandoned east wing. Jasmine’s brows were furrowed, her breathing heavy. “Nothing,” she muttered, shaking her head. “We’ve checked every damn place Clinton could’ve hidden her.”Kendra leaned against the wall, frustration lacing her voice. “He’s playing us.”Victor exhaled sharply. “No—he’s outsmarting us. Again.”Jones’s eyes darkened. His mind was racing, turning over every detail. Clinton was always two steps ahead—but he wasn’t invincible. There had to be a crack in his strategy.Jace frowned, scanning the group. “So what now? We can’t keep running aroun
Last Updated: 2025-04-02
Chapter: Chapter 65: No Mercy, No Escape The door swung open with a forceful creak, and before Lexi could react—CRACK!A fresh wave of agony tore through her body as the whip lashed across her exposed back. The pain burned hotter than before, forcing a strangled gasp from her throat.Clinton stood before her, eyes gleaming with sadistic amusement as he dragged the whip across the floor. “I thought you’d have learned your lesson by now,” he murmured, rolling the handle in his grip.Lexi’s breath came in short, ragged gasps, but she refused to let him see her break. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth as she bit down, suppressing a scream.CRACK!Another lash. This time across her ribs.Her body convulsed against the pain, her wrists straining against the cuffs, but it was useless. Clinton had made sure of that.The sound of rattling chains echoed in the dim room as he stepped closer, dropping a second set of handcuffs onto the floor beside her. “I’ll admit,” he said, crouching so that their eyes met, “you surprised
Last Updated: 2025-04-02
Chapter: Chapter 290The cavern quaked beneath their charge. Emerald and crimson streaks collided mid-air, a shockwave cracking a fresh fissure through the crystal floor. Dust geysered upward, momentarily swallowing them in a sandstorm of red grit and shards.Out of the haze, Khar’zek’s Bloodfang Saber slashed downward, a blazing comet-stroke. Jack pivoted, the tip grazing his helmet and carving a molten groove across his visor. Alarm lights danced across his HUD: VISOR DAMAGE – VISIBILITY COMPROMISED. His next breath tasted of metal and frost.“Close your eyes,” Old Joe’s voice urged inside his skull. “Feel the rhythm, not the light.”Jack obeyed—sliding sideways blind, dagger sweeping in a green crescent that carved a shallow line across Khar’zek’s chest. Blue acid spattered, hissing where it hit stone. The warlord snarled, twisting his saber in a reverse grip and driving forward with bone-crushing speed. Jack dropped to one knee, let the blade scream past his ear, and sprang upward with an elbow that c
Last Updated: 2025-09-20
Chapter: Chapter 289 Jack’s HUD pulsed a frantic crimson: O₂ 1.8 %… 1.7 %… Every breath rasped like sandpaper over raw lungs. Frost hissed on his cracked visor with each exhale. By all rights, his body should have been shutting down. But Old Joe’s voice thrummed inside him—steady, commanding, alive. Ignore the numbers. You’re more than bone and breath now. You are the storm. Emerald light flared from Jack’s eyes, bright enough to stain the fractured crystal floor green. The Dragon Dagger vibrated in his palm, a living thing hungry for the fight. Across the collapsing cavern, Khar’zek—the Smilodon warlord—hauled his massive frame upright, blue acid still hissing from half a dozen wounds Jack had carved. Yet the alien’s golden gaze burned hotter, undimmed. The surrounding Smilodons ringed the battlefield in silence, their guttural growls suppressed by awe. Even wounded, their warlord inspired reverence. Even bleeding, he looked immortal. Khar’zek’s translator rasped, static-laced: “Your defiance shame
Last Updated: 2025-09-20
Chapter: Chapter 288The cavern shuddered like a living thing. Red dust sifted down in lazy spirals, catching the glare of emerald lightning and flickering plasma. The Smilodon leader’s claws glowed brighter—sparks dancing across its massive forearms as energy coiled inside it like a storm. The other aliens froze in a wide circle, their snarls hushed to low, guttural rumbles. Even wounded, their warlord commanded their respect.Ryan, breathing hard and clutching his plasma spear like a crutch, staggered two steps back. “It’s… drawing power from the cavern… Jack, it’s about to—”Jack cut him off with a raised hand, never taking his eyes off the beast. “Stay back, Ryan. This one’s between me and him.”The alien’s translator hissed, carrying its venomous words through the static: “You desecrate sacred ground. Mars belongs to my bloodline. I am Khar’zek, Warlord of the Crimson Sands. You will die before you steal our sky.”Jack’s lips curved into a grim smirk. The Dragon Dagger pulsed in his grip, its emerald
Last Updated: 2025-09-20
Chapter: Chapter 287Emerald light and alien roars filled the collapsing cavern—and Jack kept fighting.A blur of movement darted through the dust. Before Jack could pivot, one of the smaller Smilodon-like aliens vaulted over a fallen pillar and locked its sinewy arms around his throat from behind. Its claws dug into the seams of his chest plate, crushing his windpipe. The sudden pressure made spots dance at the edges of his vision.It yanked him backward, snarling in a deep, guttural voice that somehow carried a sharp, venomous clarity through his comms translator: “You will not claim Mars… It is ours… generations of dominion… You will die here, Earthborn thief!”Jack gagged, his boots scraping across the fractured crystal floor. The alien’s acidic breath steamed against his bare cheek where the visor had shattered. For a fleeting heartbeat, panic threatened to swamp him.But Old Joe’s echo cut through the haze: Stay present. Stay moving. You’re not prey.Jack snarled, twisting violently. With his free a
Last Updated: 2025-09-19
Chapter: Chapter 286Jack met the charging giant head-on, emerald light spilling across the cavern like a second sunrise. Their collision sent a shockwave through the crystal floor, shattering smaller spires and spraying shards that hissed in the acidic air.The leader’s claws came down in a blur—one overhead, one sweeping low. Jack vaulted sideways, feeling the gust of displaced air as the claws smashed where he’d stood. He used the momentum to roll onto his feet and slash upward. The Dragon Dagger bit deep into the giant’s bicep. Acid blood splattered his chest plate, eating a sizzling groove through the armor.Old Joe’s voice boomed inside him, steadier than his own heartbeat: Don’t give ground. Not to them. Not to fear.“Not planning on it,” Jack hissed, twisting away as another swipe narrowly missed his helmet.Two of the smaller Smilodons flanked him, snarling. One lunged for his left leg while the other leapt for his throat. Jack dropped to a knee, ducking beneath the high attack and driving the da
Last Updated: 2025-09-19
Chapter: Chapter 285Jack’s lungs burned like twin furnaces, every breath a ragged scrape against his chest as the cracked visor whistled precious oxygen into the Martian void. The Dragon Dagger pulsed in his grip, emerald fire lacing his veins. The two surviving Smilodons circled, their claws dripping acid that hissed against the crystal floor. Four more stalked from the shadows, their alien eyes flaring like distant stars.A low growl rolled through the cavern, vibrating the shattered pillars. Jack’s vision wavered—green lightning streaking across his sight—then steadied. A warmth, old and familiar, flooded him.Old Joe’s voice echoed from somewhere beyond the physical world: “You’re not alone, boy. I told you, when the blade sings, I’ll be there.”Jack gritted his teeth. “Then sing louder, Old Man.”The Dragon Dagger’s fire blazed brighter, swallowing the dim cavern light. His pain dulled, replaced by a savage, otherworldly focus. His stance shifted—no longer just Jack Parker the soldier, but Jack poss
Last Updated: 2025-09-19
