Better Than Revenge Original Lyrics Novels & Stories

“You don’t get to miss me now that someone else sees value in me.” That finally silenced him completely. My heart leapt for joy instantly, I could not survive hearing another apology tonight. “I have to go,” I said softly. “Lora wait—” I ended the call. And for several seconds, I just stood there staring at my own reflection again while my chest rose unevenly. Old pain sure had a way of reopening itself even after you believed it healed. A soft knock sounded against the bedroom door. I wiped quickly beneath my eyes before answering. “Come in.”

“I know it’s too late. I know I destroyed everything. But I need you to know. I need you to know that losing you was the biggest mistake of my life.” “You’re drunk.” “I’m honest.” I moved closer. “Serena, please. I’ll do anything. Anything. Just stop. Please stop destroying me.” “Why should I?” But her voice wavered slightly. “Why should I show you mercy when you showed me none?” “Because you’re better than me. Better than all of us.” I reached for her hand, but she pulled away. “Because you’re the woman who rebuilt herself from nothing. Who turned pain into power. Who deserves to be happy instead of consumed by revenge.”

Revan barked, attempting to mask the shaking in his voice. The stranger stepped inside, boots echoing against the concrete floor. “Name’s Kael. Business… and revenge… are my specialties.” Revan’s laughter was bitter, hollow. “Revenge? Ha! Everyone’s left me. My business is gone. My wife left me. Even my name… my reputation… is dust. What kind of revenge do you think I can have?” Kael’s smile didn’t waver. “Sometimes, when a man loses everything, that’s when he finally learns to see clearly. You’ve been blinded by arrogance and obsession for too long.”

The degradation is endless and delicious. By the end, they’re both destroyed — covered in cum, shaking, voices hoarse from screaming. Lena’s makeup is ruined. Mark is a broken cuck. Victor and I stand over them, flushed and satisfied, his cum still leaking from my pussy. I look straight into the main camera. “Revenge is the best fuck I’ve ever had.” The stream ends with record-breaking tips. Lena and Mark are ruined. And I’ve never felt more powerful.

There is a dead mouse stuck in the air conditioning unit during summer, filling the classroom with a foul odor. Henry Hudson, my homeroom teacher, instantly blames it on me, saying I don't shower. He mocks me for reeking of pigs and polluting the air in the classroom since Mom and Dad raise pigs for a living. He even insists that Mom and Dad sell our pigs to buy new air conditioners for the classroom. I flush with shame as I repeatedly insist that I shower every single day, but my classmates still mock me and call me "Stinker Tucker". I am forced to transfer to another school after enduring the endless insults and hostile glares from countless people. Years later, I head a major biophar

Then back at me. "Do you know what the best revenge is?" I said. Grace looked at me. The question landing differently than it would have if I'd asked without context. "What?" "Living well. Being happy. Refusing to let the people who hurt you define you. That's the best revenge. Not hurting them back. Not making them pay. Just building a life so full and so real that what they did to you becomes just one chapter of a much longer story." Grace considered this with the seriousness she brought to all significant ideas.

I didn't waste a moment and exposed his past crimes and sordid affairs in a single night. By morning, Lex had nothing left. He trembled uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face. "I've been doing everything I can to pay you back! Why are you forcing me into a corner?" I pulled a wad of cash from my bag and slapped his face with it. "Money? I have more than enough." Then I laughed. "I never wanted money. I wanted your despair." "Lex," I said, my voice dropping low, "I know you're afraid of death. You'd rather live like a dog than die with dignity."

He calmed me down by patting my back and told me that everything will be okay now. "You did a good job." He said as he caressed my head. I started to calm down and get myself together. He helped me wash the blood from my hands. "She killed your mom.. this is the best revenge." He said and I nodded. He wiped my tears and smiled. He pulled me out from the toilet and gave me a towel to dry my hands. I saw Valerie's body got thrown into the fire and my dad dragged me away. I saw his man busy cleaning the blood stains on the ground and I sighed. I tried to calm mysef down when my dad gave me a new set of clothes.

I copied their positions. Revenge was never this fucking glorious.

To make him see what he have been missing. Did you have to do this? I was thinking that you could be trusted Did you have to ruin what was shining now it's all rusted Did you have to hit me where I'm weak, baby, I couldn't breathe I rubbed it in so deep Salt in the wound like you're laughing right at me Heaven shake her head. "Girl, if you are thinking of getting a bloddy revenge-- Stop. I mean not now." I frown and look at her questioning. "Why? Somethin's wrong?"