Dulce Venganza 2 Novels & Stories

] “Oh yes, I had completely forgotten in my haste to prepare for the zombie apocalypse.” Missions: *********************** ° Repay Noah Mason °Avenge Adam Logan and Lena Logan ° Survive the zombie apocalypse ° Get revenge on Eva/ Caleb Carter. ************************ “I understand mission three and four, but what’s up with one and two?” [ Host, you should be aware that the Second Mile leads are meant to be able to compete with the Male lead on everything except the affections of the Female lead, correct?] Yes, I’m aware.

“Just send another beautiful one my way tonight. Before duty forces me to marry some pale, dull lady of on one rich man.” A womanizer? I'm not shocked. I almost turned away, but something held me. Perhaps there was more. Then Lucan’s voice dropped, serious. “We won’t be here tomorrow.” I began to listen attentively again. “You have a mission?” Leon asked. I pressed harder against the door, ear aching for every syllable. “Yes,” Lucan said. “We ride at dawn. Word came that some wolves escaped during the last raid on Stoneborn Village. They fled to Windborn. Tomorrow, we finish what was started.”

"Vengeance, retaliation, retribution, revenge are deceitful brothers - vile, beguiling demons promising justifiable compensation to a pained soul for his losses. Yet in truth, they craftily fester away all else of worth remaining." - Richelle E. Goodrich, The Tarishe Curse * * * * Yuri’s eye twitched dangerously as she strode down the hallways of the dormitories of Hati, with a chatterbox, namely Tohya Tanigawa, talking her ear off beside her.

The flexible tongue nuzzles the soft vagina and stirs inside. He sucked the juice flowing from his vagina passionately and pervertedly. The more he swallowed, the more hungry he became. I miss this place, miss this scent. He sucked hard and made a *chup, chup, chup* sound. Quinn's pleasure increased when he licked her like that, she moaned in pleasure. Harvey didn't want to cause her pain like that night, this time he wanted her to feel the joy of lovemaking and the pleasure he brought.

It was the kind of information that could either bring him peace or destroy him completely. Diluc stared at the message, his mind racing. Yvette was offering him a devil’s bargain. She wanted him back, not just as a business partner, but as a lover. In return, she promised to share the truth about his mother’s death. If he refused, she would not only withhold this crucial information but also sabotage a major business deal that the Neuvillette empire desperately needed to secure. It was a deal worth billions, and without Yvette’s cooperation, it would fall apart.

He crossed the room in three smooth steps and knelt in front of me, his hand resting gently—but commandingly—on mine. “Elena Moretti may be dead,” he said. “But Sierra De Luca is about to rise. To rise from the ashes of Elena. And if revenge is what you seek…” I met his eyes, steady and burning. “…then vengeance is what you shall have.” I nodded once. Fierce. Unshaken. “I want it all,” I whispered. “Every damn piece of them.”

The Twins watched all the news articles they could find on the couple and their eyes locked greedily on the beautiful English Grand Don, ‘Enjoy your free time pretty bitch soon we will have you caged just as all wild bitches should be. They made their plans to snatch her, they were not interested in her family their obsession was with her, she was beautiful and wild, untameable they had heard. The Twins told each other it was revenge for her killing their cousin Miguel but both men knew what was a lie when they looked at her it was with lust-fueled eyes. They could not wait to get their hands on her so they could strip her naked and expend all their perverted lust on her body. The Twins were

Zane’s voice followed, low, patient, and still too attractive for a man sitting on the floor teaching a three-and-a-half-year-old about gravity. I lounged on the couch, legs stretched out, TV remote in one hand and a slice of watermelon in the other. Maritza sat beside me, a green face mask making her look like a glamorous alien. On the screen, a telenovela titled Lágrimas de Venganza showed a woman dramatically discovering that her long-lost twin was actually her husband. “Nice,” Maritza said, crunching on chips. “At least they were honest before the wedding.”

Everyone was waiting for an answer, but her eyes were tangled in the red color of that juice. “ Vengeance. ” She whispered in a low voice. “ What? ” William Adams asked. Ana raised her head and looked back at Damon Alvarado. “ It's Vengeance. ” Ana stated confidently, staring in Damon Alvarado's cold baby blue eyes. “ Well. ” A side smirk tugged up at the corner of his lips, as he stared at Ana. “ Why do think it's Vengeance? ” Damon picked up the orange juice glass, as tension rose in the room.