Fervently Synonym Novels & Stories

Your faithfully, The Friend

[Frenemy: (Friend +Enemy) a person with whom one is friendly despite a fundamental dislike or rivalry. “What makes you think that talking to you make me feel better? Talking to you increase my blood pressure, my depression. Hearing your voice spoils my day, boils my blood, increases the intensity of my hatred towards you, makes me want to kill you more” said Lily while gritting her teeth with every passing word. After Lily’s comment the guy over the phone lost it completely and started spitting fire like a fuming dragon. “Could you be more mean??? I was just asking your whereabouts. Thought you must be terrified!!” screamed the guy in anger.

“Single as far as I can tell, sings of a long-term partner having moved out. Have no intel on who that might have been though, but I’ll keep looking. Do you have a specific timeline in mind for all of this Ren, or are you planning on dragging it out and seeing how much you can get from it?” “You know I enjoy playing the long game Stygian, I want to draw this out, make her want me before she learns to fear me. I will have her one way or the other. The sweet young Fae will be my coveted treasure.” Verendus spoke darkly, the smirk on his face barely hiding his excitement of this challenge. His crystal blue eyes glowed with an unnatural and sinister gleam, allowing the darkness within him to pee

Fully. Forever.

She said. Her voice could not be described. It was not unkind yet she could not help but feel threatened by it. Her tone was soft and gentle. Though that did not correspond with her eyes. Her chin was supported by her hands which were intertwined. Felicity wondered how her nails did not scratch her.

___________________________________________________________________ Revenge is sweet Said when you feel satisfaction from harming someone who has harmed you Synonym – vengeance ___________________________________________________________________________ 23 / 11 / 2021 – Part 2 I watch as he walks around – smiling and greeting every one. My eyes seem locked on to him , I can not move it away. Our memories keep replaying in my head. If I think deeply , I can still feel his hands on my body and his skin against my own. If I really think deeply , I can feel the way he made me feel during those car sessions. Though I used to love that feeling , all it makes me want to feel is disgust. After fe