Romans & histoires Fifty Shades Revenge Book

Adelaide's face grew hotter as she realized that she was trapped in a romantic comedy nightmare. As Mino's lips touched Adelaide's, she suddenly felt a rush of memories flooding back to her. She saw herself dancing on the table at Mino's party, spilling drinks and laughing hysterically. She saw herself singing karaoke, belting out a rendition of "I Will Survive" with reckless abandon. And she saw herself kissing Mino, passionately and intensely, in front of a crowd of cheering onlookers. Adelaide's eyes widened in shock and embarrassment as the memories came flooding back. She pushed Mino away, her face burning with humiliation.

she replied, stepping in without waiting to be invited. The door clicked shut behind her. The place was sleek, modern, dark. Black floors, grey walls, low lighting, and a faint scent of expensive cologne mixed with the smell of cigarettes and masculinity. She turned slowly in the center of the room, standing tall, daring him to look away. “I see,” Damien said, taking a drink straight from the bottle of wine in his hand. "I told you," she said, eyes locked on his, "I’ll do whatever it takes to make you ruin my wedding"

Just when Emma’s hand stretched to retrieve the drive from his laptop, Henry turned with a triumphant smile, “Here you go.” BOOM He raised his brow when he found Emma at the corner of his desk wearing only his shirt, the flashes of the last time when he had sex with her openly on the balcony gave him a swelling throat. He approached her with dark eyes and stopped in front of her. THUD He dropped the book at the desk, and his hands held Emma’s waist firmly as he pulled her closer to him. “Are you really here for the book or something else?” His eyes narrowed and Emma sucked in a cold breath, worried.

“really” I blushed and looked away. He just came closer and kissed me. Maybe he is the best thing that happened to me. ----- Daniel I was planning for the worst revenge I could take. I didn’t know what I should do, or even how, but I knew I don’t want to let Kaitlyn down again. Even if she does want revenge this time and I can't help but do the best for her. I know that she suffered enough. from everything. I took away all the happiness she was left with so now I will have to return it and I will.

In reply to her message, I typed, “I just ejaculated all over my bedroom floor thinking of what you'd do to me with handcuffs.” “I just said you should show me, come on, I deserve a picture.” “Let's meet up instead,” I insisted, silently whispering some prayers. “Text me the time and place, I'll meet you the day after tomorrow.” Yoo, I jerked up from my seat after seeing the message, I was finally going to see the mysterious young girl who kept me on the edge of my seat and I knew nothing about. “Okay, my lady.” Shit! I hadn't read one word from my materials. In more excitement than zeal, I flipped through the pages of my book. The smiles that beamed on my face and danced on my lips could li

At that moment, it seemed to be as if his actions weren't born of revenge, but something else entirely. You don't make your enemies feel loved in revenge. She opened her eyes and was immediately struck by the intensity of his gaze. Those dark gray eyes seemed to draw her in like a magnet. They were dark and deep and mysterious like the night sky. "Why did you do this?" "Wanted you close to me,” he replied and caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. "Wrap your legs around me." Kevin's voice was a sultry whisper as he urged her to wrap her legs around him but seeing her hesitation he slowly pulled her soaking gown up—his touch was soft and patient— exposing her bare thigh and wrapped it

But my hand pushed it open anyway. And there it was. Adrian. My fiancé. The man I had promised my whole life to. Pinned beneath my sister. Her hair tangled in his fists. Her lips smeared across his skin. His voice moaning her name—her name, not mine. The world stopped spinning. I couldn’t breathe. My vision blurred, but I forced myself to stare, to brand the betrayal into my memory. My chest cracked open, bleeding invisible wounds no one would ever see. My mind screamed that this couldn’t be real, but the scent of her perfume and the sound of his gasping breath told me otherwise. The room tilted, and yet I stayed rooted—watching my own happiness collapse.

she added and exhaled heavily. Susan felt heartbroken and couldn't speak anymore, she shook her head and walked out of the room. Zade exhaled and stared down at his feet as he used his hands as a balance as he leaned on the table. His memories got clouded again and he breathed out heavily. ~ ITALY THE NEXT DAY “No, it’s mine,” Kylan yelled as he dragged the book from Kaia. “It's mine!” she yelled and dragged the book from him too. “Get off me,” Kylan yelled as he fell and Kaia got on him since he appeared weak.

Saying no might alert him that I know something. I want him completely clueless. It would make my revenge more sweeter. I run my hand through his soft brown hair, the noise he makes encourages me. “I love you,” he mumbles against my lips, cupping my breasts. His words ring hollow and I realize there’s no feeling behind it. My anger starts to rise but I close my eyes and push into him hard. He matches my pace passionately. The air sings with the heat of our bodies rubbing impatiently together. The last thought that filters into my head before I shove everything away is ‘Nothing will ruin my revenge.’

Chapter sixteen POVs: Zariah & Adrian Zariah’s POV The penthouse was too quiet. Zariah stood at the wide windows, Manhattan glittering beneath her like a jeweled serpent. The city pulsed, alive with its own hunger, but her rooms felt like a mausoleum. Damian’s voice still lingered in her mind, clipped and precise, binding her tighter with every calculated word. His grip was velvet, but it suffocated all the same.