Fifty Shades Revenge Book Novels & Stories

My eyes kept wandering in each section and it stopped in romance. Ooh, looks like someone likes reading romantic books. I giggled looking at my uncle and went towards the shelf. I kept reading the titles and all the books were emotional ones because I have seen the movies which are adapted from those books. So my eyes moved more upward to look at the books at the top of the shelf. "TF!" My eyes went wide, looking at the whole set of 'Fifty Shades of Grey'. It's hard to believe Uncle reads this type of book too, he doesn't look like a romantic person who would read erotic stuff. But why are they kept at the top of the shelf?

" I moaned as his thrust got more faster I come right as he crushed his lips to mine, silencing my screams and moaned, my body shook from the powerful organs as my juices coated his dick He went deeper and faster again this time he come also A/N This is the end of the book one of sweet revenge of a nerd Book 2 coming soon.....

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Aaron said making her pout to hide her blushing. " You have to take a long warm shower with me after that." Aaron out a condition as she blushed knowing his tortures while taking a shower. They entered the library as he made her sit on the ladder. He started gliding the ladder with her as she started squealing. "Just tell me which book do you want." Aaron said as he started finding a book when his gaze felt on fifty shades of grey. He smirked as he asked her. "Have you read Fifty shades of grey?" Alaina turned crimson as he stared in her eyes.

She’s here reading a book while sipping a cup of coffee as if she didn’t just witness something horrifying. “We need to talk,” I exclaimed. She slowly puts down her book on the small wooden table in front of the bench she’s sitting on and looks at me dead in the eyes. “What?” “What did you do?” I can feel my anger soaring up my throat. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” She replied sternly. It made me so mad that I closed the gaps between us and almost slapped her. “You knew very well what I’m talking about…” My voice is shaking.

And they didn’t let go I looked up to see a devilishly handsome man wearing a black suit so precise it might’ve been carved, not stitched. I wrenched my arms out of his grip and stepped aside but he stepped in sync blocking me. “Stay.” His voice wasn’t loud, not harsh nor was it so deep but there was something so primal about his tone that forced me to obey his order immediately with zero questions. I looked up and Storm-grey eyes met mine. My mouth opened. “Who the hell—” “Five minutes,” he said quietly, still watching me. “Give me that, and I’ll give you something better than revenge.”

“If you ever try to blackmail me again, I’ll bury you. Do you understand? I’ll make you disappear, and when people ask where you went, I’ll smile and tell them you ran off.” She paused, her eyes narrowing. “And then I’ll air out every disgusting secret of yours for the world to see.” I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. “Now,” she said, stepping back, “get on your knees.” I stared at her, my pride warring with my fear. “No.” Her eyes darkened, and before I could react, she swung a book at my face. Pain exploded across my cheek, and I stumbled back, clutching my face.

“Revenge.” “What?” “It's simple, Steph. Your life was almost ruined because of your fiancé and his secretary. Don't you want revenge on them?” He asked, his voice holding a mischievous edge and I shuddered “I do. But—” “Disappeare for two years, Stephanie. Your death certificate will be signed. Stephanie will die today. But you'll return as a different woman. As my wife.” He explained, and I froze in shock. “What?”

"We want a plan. We’re not just going to allow that asshole to stroll away from this unscathed." I blinked at her. "What do you suggest?" She grinned, and I should see that acquainted glint in her eye. Sasha cherished an amazing revenge plan. "I’m pronouncing, he’s no longer going to break out with this. You deserve better than being tossed apart like final season’s fashion. So we’re going to make sure that he regrets this." I frowned, my mind spinning from the alcohol and the emotional rollercoaster of the day. "I don’t realize, Sasha. I’m not sincerely in the mood for revenge."

His possessiveness earlier—the way he shielded me from those thugs, the quiet fury that made them run, the way he looked at me like I was his to protect—it sent a shiver down my spine. I walked the short distance back to the Ashford mansion, lost in thought. Every detail replayed in my head: his hands on my waist, the promise in his voice, the heated kiss, the $300,000 wired into my account like it was nothing, the feel of his chest against my back… the way he’d said you are mine. I was smiling without realizing. So much so that I didn’t notice I had already reached the gates. Just then, Mrs. Ashford stepped out onto the porch, arms crossed and face tight.