Grudge Novelas e Histórias

“ What makes a person ungrateful ? “ asked Damian . “ Eh ?…….Ungrateful ?……Was there someone who dared to be ungrateful to you boss ? “ asked Derrick surprised . “ Yes ! A person who often manages to get on my nerves but I still can’t really get rid of him . That’s the most annoying part . “ said Damian irritated . ‘ Ahhh…..It looks like Antonio was the one who picked on him . ‘ thought Derrick with a nervous smile . “ So….What did Antonio do that made him ungrateful ? “ asked Antonio . “ Angelo was hit by ab car and I went to help him, check on him at the hospital . He needed blood and I also gave him some of my blood . I saved his son’s life , I gave him as a gift one of the most precious

"Let's just say I've made my share of enemies over the years. But I'm not afraid of them. I'll do whatever it takes to protect myself and my business." As they spoke, Miriam couldn't help but notice the prince's confidence. He seemed almost...smug. Like he knew something they didn't. "Prince Salim, can I ask you something?" Miriam said, her tone probing. "Of course," the prince replied. "Do you know anything about the graffiti left at the crime scenes?" Miriam asked. "The one that says 'I AM FURY'?" The prince's expression didn't change, but Miriam detected a flicker of something in his eyes. Interest? Recognition?

What more astonished him was her audacity to experiment with his temper when he had not more than an hour ago showed her what he was capable of. His jaw twitched even before she opened her mouth. "I feel guilty" A thick drop of tear tumbled down her cheek as she continued to talk. Her finger poked his chest, unable to prick deep enough in his skin, yet accessing his heart. "She is the only friend I have. If you hurt her, I'll never forgive myself, let alone you" "I lost ten fucking million dollars ton-" "For a drug deal with fifteen year olds as your target" "I don't care who my customer is"

It was so intense, like they were telling me something, they held a promise. But promise of what? Destruction. A small voice in the back of my mind hummed. Fresh tears escaped me as I started crying. Vengeance. That's what his looks held. Hunger for revenge. I gulped as the severity of the situation dawned on me. The man seemed insane and I had to stay away from him. Or else he might destroy me. And this time, I will be shattered completely.

The disagreement had escalated into a full-blown falling out, and now I found myself considering an unthinkable alliance with a rival pack to take him down. I took a deep breath, the crisp night air filling my lungs, as I made my way through the dense undergrowth towards the border that separated my pack's territory from that of our rivals. My mind was filled with doubts, but the fire of my anger pushed me forward. I would confront their alpha and negotiate terms. If they were willing to fight against Matt, I would join them. If not, I would find another way. The sound of snapping twigs and rustling leaves filled the air as I approached the border. I knew I had to be cautious. Rival packs we

He lusts towards her. And the blocked senses of his mind actually accepted his unacceptable acts without any hesitation. He felt no remorse in touching her or ruining her beyond the limit. He felt contented and that was enough for him. But was his contentment enough for her? _______________________________________ I know the limit of him being ruthless is going out of hands but you need to understand revenge is something that blinds you to the extent that you started thinking whatever you're doing is right even when it's absolutely wrong. The spicy twist story is going to start now. So be ready. Keep on taping on the star button to show your love. Till the next Adios.

I never go looking for trouble or tossing gauntlets hoping someone stumbles into it like Eva, I mind my business but no one hurts my person. If Benedicto is hurting that poor girl again his days are numbered. To hurt my friend is to hurt me and I hold a grudge, I water it, feed it and wait until a time I can get even and I always get even, I am never the bigger person, I do not forgive and forget as I despise feeling cheated. I bite the side of my cheek, nodding as I think, “We need to investigate, and then come up with a plan of action.” **

- On the other hand, Penelope couldn't swallow the anger and the hatred in her heart grew when she recalled the severe humiliation she had suffered at Ember and Caleb's hands. It was all Queenie's fault for betraying her! Penelope couldn't let it go. She made a phone call with a ferocious gaze as she gritted her teeth. "Hey, I want you guys to take care of someone." Shortly afterwards, a mob of gangsters wearing leopard print clothes and earrings came to Penelope. A nasty man swung the stick in his hand and asked arrogantly, "Ms. Ferguson, whom do you want us to take care of this time?"

" He screeched coldly and I felt my bones cold. Anger burned inside of me like molten magma. The bastard I had sought to hunt down was standing in front of me and I couldn't do anything. I grind my teeth, thinking of the horrible death that awaited him. "I will send you to hell….." I slurred, not able to swallow my contempt. "You want to give me the cruelest death? I hold a greater grudge against you! You killed my father!!" I yelled. "Hump!" He held my neck in place and struck me hard and repeatedly on the face. Blood spilled from my cut and I moaned, shaking vigorously with anger.

the one that was already filled with my insatiable desire for vengeance? I felt my heart burning with more hate for the beast standing in front of me—if that was even possible because I knew I had reached the maximum level of hate a human can have for another. "Thank you," the words burned my throat. Thank you? for what exactly? killing my father? making me miserable? destroying my carefully planned life and ambition? The irony was unbearable.