Have No Fury Like A Woman Scorned Novels & Stories

Then something inside of her went very still. Not calm, something older than calm. Something merciless. The Greeks had called them the Furies: female creatures born from blood and vengeance, monstrous women who hunted the wicked without rest or mercy. Nala remembered learning about them in college once and thinking the mythology seemed absurdly dramatic. Now she understood, though, because motherhood had made her ancient too. Protective in ways that no longer felt entirely human. Nala slid silently from the dumbwaiter and reached for the heavy marble rolling pin sitting in the crock beside the stove. Her fingers wrapped around the smooth cold weight of it, grounding her instantly in the simp

, Henry thundered. “I will do it myself. I made the wrong love and husband choice and have paid for it ever since. But now, enough is enough. He has crossed all limits. I have been going easy on revenge. No more. I will bury him alive. I owe it to all the women. Especially those like me, who are not pretty. Neglected and looked down upon by most and suffering from inferiority complex due to our looks, we tend to be easily swayed by little words of praise and love”, Sarah said, her voice getting steadier by the word.

the woman stood from the chair and shouted "do you think I'm a fool who doesn't know that? whole country knows who is she? so what I want her to belong to my son, I want to see the pain in that guy's face when his girl becomes my son's girl" the man felt disgusted of this woman's thinking but he can't offend because offending her leads to his death the woman stood infront of him while pinching his chin, she asked "are you feeling disgusted?" the man nodded his head as no and said "no mam, whatever you do is right" The woman smiled cunningly and sealed his lips with her lips, the man wants to push her away but he can't risk his life, so he stood like a stone to fulfill the desires of filthy w

Scoffing, she just watch the woman throw a fit. "I don't think pointing out a fact is impertinence. What's more interesting is a full grown woman throwing a tantrum like one year old child. You should watch your unbefitting action" she spoke after a while of enjoying Sophia's tantrum but her words riled the woman even more. "You...bitch" "Enough!" The woman is about to attack her when a thunderous voice rumbled. Flinching from the frightening sound, everyone froze on their feet.

Most of them were just resentful that a woman my age didn't know her place and was supposedly seducing men in the village. If they couldn't control their tongues or keep their husbands in check, why should they take it out on a single woman like me? It was pure envy. Whose fault was it that they were so starved for a man's attention? They could just find someone else they could enjoy their time with. Now, I was different from them. After the renovations were complete, Rodrick and Colby mysteriously covered my eyes and promised a huge surprise. Full of anticipation, I arrived at the once-dilapidated house. It was completely transformed now, furnished with toys I had seen online and dominated

It was refreshing to witness the cold bastard lose his composure because of a woman. "Am I not good enough for her? I fucking approached her going out of my way and she had the audacity to tell me that she was going to sue me for sexual harassment." Raphael banged his fist at the table startling both Aidan and Lucas. Lucas placed a hand over his heart. "As if that woman's verbal attack wasn't enough now you are scaring my poor heart too. My heart and I can't handle his drunk ass and his crazy woman on the same day." Lucas groaned.

“I thought I was the one hurting?” “Thane is an asshole. I don't like men like him.” Hilda stood up from the bed. “We're going to wait out the night. If he doesn't show up by the morning, I'm dragging you out of here.” “He will.” Keondra smiled. “I know he will.” Hilda helplessly looked at her. If Thane was here, she would've strangled him with her bare hands. And to think she was rooting for him. All she feels towards him now is anger.

She reached the man in no time. Hell hath no fury as a woman scorned. She now believed it was all true. What she felt right at this moment was like a mother whose child was being bullied by the big wicked monster! "What a daring person you are! You, strange guy, what have you done to my baby!? Don't you know you can't touch someone's possessions? I must say you dare to do this. Wait, just let me call someone here." The man was flabbergasted to see a girl dashing toward him with puffed cheeks.

There was no other woman in the world to make Frederick McKenzie run out the manor’s protection like his pants were on fire. She had played too much, and I had given her a lot of chances, but now she was trying to take my man. What was it they said about scorned women? Hell hath no fury. I fished my mobile out my purse through blurry eyes, dialing the number I only used for emergencies. The Umbrella man.