Is She Wants Revenge Goth Novels & Stories

Greedy. He stole my father’s idea and ordered my parents’ deaths. I hate him. And everything that revolves around him. I wanted to kill him. I still do. But my uncle told me that the best way to hurt someone is to take revenge on their loved one. Xander Black is the apple of his father’s eye—his weakness. And the key to destroying him.

"Zac, who exactly is this guy? Can he... Can he really help me get revenge?" Zac didn't answer her question directly but instead asked, "Gwen, do you really want revenge? Do you want everyone who ever hurt you to pay for it?" Gwyneth's eyes flashed with hatred as she gritted her teeth. "Yes! I dream about it every night! I want Colin, that heartless bastard, to be completely destroyed! I want that old witch to get on her knees and beg me for mercy!" She hissed, "And Aspen! It's all her fault! If it weren't for her, I never would have ended up like this!"

The answer came instantly. Without hesitation. Dante fell silent. Aurora smiled. “But the question is…” She stepped closer. Her gaze sharp. “…who is being set up?” Lily bit her lip. Hard. Almost drawing blood. Her thoughts spiraled. And slowly… She realized something. This wasn’t just revenge. This was… something bigger. Aurora didn’t just want to destroy them. She wanted… To make them destroy each other. Aurora turned and picked up her phone.

After what seems like a year, she gasps. A long list of curses and colorful words chanted out of her mouth. She wants her revenge more than anything. however, facing him again after the mess is something she despises the most. "Idea," she mumbled, and with a cherished cat grin, she ran to her oh-so-cool closet, grabbing some denim shots, a "Fuck I'm cool" t-shirt, some black paint tub, and last but not least, some black leather combat boots. Halla, it's my time for ...

She said as she looked straight into my eyes. "But I don't want to take it slow. I want you and Oscar to officially be mine, you can't blame me for doing this. If you didn't hide him for me, maybe he would live a life that he deserves.. which growing up with a dad." I said and she looked hurt. She turned away and she pushed me to sit on the chair next to hers. She kept her eyes on Oscar all the time when I fixed mine on her. "He's my only saviour when my life was crumbling down. The revenge, the trauma, the killing spree, work, you and even my dad. I love him so much and he really reminds me of you." She said without taking her eyes off Oscar.

He asked her. She didn't answered. "Do you remember you slapped me when I kissed you!" He shouted while she got frightened badly. "Yes I do" she replied with crying voice. "Then now I'm going to take revenge on you" For the first time in while she lifted her face up to look at him. "Just watch me in the eyes" he told her. Not even a second passed and he slapped her face down so hard that her jaw even moved and she fell on the floor. Not a scream left her mouth.

She wasn’t that bratty, I figured that out but she wanted to be for the sake of it. “I wasn’t asking”, she retorted an I turned down the heat turning around to face her which was the wrong fucking move. She looked so pale like she wanted to fall on her knees and cry. Her eyes carried withheld resentment and I knew that look. It was the look I had when my Humvee back in the Marines got hit and my brothers died. It was anger and it was revenge. She wanted revenge but I had already done that for her. I killed Giovanni for her.

Well, now something is reborn within me. Let my hope blaze, sweet invisible light, Now it shall burn with flames, Within the eternal night, Its heat shall burn bright with a will nothing will ever tame And if I fall or rise, I will do it on my own. “I need these glamour potions and the smell inhibitor again. I have to become a new person, Stine, with a new appearance, scent everything. I was ready to once again be reborn and this time nothing would make me fall.” The angel of revenge is back and she wants flames/fire.

I threaten, earning a growl from the blond guy watching us with a scowl. “Living like that isn’t anything new for me,” she says calmly. “But don’t worry. I give you my word—what I want most is to get revenge on Oliver. I could never betray my new partner.” She offers her hand to seal the deal, and as a sliver of light filters into the SUV, my eyes narrow when I notice her split lip. “What happened to you here?” I ask, gently taking her chin and inspecting her face. I’m certain she didn’t have that injury a few days ago.

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.’