La Venganza Es Dulce Frases Novels & Stories

"What are you trying to say? Livia, do you mean you’ll have your revenge? Please, tell me you aren't thinking of retaliating." "Of course I am," I said, the bitterness coating my tongue like a gall. "I’ll make her regret every word. I’m going to turn her little imagination into a reality she can't escape."

If only am given another chance, I will come with one word in my vocabulary… Revenge!' She thought as her soul evaded to darkness and her body to ashes.

He gave me a small, knowing smile, then told his men to escort my former friend out. I watched her go—defeated again. And still, all I felt was bitterness sitting heavy on my tongue. “You know,” I said quietly, forcing a faint smile, “the aftertaste can ruin even the sweetest first impression.” “That’s inevitable,” he replied. “Revenge feels sweet at first. Then the bitterness sets in—and that’s what stays with you.” “I don’t regret it. Not for a second.” I crossed my arms. “I’ll never regret putting that bitch in her place. If not me, then who?”

It's funny how my life has turned upside down, not like it was ever better, but I'll endure all the pain in this world if it means I get to have my revenge. This is were my revenge starts. Vicenzo De Luca, you won't know what hit you I promise. I'll pay you back tenfold for everything you put me and my mother through.

I whispered, kindly so, a sweet smile playing on my lips. " I won't get consumed. I won't get lost either..Revenge is worth it for me. I would live to just get revenge for my entire life and I would be totally happy. I would even do a happy dance in their graves. That's if they were lucky enough to get a proper resting place. Because in my opinion, my enemies don't even deserve to be buried. Don't you think so?" I paused, shooting him a meaningful look and he shifted uncomfortably.

Wrapping her arms around him she said, "Then promise me you will take our revenge." "I promise. I will not let myself deviate from my path now. No one can do that, not even my wife." He kissed on top of her head and his soul was once again ready for vengeance, for which he had been putting his blood and sweat. The diminishing flame of determination of revenge was ignited once again. ****** TRANSLATIONS: Voglio fotterti senza senso: I want to fuck you senseless. Fino a perdere tutti i tuoi sensi: Until you lose all your senses.

I screamed at him as soon as I barged in, he removed his glasses and looked at me with a calm smirk. "I asked you something." "Well I don't think I did something wrong so I don't find it necessary to answer you." he said standing up and coming near me. "Wrong? Everything is wrong. Do you know how much difficulty I had to undertake so that my new name could be created? At least do you know what will be the complications of this absurdity?" I asked him and I am sure he can see the fumes coming out of my years. "Revenge is sweet, senorita."

*** Sophia hand the ceramic to Ava. As she continued fixing the puzzle ava gave her.. “Yeah… its done” she jibbed and hand ava the puzzle. Its a puzzle of all the Disney princess with a quote below the picture The quote reads; 'Revenge is never the way to get back to your enemy but Sucees is' Her brow creases and she sigh.. Why is she beginning to have a second thought now huh?… She is close and she won't stop, no matter what, she is gonna fight with her conscience.

Natalie looked at him sharply. "If you burn someone in the fire of revenge and get your own hands burned, it is not called revenge. Sweet revenge will be taken when the person you want to take revenge on burns in the fire with a fiery flame and you enjoy watching it from a distance. When you hear that person's desperate pleas for survival, you will feel the real taste of revenge. The more patient you are with taking your revenge, the sweeter the results of revenge will be. We should not be impatient," Lucian said. Hearing Lucian's words, Natalie felt that Lucian was trying to tell her something indirectly.

When he finally spoke, his words were smooth and twice as deadly. “I’m the man who pulled you out of the gutter.” I flinched, shame burning hot under my skin. “And I,” he continued, his voice dipping lower, darker, until it slithered like smoke through the cracks in my soul, “am the man who can give you what you want most.” My breath hitched. “What I want—” He smiled then. A slow, sharp curve of lips that wasn’t a smile at all. “Revenge,” he said simply.