La Venganza Es Dulce Frases Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Their little masterpiece of irony." I rubbed my palms together slowly, letting the familiar thrill slither through me. "Time to play some games," I whispered. "New board, same goal. Revenge always tastes better served with gold plates and royal wine." You think all your powers were given for this? El's voice was a hiss in my mind, sharp and disdainful. For mere revenge? "Mere?" The word ripped through my lips like lightning. My reflection's eyes flared brighter, gold bleeding into molten fire.

Allowed someone else to touch what was mine. My hands balled into fists at my side. I should go up there. The option of dragging him kicking and screaming back to the penthouse didn't sound so cruel now. If anything, it didn't sound like punishment enough. But no. What was it Vincent had said again? Something about vengeance being sweeter when given in measures. I was going to measure the hell out of this little fucker.

“But what I got... was the smell of blood soaked into the fucking tiles.” His voice dropped to a cold whisper. “They say revenge is poison. That it eats you alive from the inside out.” He took a slow sip of whiskey. The ice clinked gently in the glass. “But that night? When I saw my mother’s blood staining the marble floor and my father’s mouth was still open like he wanted to scream but didn’t get the chance...” He let out a dark, hollow chuckle. His eyes were distant now, detached. “That poison tasted sweet.”

I will walk with you all the way to the end and lead you to your death. “Til death do you part–” Death would be too merciful for you. “I do.” I replied with a sweet smile. Til vengeance do us part.

Wondering how deep my revenge ran. He thought betrayal ended with heartbreak but he had no idea I would make it art. I paused and turned back toward the bed. “She called mine intentional,” I said as I smiled. “Good. Let it haunt her.” Jade met my gaze with a lazy and satisfied smirk. “Let it burn.” We curled together and the air was still thick with sex and vengeance and satisfaction. Somewhere, Eva was screaming and Max was losing his mind and I was smiling against Jade’s skin because revenge was never supposed to be quiet.

I will surely get to the root of this and get revenge! Those wicked people that murdered my parents should get ready for a taste of my vengeance!

Leaning back in my chair, I let a slow, venomous smile spread across my face. “This isn’t the end,” I whispered to the empty room. “This is only the beginning.” And I savored the taste of revenge blooming on my tongue.

Her thirst for Aiden’s blood grew stronger by the moment, the need for revenge smoldering in her soul like a dying ember Seeing the raw emotion in Taylor’s eyes, Scarlett released her embrace and grasped her hand. With a solemn tone, she began to speak, “Watching him fall will be sweeter than swift revenge. Revenge, after all, is a dish best served cold.” Taylor’s face lit up as a wicked thought crossed her mind. “What if we made him suffer a little every day? That way, we can enjoy his downfall without ending things too quickly,” she suggested, a sinister smile creeping across her lips.

My teeth ached from gripping. Revenge is not a single strike. It is a long, patient thing that makes small demands until the edifice collapses. I had reach. I had time. And when I said I had nothing left to lose, the truth of it stung my tongue like salt. ************ AUTHOR’S NOTE Hi beautiful readers,

"Usually I'm teaching them to survive kidnappings or active shooters. This is my first revenge training, it should be fun." ‎ ‎"Revenge training." ‎ ‎"That's what we're calling it, right? Training you to survive long enough to destroy the woman who tried to kill you?" Jade smiles. It's sharp. "Damian filled me in. I read your file. I read Aurora's file. I read all eight files. That bitch needs to burn." ‎ ‎I liked her immediately. ‎