Novel & Cerita Love Logic Revenge

The heart of a woman is truly sensitive and vulnerable, it can crack just by a single pain and sometimes that crack will eventually turn into big and hatred will be soon felt. "I somehow pity her, she's a victim of love. Why would a man betray a woman who truly loves him? She turned evil because of him, it's his fault." Hera said. I remembered what happened to me, it's the same scenario, the only difference is I didn't choose to be evil and get revenge, I know my limit of doing things and I don't want to lose myself after losing everything I had. It's the only thing that left in me. I will never trade it for anything. "But she killed many people, she deserves it." Lore replied to her stateme

“It’s just that there is such thin line between love and hate.” “Nope, not this one. No love, no line. Just pure hatred.” “Are you sure? What if what you call ‘hate’ is just a deep liking for Dominic buried in your subconscious?” Imogen asked, a teasing smile on her face. Maeve narrowed her eyes at her. “No, Imogen, just….no.” “Fine. I won’t say I told you so when it happens.” “Nothing is going to happen, Imogen. Seriously, what have you been watching?”

"I'm sorry, Abby-bear. When I started my business, Robert was the first person willing to join my company. I was thrilled and proud because I felt I had managed to attract the attention of a successful businessman like him. And that's how I learned of his deceit and wickedness. When I learned that the people he had destroyed were your family, I couldn't help myself." "What did you do to him?" "I ordered people to sabotage his car. I deliberately told them to leave him lifeless so that his whole family would realize that this is called karma." Abby couldn't hear the rest as her tears broke out again. The last few days she felt were the hardest of her entire shattered life that she had spent p

But the doubt was louder tonight than it had ever been. Ben Blackwood didn’t make mistakes. He didn’t second-guess, he didn’t hesitate, and he certainly didn’t feel. Every move he made was calculated, cold, methodical. His marriage to Serena had started as just another play in a long game of revenge—revenge against the father who’d tried to ruin him, revenge against the legacy that nearly buried him. Serena was the perfect pawn: beautiful, intelligent, naive in all the ways that mattered. She was a key to unlocking every door that had once been slammed in his face.

She looked at me, "He still has a soul, unlike you." "So, what the hell are you saying?" I snapped impatiently. "Let him go." She replied flatly, "his drive for revenge is temporary. He will not see this through until the end." I scoffed, "You think I don't already know that? My end is total domination over this sour world. Lorak's is to see Malric's demise. I have already promised him a sweet revenge, he already has blood on his hands," I said sternly, "there is no way Lorak is turning back now and I do not care if your daughter failed to bring Malric along with her, Lorak and I will have our revenge."

Dark silk, soft and flowing. “I’m sorry,” he said. And then he left me standing in the silence of his office. I was angry instantly. This men are not just werewolves killers. They are also men without morals. I carried the dress back to my room like. Every step, my mind spun faster. If I entered Lucan’s chamber, could I kill him, will I survive it? Would it even matter?

he grumbles, "but what intrigues me now is why you changed your mind. Instead of just pretending to be lovers, you also want to marry me? You say it’s so I can silence the rumors about my sexuality, but honestly, that shouldn’t matter to you since we’re not close. What do you gain from marrying me?" "It’s very simple. Today I found out that Oliver and his lover are expecting a baby, and that during the company’s anniversary event, he plans to ask me for a divorce and announce her pregnancy. I think the best revenge I can take is to make him believe I also cheated—and that I’ve fallen in love with someone else. And who better than you, his number one enemy?" I confess the plan I began forming

“You’re full of surprises, Lisa. We all thought if you were going to tie yourself to a Davenport, it would be Dominic. He’s… well, he’s the one we know.” Jace shifted beside me, his jaw tightening. He hated this kind of scrutiny just the same way I did. The next person that repeated the same words, I tilted my chin up and with a steady voice said, “Dominic may be the Davenport you all know, but Jace is the one I love. I don’t need him to be known or validated by anyone before saying YES to him.” That shut them up. A beat of silence passed before Mr. Holloway forced a smile. “Well, then, to new alliances.” He raised his glass.

he whispered close to my ear. “Again?” I asked, still breathless. He pressed a small remote in his hand, and with a soft mechanical hum, a sleek, brand-new BMW X1 rolled into view across the lawn. Its deep midnight-blue paint shimmered under the fairy lights. “It’s yours,” he said, his eyes glowing with happiness. Tears betrayed me first, slipping quietly down my cheeks. “Are you—” I started, but he hushed me gently, pressing his lips softly on mine.

She replied almost immediately. Bowie: Something nice? Where are you taking me? Me: It's a surprise. Bowie: Wesley Chen. Me: Bowie Reyes. Bowie: I hate surprises. Me: You love my surprises. Bowie: …fine. But you owe me details. Me: I'll give you more than details tonight. Now go get pretty. I stared at the screen, a smile pulling at my lips. Three dots appeared, disappeared and appeared again. Bowie: I love you.