Quotes For Sweet Revenge Novels & Stories

He never forgets to kiss my face, especially every time he goes to work. I closed my eyes as I felt a tear fall from my eyes. I thought everything was now okay. I got everything—Styx's wealth, his trust. I thought I would be happy after that, but I still couldn't find the joy I expected to feel. It's like there's still something missing that I can't fill and that even revenge can't cover up. I thought that when I recovered, I would be happy again. I will be able to laugh again without carrying any anger in my heart.

"Today, you win!" "However, I will definitely seek revenge for this!" "Just wait and see!" "You are not qualified to kill me!"

“Revenge.” ‎

“Revenge is a delicate game, bunny. Most people rush in screaming and swinging wildly, and they end up destroying themselves in the process. They give their enemies exactly what they want, chaos, emotion, weakness. Don’t be like them. The people who hurt you want to see you break. They want you messy, desperate, crying in front of the world. Don’t give them that satisfaction. Let them think they’ve already won. Let them get comfortable. Smile at them. Make them believe you’re still the same broken girl they stepped on. Then, when they least expect it… strike once. Strike clean. Strike so hard they never recover. True revenge isn’t loud or dramatic. It’s quiet, calculated, and absolute. Make

Giving him till the end of the day before I go into a full panic mode. It took me a long time to have the strength to get back up and stand on my legs again. But eventually I did. I wiped away all traces of my disgust, anger, heartbreak, and grief, and focused on one thing, and one thing only. Revenge. What do they say about it? Revenge is always sweet, it’s the aftertaste that’s bitter.

Because soon, everything she built would fall apart. And when it did, I would be there, standing, smiling. Or maybe just cackling in the shadows. Revenge, after all, is sweetest when served cold. And victory? That should be the loud, blazing comeback.

“Oh, good. I was worried you’d miss your debut.” I stand so fast the ottoman screeches against the floor. “What the hell is this? Why are you spreading false rumours? I'm mentally unwell?” She shrugs. “Relax. I just told the truth.” “The truth?” I laugh. “You framed me.” “Framed... is such an ugly word, don't you think, Clara? I prefer rebranded.” My hands curl into fists. “Take it down. Right now.” Florida’s smile widens. “Make me.”

"You're—you're going to die if I don't pull it out!" "I'm going to die either way, so why not just choose the painless way?" I let out a weak laugh. As if the laugh had triggered something in me, I began coughing nonstop and spitting out large lumps of blood. Vincenzo's panic increased, his eyes watered, and tears started running down his cheeks. "No! No! No! You can't die yet," he cried. "I just found out that it wasn't just Mia who framed you. Don't you want to stay alive and get your revenge?"

But I will give him a deep kiss afterward so he won't pass out in fear of going through as much pain as I am going through right now. His bitter revenge. My sweet revenge brought us together. I love him and he loves me too. And we will be together till death do us part! THE END!

He questions me harshly. “Yes, I am. I will definitely make him pay; I will watch him suffer much more than what he made me go through.” I said angrily. His question was so annoying to me because he knew how much I wanted to take revenge on Silas. “If you truly mean what you say, then follow me for the store opening. You need to be able to face your enemies and look them in the eye so they see you are fearless. Make them know that you are no longer the same Nuella you used to be. Be courageous, be bold, and be fierce.” Kevin muttered in a very serious tone as he glanced at me.