Quotes For Sweet Revenge Novels & Stories

“You need a revenge rebound to make that asshole suffer. That’s what you need.” “Yes,” Teagan hollered, lifting her shot glass full of orange juice and then belting back a swallow. “Preach it, sister. You need to hit him right in the pride, HayHay. Make him bleed jealousy.” “Yeah,” Lucy cheered. “We should totally find you someone sexy to shove in his face and say, ha, look at me now, bitch. Someone amazing, and sexy, and witty, and sexy, and…” Across the table from me, Lucy frowned in confusion. “Have I said sexy yet?”

“Why are you wearing red today?” “Because Revenge is best served in red,” Sapphire said and the man stared at her in surprise. “Happiness is the best of revenge you could ever get, that after everything that was done and before and during everything that would be done, the happiness won’t stop and the smile won’t ever leave your eyes,” “Are you happy about the way the event turned out?” “Of course, I wouldn’t want anything to change, it is perfect exactly the way it is” “And if you would allow it, can I call your kids to come on stage?”

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.

Everything Zoe did, Jay would know all too well… Zoe froze just then. By the way, why did he not stop her? "Actually, Jay has been good to you. If you're still into him, you should—" "Hold it," Zoe stopped Quinn right then. "Absolutely impossible. Not on my life." "You're really petty," Quinn said, speechless. "Revenge is a dish best served hot." "It's 'revenge is a dish best served cold', girly."

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.

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.

I would testify against the man who'd once promised me forever. And I would finally discover if victory felt as sweet as revenge was supposed to.

I'm frozen, skin burning, chest heaving. He leans in one last time, his whisper threading through the noise. "Consider yourself saved." Saved. The word tastes bitter. Because it doesn't feel like salvation. It feels like exposure. Like humiliation. Like he just made me a pawn in a game I swore I'd never play. Before I can say anything, the bottle clinks again, laughter spilling over me like poison. The circle closes in, hungry for the next victim. But I can still feel his mouth on mine, his whisper in my ear, his eyes warning, daring, promising all at once.

Before the butler could finish speaking, Jethro gave her a sharp look, making the butler unable to say another word. Jethro looked at the hot coffee and said to Sienna, "Sienna, do what Gemma did to you." Sienna was just like the servant and butlers, she also wanted to blame Gemma for her troubles. However, she never thought that things would get so out of hand. Even if she didn't feel guilty, she took the coffee and glanced at Jethro. "Don't hesitate, Sienna. Take revenge for yourself," Jethro looked at Sienna with a smile.

“He says he’s got backups of something I want destroyed, so I guess we have no choice. Destroy every single thing in that house and bring me every single piece of electronics he owns—but smash it to pieces first.” Marcus charges me, but my men have him restrained within seconds. I glance at Lucian and sigh. “That’s who you fell for? Seriously?” He looks distraught, and I regret teasing him immediately. I wrap my arm around him and sigh. “Everything will be okay, kiddo,” I tell him. “But we need to work on your taste in men. Elena seems to have good taste. She can give you some pointers.” Lucian laughs, and I breathe a sigh of relief.