Revenge Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Revenge was better imagined than executed, because right now I didn’t just want to hurt Declan and Brianna for trying to kill me, I also wanted to hurt my adoptive parents for just seeing me as an instrument of their sick tussle of wolf power. Revenge looked beautiful on paper, but up close it felt uglier. I didn’t just want to make Declan and Brianna pay, I wanted everyone who had used me, even the Henss, to feel the same hollow I had lived in.

My first kill was terrible, that day Bryan and Natalie had made me angry, I took it out on the rogue and I felt better after watching life slip away from his eyes. That day I knew I was a monster, I killed without feeling any remorse, slayed him to death. That is why Aurelian wanted my head, I didn’t just kill the rogues, I killed them in a gruesome way, tearing them to pieces. I was smart and discreet, finding my way to the academy without them knowing, freeing those rogues with all the security and killing them. Everyday I went to the academy I was risking my life, but I did it anyway. My drive for revenge didn’t stop me, I wanted to die, revenging my life didn’t matter, if I died no probl

Revenge was my driving force, and it fueled every thought and action. As the time came to remove the mask, I eagerly stripped away the hardened layer, exposing my face with a sense of satisfaction. The reflection that stared back at me held no remorse or regret. Instead, it gleamed with a wicked satisfaction, the embodiment of a person consumed by vengeance. With a smirk, I turned away from the mirror, ready to set my plan into motion. Revenge was my only guide now, and I would stop at nothing to see it through. The path ahead might be dark and treacherous, but I relished in the darkness, knowing that it was the only way to fulfill my twisted desires.

For that reason, I press through the hours of the day and night until she returns. Revenge, on the other hand, is a gift. Something to distract me with. I want to make sure he suffers because of what he did to my mate. It’s a little pot kettle for sure, but I’m going to take every ounce of shame I feel about my situation and punish him for it.

His Dad had cut his holiday short because of this and he was sent back to london. "By the time Mummy came out of Jail, she wasn't preganant and we didn't see any baby. We were told she had a still birth due to stress. That was when we all made our decusion to revenge. We wanted Revenge by all means and f it was going to take a billion years to get an opportunity and give our sweet vengence, we would wait" "As time grew, and as I grew I decided to leave it for God. God is the only one authorised to Revenge but you see Laura and Mum. They would never do that. They would never."

Oh, God, she really hoped it wasn’t. “Just say it! Don’t worry about how it sounds, just say it.” Aiden ran his hand through his hair and then sat down in one of the armchairs across from her. He was muscled and lean sitting there looking for all the world like a man who had it all. The kind of man who clearly could have anything he wanted because he wasn’t afraid of hard work. “I want to make your father pay for what he did. I want revenge.” “Revenge?”

she belongs only to me. me: " shut up.. check her.. she is having fever.. I called you to give her treatment not to praise her beauty... " Allen rolled his eyes and treated her... me: " when will she get well?? " Allen: " you said you don't have any feelings then why are you caring her..?? " me: " I asked you something.. for that just say the answer.. " Allen: " uff.. you and your stupid revenge..." murmured under his breath then he said..

I remember the time, this room was ambushed as a payback cuz I shaved off some dickhead's head as revenge for cheating on my friend and later I broke his arm for another revenge. I always believe in paybacks and revenge cuz the satisfaction is so unreal. The feeling of beating someone who did you wrong and hear all those cracks is extremely satisfactory. I have also wanted to kill someone like I don't know but how cool would that be? If not kill, I at least want to shoot someone so that I don't die with any regrets. Not that I would kill someone innocent- pfft are you crazy? I would kill someone who would deserve it, of course. It is on my wish list. I actually have a long wish list.

Now, the two lovers set fire to the company building that has caused them so much suffering. Fransisca felt a mixture of happiness and sadness. On the one hand, she felt very happy because she had finally succeeded in taking revenge and freed herself from the shame and sadness she had felt all this time. However, on the other hand, she felt sad because she realized that her actions would have a bad impact on Miss Veronica and also Mr. Alexander. However, despite all that, Fransisca felt happy because there was nothing that made her feel embarrassed or sad anymore

"But are you sure you trust him?" I glanced out the window, watching the traffic pass by, my mind drifting back to the conversation I'd had with Rigo. "Yeah, I do," I said, the words firming as I spoke. "He's a lot like how he described Luke, actually. He's about justice. Not the kind of justice that's loud and showy. The kind that sits with you long after the world moves on." Isla sat back, her brow furrowed. "They're both driven by it. It's not just about the story for Rigo. It's about what's right. What's just."