Revenge And Love Novelas e Histórias

Not to hatred, not to resentment and certainly not to grief. He leaned back slowly. He found himself trapped by love, his daughter's love. He had spent twenty seven years believing revenge would be simple. Find Edward Vale, destroy him by taking Sean and walk away. Life however had rewritten every plan. Now revenge carried a price and that price might be Shannon's happiness.

something is bothering him. "Ahhhhhhh.. hayden what are you thinking... he has took your happiness and family.. now you are showing sympathy to him huh?? he is not that much worthy person to have your sympathy..." my mind reminded me.. I just came out of ICU... when I came out.. ' Hayden think once... may be you are wrong.. he is not the one who took your happiness.. and why are you hurting your Elina... she is innocent... you love her.. how can you be this cruel..??' my heart said.. don't know which one to choose revenge or love...

He asked again in a very serious tone. “Kind of.” I honestly answered. It’s true. But the feeling of getting betrayed was far greater than the love I am feeling. I remembered the sick expression he have when he pushed me off the rooftop and how he shows no remorse after. That scene was engraved in my head and my heart. “Will you be taking revenge then?” “You ask a lot of questions.” I rolled my eyes and tucked some hair behind my ear. I heard him chuckle. “You want to learn from me to take revenge right?” He muttered in a low tone.

"No Phil you_" He cut her "Perhaps, I didn't apologise or perhaps you were trying to protect me from something. I really don't care. All I want, is for us to work this marriage. Be my wife again. Let love rule us. Do you want all these?" Does she want all these? Offcourse she does! She is tired of being a revenge tool. She wants a serious relationship for once in her life. She wants to love her husband wholeheartedly without having to plan any fuckin games. Damb this Revenge Game! Damn his father! Damn her Pride! and most especially, Damn her Mother!! She loves this man and she wants her marriage to work. She nodded a Yes.

Every time the image of their happy family came to her mind, she became more and more determined to avenge her parents. "I'm sorry, Freya. Your family also suffered from my mom's mistake. I'm sorry if my father didn't give you the justice you deserve. I'm also sorry for what I did to you and our son . When our revenge is over, you can do whatever you want to do with me. If you want to kill me, I will not stop you but until our fight is not over... let me make it up to you. Let me show how much I love you. All my life, Ivana made me believe that you were her. I really thought she was the girl I loved then. I thought sh–"

Xinyi'er asked with a smile on her face. "Yunno, it's your first love. I understand that it's hard to let go of one's first love. You don't have to bottle up your anger. Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Long. I don't mean to hurt you." Shi Weiwei said innocently pretending to care about Long Chen feelings looking at him Long Chen glares at her and she quickly averted her eyes from him. "Why will he be angry. He doesn't have to get angry after all I'm his. I regretted being previously in love with a scumbag. Anyone who will date that guy is a waste." Xinyi'er shook her head in pity.

I nodded my thanks, or maybe just grunted, lost in the labyrinth of my self-pity, my anger, my all-consuming obsession. She wouldn’t even give me a chance. Not even a goddamn response. After everything I’d done for her, after baring my soul, after crawling back to her on my knees, begging for forgiveness, for another chance. Nothing. The injustice of it, the sheer, brutal unfairness, fueled the fire within me, twisting the grief, the regret, the self-pity, into something darker, something more dangerous. Revenge. The thought, cold and sharp, solidified in my mind, a chilling purpose cutting through the whiskey-induced haze. If I couldn't have her love, her forgiveness, her… acceptance, then

And on this storm, there were two tragedy-weary and blood-sister women scheming against their vengeance. No daughters anymore. No victims anymore. Revenge of the man who first loved them.

The room was dim, the air heavy with the weight of my emotions, but I felt something shift inside me. A reckoning was coming. No more hesitation. No more waiting. I had let them live long enough. This time, there would be no mercy. No forgiveness. Only revenge. I would make Julian bleed. I would make Lily suffer And Monica? She would wish she had never stood against me. They thought they could move on. They thought they could be happy. But I would make sure their happiness was short-lived. Because the only thing more powerful than love—was vengeance.

"I know it's not easy seeing your ex happy with the same person he cheated on you with. I saw your reaction when you saw them together at his office. It must be hard for you." "I'm okay." I scowl at him. "I have moved on! Trust me! I hate him. I hate everything about him. I hate the ground he walks on." He scoffs, chewing on his food. "What's funny?" "If you hate the ground he walks on, why would you choose to work in the same company as him?" "Because my thirst for revenge is stronger than my hatred for him." "A wise man once said," he pauses. "The deeper the hate, the deeper the love."