Revenge By Emmarentia Snyman Romane & Geschichten

She envisioned the look of shock on his face as his world came crashing down, just as hers had all those years ago. But even as her heart yearned for retribution, a voice of caution whispered in her mind. Was this truly the path she wanted to walk? Would exacting revenge bring her the peace and closure she sought? Amia closed the book, her fingers tracing the intricate designs on the cover. She knew that revenge was a double-edged sword, capable of inflicting harm on both the avenger and the avenged. Yet, the desire for justice burned within her, fueling her determination to see her plans through.

They said revenge is a dish best served cold and I fully agree with that statement. Sometimes one needs to wait for the right time to get their revenge. Just as I did with Olivia, making her think that she has won and that everything in her life is going according to plan. Then I would appear and hit her where it hurts the most. She didn’t really know what I was capable of and what I was willing to do to get what I wanted.

His voice was calm, but firm. “Then why?” she whispered. “So you can get revenge,” he said, not softening. The word struck odd and hard in the hum of the party. “Get your life back.” Her breath hitched. “Why?” “Because you deserve it,” he replied. His gaze was steady, unflinching. “Because the bastard deserves everything that’s coming.” Selene’s breath caught, a surge of anger flooding through her. "What do you mean?" "He’s been playing you for years. You think he’s the man you married, but he’s not. He’s nothing more than a coward."

Meanwhile, their gazes toward Arnold and Elaine were filled with unadulterated contempt and anger. Arnold staggered slightly, almost unable to stand. He pointed at my phone and hysterically screamed, "Nonsense! You hired someone to stage this! You'll stop at nothing for revenge, Whitney!" Elaine snapped back to her senses and started crying in his arms. "I knew she won't let us off, Arnold. She's trying to ruin us and Linda!" I coldly watched their act, unbothered to even speak. Their excuses were pointless when the facts were right in front of everyone.

"You saw a murderer. I saw my dad." "I saw the man who destroyed my life." "And I see the man who destroyed mine." Sienna stood up. Shaky but determined. "So I guess we're even now. Both orphans. Both victims of this endless cycle of revenge that never fixes anything. It just creates more bodies." She walked to the opposite corner of the container. Slid down the wall. Pulled her knees to her chest and stared at nothing. Dante stood frozen. Every word she'd said was true. Every accusation deserved.

The image of my parents’ lifeless eyes fuels the anger burning inside me. “Demon. Go ahead. Kill me,” I say. I’d rather die and join them. Kael will finish this. Part of me regrets everything. I failed my mission. His gaze burns into me, intense and unrelenting, but I don’t look away. Slowly, his expression shifts, a dark smirk forming. It scares me. “Uncuff her,” Zavier orders. The handcuffs click open. I push myself up despite the pain in my legs, already taking my stance.

“You were being deceived for so long. Talking you out of it wouldn't have convinced you so it was good you saw it for yourself.” “What do you want from me?” I asked. “You're the cousin of the man who just left me to die after cheating on me, I know you're not here to offer your sympathy,” I added and his lips curved just slightly to reveal a dangerous smile. “You're smart. I like that. I do want something from you. And it's not difficult. At all.” Ethan said, his eyes fixed on me and I blinked in confusion. “What do you want?” “Revenge.”

ROY What have I done? I am sorry, Garnet… but then again. ‘Why did those eyes I began to worship had guilt in them? It was the most beautiful intercourse of my life and to my dismay… she was ashamed of it,’ So I did what I considered right- I broke her heart. I never let any of my girls to even disturb me during my work and I did this with my personal assistant; the woman I wanted revenge from. The woman who managed to hurt me in a delicate way.

I drove towards the beach because in a few minutes, the sun will rise and I want to see my last sunrise before having my revenge later on at night. As soon as I arrived at the beach, I got off my motorbike. I took off my helmet and sat down on the sand feeling the cold sea breeze. I closed my eyes and tears started to come out from my eyes remembering why I'm starting my revenge today. I got up and opened up the seat cushion of my motor bike. I looked at the small brown envelope and took it out. I walked slowly towards the water and closed my eyes praying for my sanity to go for revenge.

We both smiled at each other, taken back to the day we all met for the first time officially. This was the last thing we needed. The last thing to fit in the puzzle and solve everything. I got what my father wanted for the world to know. This is it. I did it. We all did it. I, Layla Smith, can proudly say that this is the day when my revenge is completed. Xx__xX