Revenge By Emmarentia Snyman Novels & Stories

Florida's voice had a determined tone as she spoke to her new ally, "I have learned who I really am and I will not let anyone stand in my way of claiming what belongs to me." Manuel, whose eyes reflected a mixture of admiration and concern, met her gaze. "Florida, you have the power and the spirit, but remember, revenge can consume you. We must tread carefully." Florida nodded, her fingers curling into fists as she remembered the pain inflicted on her by the man she had once considered her father. "I will not let revenge define me, Manuel. But justice must prevail. The man who left me aside, who sold me like a pawn, will answer for his mistakes."

Perfectly. I straightened my coat and moved again, keeping Sienna in my sights. Every gesture, every word, every misstep she made—or thought she hadn’t—was a thread I could pull. And I would pull it all. Because this time, victory wouldn’t just be about power. It would be about proving that bitterness, envy, and precision could conquer even the most untouchable. Sienna would learn the hard way that some people don’t forgive. Some people don’t forget. And some people… wait patiently for the perfect moment to exact their revenge.

In a fit of rage, she grabbed a kitchen knife and ended their lives, ultimately receiving a prison sentence. The baby was brought to me. I didn’t keep him. After all, this child was theoretically the offspring of mine and Felicity’s enemies. I’m no saint. I sent him straight to an orphanage and never intervened again. Then one night, I dreamt of Felicity. Turns out her spirit had never left. Only after I completed my revenge was she able to rest. She expressed profound gratitude for my vengeance. My eyes welled with tears as I whispered sincerely, “It should be me thanking you for giving me the chance to live again.”

“I will avenge my parents. Neither you nor any power in the world can stop me from killing your entire pack. History will repeat and justice will be served. Xander will be punished for his sins and I will snatch back what was once mine.” “GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HEAD!!” Damien started hitting his head with his fists and pulled his hair in frustration. He was losing his mind. The slight hope in his heart to win his mate fleeted like a flame after Emmaline’s cruel rejection last night. Damien was in his own world, he thought that if he gives her so much love, she would forget about her revenge and accepts his family. Embrace the present and forget whatever happened in the past. But the rage, fi

“You’ll pay the consequences. You’ll pay for snatching my Ned, Noelle. I’ll destroy your whole life, Noelle Spraggins. I’ll make you begging for mercy.” Gripping tissue in her hand she clenched her teeth angrily, letting furious tears out of her eyes. She had retained so much hatred for the Spraggins family. She could feel her whole body throbbing with anger. She wanted revenge. She was so blinded by revenge that she was unable to differentiate between what was good and what was bad for her.

Every time it sees those families get to be happy, the pain increases and it’s rage does too. My name is Vivian Dongalion, I am that lone wolf, and I am going to get my revenge!

Her always-calm and composed face was now clouded with gloom, resentment, and perhaps many things she herself couldn’t even name. After a moment of silence, the man finally said, with restraint, “I’m sorry.” Sorry? What good is a ‘sorry’ now? If anyone in this world is owed an apology, it’s not her—it’s Eli! Eli was dead. He couldn’t seek justice anymore. But she could seek it for him! Yes—revenge! Eli must not have died in vain! Revenge. Revenge. Revenge. Raina covered half of her face with one hand. On her face appeared a glimmer of madness—the madness of vengeance. Her hand was trembling, but it wasn’t from fear or despair anymore.

I screamed at him as soon as I barged in, he removed his glasses and looked at me with a calm smirk. "I asked you something." "Well I don't think I did something wrong so I don't find it necessary to answer you." he said standing up and coming near me. "Wrong? Everything is wrong. Do you know how much difficulty I had to undertake so that my new name could be created? At least do you know what will be the complications of this absurdity?" I asked him and I am sure he can see the fumes coming out of my years. "Revenge is sweet, senorita."

Thought Esmia never expected a perfect answer, she only wants to know the consideration before she attacks, nevertheless she will still attack even without the answer so even if he didn't respond, Esmia will still judge him no matter what the past they had. "I did, I consider that fact but milady did you forget? Your family killed my entire family, and I couldn't forget that day. It doesn't mean you offered your fathers head will not make you a saint! Your not a queen! Your just like your father who see's violence as entire entertainment." So he never forget, ah? Esmia's thoughts was left with the time she spent with him, only to be broken by some kind of a revenge. Revenge to what? What wil

Seeing him with the ridiculous ex-girlfriend of the man she'd been in love with, a woman she clearly considered inferior to herself in every way, as that recording had made very clear, must be like death to Suzan's ego. Yep, Logan couldn't have been more correct when he'd said they'd be bothered to see them together. And, more than that, she herself didn't expect to feel a little pleased to see those expressions on their faces. It was still far from lessening the pain caused by everything they had done, by everything she had heard, by all those horrible feelings that still haunted and overwhelmed her, making her feel like she was nothing... But there was still, yes, a bit of contentment in k