Revenge Face Novels & Stories

And in that stillness, I saw guilt crawl beneath his skin. "She's no longer your responsibility," I said—voice low, steady. Sharp enough to draw blood if he actually listened. A muscle jumped in his jaw. "And she was never yours either." My hand moved on instinct. I grabbed his collar and yanked him forward. Our foreheads almost collided. "Cut the bullshit." Damon's eyes didn't flinch. Just stared. Unblinking. Controlled. God, I hated that stare. That damn Laurent mask. The one that stayed smug even when everything around him was going up in flames. He looked like a man standing in the ashes of what he'd ruined and still had the audacity to believe he did the right thing.

Even though I was olive skinned, my cheek would be an angry red. "Next time you touch me, your face won't know what hit it. Better keep your threats to your self, Adrianne. Don't want mummy to get pissed at the rumours." I was shaking with rage and I wanted to wipe that stupid smug look off her face. I inhaled and exhaled, trying to remove the anger from my system. I will have my revenge. This is going to be good. I thought, rubbing my hands, anticipating my plan. Becca's POV

Instantaneously, he ignited the car and drove off. “Fuck!” One of the men, clan in black, groans. He removed his ski mask. Which made her see his face. He had a deep cut on the side of his cheek and was beardless. The man who shot Simon, that face she had to remember until she has her revenge on him. The bastard! She would make them pay, for hurting them, hurting her family. And taking away everything they owned. They would pay! Her knuckles turned white, as she clutched tightly. She wiped the tear from her eyes. And watch her brother slowly slip away.

She had to tolerate for Mrs Smith's sake and for the fact that she still has a long way to go in this organization so she can be able to take revenge. She picked up the phone and was thrilled to bone marrow. Her eyes widened, her mouth fell loose and she shivered. How did he get to see the sex video? "What? Do you understand now? Oh, you finally lost your voice, huh? Talk to me you slut!" He barked, Sophia rose immediately and gave him the shock of his life. A slap across the face and he saw stars, "don't you dare insult me you animal! Yes, this is me, so what? Are you a saint? You are the one that did this to me and you have the guts to call me a slut!" She yelled at him.

My repaired heart is only asking one thing from the day I became numb is Revenge. See u soon XAVIER REVENGE IS ON I am back for my VENGEANCE -Yours love with lots of hatred Jasmine

“You’re playing with fire, Maria Hawplat. And the path you’re on? It’s about to burn you alive.” That got her attention. Her smile dimmed. “H-How do you know my name?" She stuttered. "What do you want from me?” I leaned in, tapping my perfectly manicured nail against my cheek. “Revenge. On the woman who did this to me.” She rolled her eyes. “And that’s my business… how?” I arched a brow. “Because the one who wrecked my face is the same one you’re out here impersonating.” That shut her up real quick.

His tongue slithers around his upper front yellowy teeth, like a filthy snake. "Revenge?" "That's right... revenge." That bushy caterpillar unibrow of his wiggles suggestively. "You're sick!! Get the hell out of my way!!!" I bellow, my eyes consistently zooming past him toward the half-open entrance. "You left me, I won't allow it again." Hamdard continues, face deforming into a horrid expression. "What do you want?!" I shriek. "I told you already, revenge." His bulging eyes grew even more bulge. It was almost as if they would pop out any second and roll around on the floor.

“You want to see the look on their faces? The ones who did this to you? The ones who lied? The one who called you a ‘thing’?” ​How did he know that? Had he been listening? ​My breath hitched. Tiana. Greta. Their smug, triumphant faces. ​“You want revenge, don’t you?” he whispered, his voice stroking a tiny, cold ember of rage deep inside me. ​I stared at him, my focus narrowing. ​Revenge. ​“They… they have to see…” I whispered, my voice raw with a new, dark emotion. ​“Precisely,” he said, a genuine, terrifying smile gracing his lips. “But they won’t see you if you die here. So, I’ll say it one more time. Get. Up.”

I felt determination well up in me as I looked at the fierce expression on Zane’s face. “Yes. We will make him pay for what he did.” I felt my power react to my rage, and I knew that my eyes would be glowing in response to that. All these years, I had been searching for a faceless enemy. But now, the enemy had a face, the face of my beloved uncle. I will make him rue the day he decided that he would destroy anyone and anything in his path to the power he craved. My rage now had a target and I wouldn’t rest until I get my revenge…

I shrugged my shoulder, actually, I don't know why I saved him it's not like I'm a good person but when I was crawling away after I managed to free myself from the cross I was tied to, I was bleeding so bad cause Sherly shot me and damaged my face I was close to losing consciousness, I stumbled upon him and noticed he was still breathing and I injected him with a drug which made us unconscious for five hours, I was the first to wake up and noticed we were now in the mortuary ready to be buried, luckily my phone was still with me, I was able to call Scorpion my long lost friend who helped us out and brought us here My face was so damaged and when the doctor suggested a plastic surgery I knew