Revenge Fanfic นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“ you want that dog to find her then? Fucking find her, take her back, and get his son to fuck what’s mine? ” Valerie picked her head up and glared back at me. “ you are losing yourself to the hate. And you will lose her to this hate. ” “ Hate? ” I licked my lips before a grin stretched across them. “ I don’t do love…or hate. But vengeance…yes. Revenge is second nature to me. ” “ She didn’t do anything to you. ” Valerie hissed. “ And I am not doing anything to her. ” I let her go when she fucking asked me to finger fuck her. “ I am treating her nice. ”

I also had to work very hard to get those mafias to spare my life. “Bastard, I will definitely kill you.” With that, Duane left with an angry face. I guess he's planning to get his revenge on me in the most painful way, so I have to leave the factory as soon as possible. At least in another area, he wouldn't dare kill people. But when Alva wasn't here, PSS wouldn't let me go anywhere else, so I tried to stay away from Duane, thinking that would make the hatred in his heart subside. But on the contrary, Duane thought I looked down on him, he almost killed me.

"It's time to face our demons and make them pay for every tear we shed because of them." At that moment, determination burns stronger than ever. The night of the banquet approaches, and I am ready to confront Derya Arslan and the Arslan family, to expose their true nature, and to put an end to the oppression we have suffered for so long. Revenge is about to be fulfilled, and there will be no mercy for those who have hurt us. Justice will be served, and I will be the instrument that will carry it out. Enise approaches me and embraces me tightly, and I reciprocate the gesture, gently stroking her back. I can feel her gratitude and affection in that hug, and her words deeply move me.

You did not expect to see it, did you? This one was a bit difficult to find, I'll confess. He was very vigilant, a most cynical fellow. I had a lot of fun with him. Revenge is such an effective drive, don't you think? I hope you're not slacking. You're supposed to feel the heat. Everyone will die, and you'll be last. So no need to chase me around, we'll meet soon. I promise. Till then.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

It is she who should be angry and the one who showed anger was the other one. When the cupids were giving each other exhausted glances, an annoyed voice called, “MOM!!!” Slapping her own head remembering she got Arman late for his school, Aisha said, “I have to go too.” After planting a small peck on Arif’s cheek and doing a quick hug with Aliyah, she screamed while walking out of the mansion in hurry with holding an annoyed Arman’s hand, “BYE!!!” Sitting on the sofa nearby, Arif and Aliyah were the only people left in the home except for the workers. "Hassan has told Simran about him being part in this Revenge shit of Ali," Arif said to Aliyah who looked at him in shock.

Revenge was a complex game, and I was playing it for the ones I loved. I had scores to settle – against the three men who had caused so much pain in my life, Chirkov for his deeds against Anya and my mother, and Maksim for his attempt on her life. It was time to unleash the full force of my determination. Walking back to my room, I paused at the entrance, steeling myself for what lay ahead. Anya was in there. As I entered, I found her peacefully asleep on my bed. An overwhelming warmth filled me at the sight.

“Yes, me. And now, you're mine.” I glared at him, my heart pounding in my chest. “What do you want?” He leaned forward, his eyes glinting with malice. “Oh, I think you know what I want, Dante. I want revenge. Revenge for what you did to me.” I shook my head, trying to clear the cobwebs. “I didn't do anything to you,” I said, my voice shaking with anger. Victor's expression darkened. “Didn't you? You took everything from me, Dante. My position with Powell, my reputation… my life. And now, I'm going to take everything from you.”

“Calm yourself. The shares you sold? You’ll get them back soon... more than that, actually. I don’t ask you to sacrifice without reward. You’ve proven your loyalty already.” He swallowed, breath shaking, not in fear, but in the kind of rage that made the air sharp and metallic. “Spare me the compliments,” he snapped. “When do we start?” Another chuckle, and then a slow exhale. “Start? Oh, my dear boy… the revenge has already begun.” His grip tightened even further. “Explain.” “My target isn’t only Cassie, though I know she’s the one who shredded your pride, your sanity, your very identity.”

But even as I said it, I wasn’t sure who bothered me more—the man hiding in Italy, or the fire burning inside the woman lying beside me. Because when Savannah set her heart on revenge, there was no going back. I mean, that's what led us to this point. When Savannah wants revenge, she'll do anything to get it. And God help anyone standing in her way.