Romans & histoires Revenge Fanfic

She tasted just like she smelled. “Seraphina,” I gasped into her mouth, placing her gently on the desk. “If you want me to do this, you have to tell me why,” I said, my voice firm. It took everything in me to make her think I still had control. She stared at me, her eyes bouncing around before she finally sighed deeply. “I want revenge, Marcus. I want revenge on your son.” I stepped back slightly, seeing her in a different light. “Revenge?” “Yes,” she replied, keeping her composure. “I want to sleep with you to get back at him.”

He wasn’t even serious with his question, but he was offended by her reaction. “Sorry to burst your bubble but, no. I know it was sudden, and you’re probably confused right now,” she said fiddling with her fingers from under the table. “Let me get right to the point. I want to get revenge. You heard my fiancé and half-sister’s conversation yesterday, right?” “Hmm,” Revan nodded. He placed his hand on his chin and tapped his lips before continuing. “Are you saying you want to use me for your revenge?”

Even if he was, was she ready to face all that would come with getting married to him? She shook her head and turned around to look at him. "I can't do it." "You can't or you won't?" he arched his brows. "Think about this for a moment, Jessica. You would finally be able to get your revenge against Nicholas. You would be able to make him pay for leaving you for your cousin. Doesn't the idea of seeing him suffer and fall to his knees after what he has done to you excite you?" He gritted his teeth as he narrowed his eyes and stared blankly into space. "He would have to address you as his older brother's wife. Nothing will break him more than that."

I gently pushed him on top of my bed and kiss him harder. Revenge was the only thing on my mind at this moment. Duncan was not the only man and I am going to show him that he was wrong to hurt me. I will give myself to his best friend. Let's see how he would react if he found out that I made love with his best friend, Clauros.

"It just feels heavy. Seeing him sweat today didn't give me my old life back, it didn't bring my dad back. It just reminded me of how broken everything is." "Revenge is never pretty," Alessandro said gently. He rested his elbows on his knees, leaning closer to me. "People who say revenge is sweet have never actually taken it. It is an ugly, dirty business. It leaves a bad taste in your mouth. But sometimes, Chiara, it is the only way to clean the slate. You are cutting a rotten piece out of your life. It is going to hurt, and it is going to feel heavy but once he is gone, you can finally breathe again." He understood… he actually understood the dark place my mind was in, and he didn't judge

I could feel his rage burning through the phone, even though he was miles away, like a heat wrapping around me. “They did this to you? You lost your leg for that bastard and they still mistreated you? I’m going to ruin them. I swear it.” “No!” I snapped, sitting upright, swiping tears off my cheeks. “No, Ric. That won’t be sweet enough. That’s not the best revenge.” There was silence. Then, quieter and more focused, he asked, “What do you want to do?” “I want to destroy them myself,” I said, voice calm, a dark certainty hardening inside me. “But not fast. Slowly. Gently. I want them to rot from the inside out.”

“Tomorrow the last friend confesses on live video. Crying. Begging forgiveness. While he talks, I’ll have you bent over the table, taking both cocks again. You’ll come every time he admits what he did to Lena.” I shivered, already getting wet again. “Promise?” He leaned down, forked tongue licking a tear from my cheek. “I always keep my promises to filthy little vengeance sluts like you.” Outside, another notification pinged, more evidence dropping. I smiled through swollen lips. Revenge was burning hotter than ever. And so was I.

Even if I wasn't sure of how I felt about him, he was a nice guy and for the first time, I really wanted to experience what genuine love was, but I could not bring myself to do it. 'I'm sorry, Knox. But I can't' Even after several hours, the pain in his eyes when I rejected him, was still living rent-free in my head, leaving me with nothing but guilt each time I thought about it. But then, I was given another chance to live for reason, and even if finding true love was going to be amongst that, getting my revenge should be my top priority, so I could not allow myself to get distracted. I took the bus today instead of a cab.

The Dark Moon pack was coming-and they were ready to fight. "Sophia," Ash said with eyes of a serious intensity. "Whatever happens, remember that your loyalty is to your family, your pack. We will protect each other." "I know," she said, her voice firming into an unmovable decision. "We'll fight together." It wasn't until the first silhouettes finally cut through the trees that Sophia felt her heart race in her chest. She was ready for whatever was to come next-ready to defend her family, her pack, and the love she still held within her for Daniel, whatever the outcome.

There was a long pause before Dion spoke from the other side of the call, "Don't think I don't know you're playing hard to get. You must have gone mad from the jealousy. From now on, I'll have someone watch you, so you can forget about leaving. I won't let the others from the pack find out their Luna is a madwoman. As for your work as Luna, I'll have Lena take over. You just rest at home." Then, he angrily hung up. But I didn't care what he said. My plan for revenge was already set quietly in motion. Then, an unmarked and unfamiliar number appeared on my phone's screen. I answered with a smile. A deep, sensual voice came from the other side. "I've arrived. Everything's ready. I can't wait to