Revenge Has Her Face Novels & Stories

He reminded her and she rolled her eyes at his words while he annoyedly gave a harsh squeeze at her bosoms, making her whimper in pain. "I will only get rest when I am done with this revenge!" She told him, pouting. "For your kind information, this is my revenge, not yours!" He reminded her. "So what? Your revenge means my revenge and my revenge is only my revenge!" She told him, making an angry face and he couldn't help but have a bite of her puffed-up cheeks which were welcoming him to have his way with her again. "What are you thinking?" She asked, looking into his eyes which were ogling at her face.

The only reason I hadn't until now was because I recognised the part that was drawn to her and whatever those files revealed of her past, I didn't want it to interrupt with my revenge plans for my sister. White spurts of my come splashed on her face, decorating her cheek, chin and the corner of her mouth. I watched as her tongue darted out and licked the corner of her lips and she closed her eyes, tasting me like it was some tasty fûcking dessert. A look of pure bliss crossed her face before she schooled her features and looked at me. I almost smiled. She was fûcking perfect. And day by day it was getting hard to consider her nothing but a pawn in my revenge. Fûck.

"It's my game. And for this game, the rewards are revealed after the act." I gasped in outrage. "Fine. Do your worst. Don't think I won't be having my revenge." He shrugged. "I'm not afraid. I'm in your hands. Just don't damage anything on me that you can't live without. Every other thing is fair game." "What?" "If you damage my face in the course of your revenge, just know you'll have to live with it. I'm not letting you go." "What if I want to go?" "Baby, I'm not letting you go. End of."

"Everything would've panned out right, Bel. It worked in my favour. I didn't want you to be around when I met Adrian." "That's the thing. I'm not meant to be a tool in your plan. It should be 'our' plan. You didn't even tell me Diavolo was there." "He was. Far across the hall, amongst the VIPs." Inhaling deeply, I pushed back my anger, a hollow feeling that I was now familiar with, taking over me. Being tossed around in this revenge game was becoming exhausting yet I had no choice. There was no use hashing it out. "Okay. Let's forget about what you did." I dismissed, turning to address the newest information.

She doesn't need that now, it could affect their next mission! "Mum, Phil wouldn't say a thing. I tru_" she was cut off in mid-sentence by her furious Mother. "Oh shut the fuck up! If that boy says anything it would definitely affect our next mission. Idris would know!" Oh this was about Idris? Its still about this Revenge thing. "Mum, if this is about Idris, then I am sorrycause I am done with this damn revenge." Laura spoke out and this time she was serious

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

Because whether I liked it or not, this was the easiest way to start my revenge for these people. I gritted my teeth. A bunch of men was outside the back entrance sitting like broken douchebags. They looked at me with lust when they saw my shadow. Disgusting people. "Hey, gorgeous!" "Sexy here!" "Come here, beautiful." I looked at them with an emotionless face. I entered the bar, hands inside my pocket, ignoring their dirtiest gestures and voices. When I saw the clock, I sighed in relief because I had arrived on time. Pew! Thank God I was not late.

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.”

Seconds later, I noticed that her face was red. "Were you crying?" I asked, and she closed her eyes. I walked to her cautiously and hugged her. "I want revenge," she cried out. "Revenge for my parents, revenge for you, and me." "Shh, it's okay. We will get our revenge," I said. Deep within me, I knew that my revenge surely would mix with love, love for Morgan. Tears also began to fall from my face. As much as I blinked, it came out more.

His anger was so different from what I used to see in him, but it's the anger that I am liking. "Fuck!" She cursed when Tyron spits on her face, but it was also followed by a slap on Tyron's face, so hard that it looked like I was the one who felt the pain because of how powerful the force it was. I know it hurts the moment that I clearly heard the crispiness of the slap in his face. But Tyron's face remained straight with his eyes glazed over. "Did you see that?" She turned on me. "You should be thankful, I got your revenge." She grumbles but I just rolled my eyes.