Revenge Has Her Face Novels & Stories

She could just end one with the snap of her eyes. "Thank you, Jackson, you're too kind," she forced herself to say, her voice dripping with sweetness. "I might blush my face off!" The crowd laughed louder, and Ava's smile grew wider, but her eyes told a different story. Inwardly, she thought, "After all these years, I'm finally back. It’s time I take my revenge. It’s time I strike back!.” A grin appears at the side of her lips curving into a smile.

I let out a deep breath, my shoulders sagging as I blinked out tears and tried to get my bearings back around me. Just as I was doing that, I felt a hand on my chin. She raised my head up to look at her and when I did, all I could see on her face and in those darkened eyes of hers were hatred and a burning desire for revenge. She wanted to hurt someone and it was just my luck that I was the scapegoat in her periphery to explore the levels of hatred and revenge that she was ready to get into. As I stared at her, she smiled widely. “Now, for the grand finale”

Her face went blank, making it hard to read her expression. Then she turned her back on him. Her eyes darkened with a deep simmering rage. She clenched her fists at her sides and silently vowed that she had to exact her revenge. She would exact revenge for Ravena's death and all the betrayals she suffered. Until she had completely destroyed everyone who had planned her death and until each and every one of them had atoned for their sins, she would not rest. “Let's say I have a personal score to settle with him,” her voice

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

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.

“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.

Fueled by anger and frustration, I open a bottle of water and splash it on her face, feeling a sense of satisfaction as I watch the water drip down her face, temporarily quenching my thirst for revenge. This girl is so beautiful, but so annoying. She is dumbfounded and looks at me. Gosh, this stare is too much for my heart to handle. As I get lost in her oceanic eyes, feeling the depth of their beauty and mystery, I remind myself to stay focused and in control, determined to make her repay for the damage and insult she has caused.

She was full of smiles and it seemed at that moment, the picture was taken on the most happiest day of her life. Her picture was carefully positioned above others with everything else leading back to her. On the top of it all was the word: REVENGE. Vespera stared for a minute and raised, her hand, touching Lorna's face. Her gaze darkened and her face turned pale. "I have been playing low for weeks now, Lorna. I can't be patient anymore. It's time to unleash what I am made of. I have to find who hated you this much to your point of death and I need to make them suffer." These words dropped like poison as her eyes moved from one person to the other in anger.

But it was enough. Her face changed from fear to rage. Pure rage. "YOU!" she screamed. "BETHANY! YOU DID THIS! YOU SET US UP!" Vincent put his hand over her mouth. But her eyes stayed locked on mine. Full of hate. Full of promises of revenge. The other man pulled Valerie out next. She looked calmer. More controlled. But when she saw me in my car, her face went cold. Empty. Like all the emotion drained out and left something dangerous behind.

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?”