Revenge Has Her Face Novels & Stories

He tightly clenched his fist. "Don't challenge me. You will lose. Don't make the mistake of thinking that I am Aris Johnson from five years ago. I am not a stupid man, madly in love with you. Soon you will be able to see my ruthlessness. Her wild eyes scrutinize closely her impressions. "Then you will understand what revenge is like." She got nervous and turned her eyes away from him. She couldn’t look at his cold face. He put a bitter smile on his lips as she steals her eyes like this and took her face in his grip.

Renee knows very well how much Reva hates her, so Renee feels very impatient to see what expression Reva will show later when she sees Renee's figure who is still alive coming to see her. "I can't wait to see your expression when I see me, Reva. I'll give you a beautiful surprise," Renee muttered with a smile on the corners of her beautiful lips. Renee still looks very beautiful even though at this time all that can be seen from the corners of her lips is a smile full of sheer cunning. Yes, a smile that implies what Renee will do next, beautiful and elegant revenge that Renee will show to these cheap women, a pair of mother and daughter who seem to never reflect on themselves that they have

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.

The mysterious figure kicked my shoulder with brutal force, sending me sprawling once more onto the unforgiving ground, a sharp groan of agony escaping my lips as pain radiated through my body. “You—“ “That's payback for the pain you made me feel,” she muttered coldly, her voice like ice slicing through the stale air. Then, the mysterious woman crouched down before me, her shadow looming in the faint light filtering through the cracks in the walls. With deliberate slowness, she reached up and peeled off her mask, revealing the face beneath—Rebecca, her eyes burning with unbridled hatred. Before I could process the shock, her hand cracked across my cheek in a vicious slap, splitting my lip op

She ran it hard to get it to color properly. She finished fixing herself and left her house immediately. She will also use her purple car. She was a violet woman. While she was driving, she remembered Michel's reaction yesterday during their scene. Her face was filled with anger. She did not fail in her revenge. As far as possible, she will use Arthuro to avenge her fake friend. If she was angry and hurt yesterday because of what she witnessed, that is still not enough. The pain she felt was more than double. She didn't see enough anger in Michel's eyes. She wants to make it difficult for her like she suffered when she cheated and manipulated her.

The noise grew louder; now she could make out someone moving in the shadows. "Daniel!" she called out, her voice shaking with fear and anger. "What is going on? Daniel and Kael turned to her, shock and guilt upon their faces. Daniel looked as though he had just seen a ghost, while across Kael's face registered a lapse into anger. "Sophia!" Daniel exclaimed, pressing one step forward. "I-" "Save it!" she exclaimed loudly, for the shaking of her hands. "You're going to betray the pack! You're with them!"

Quinton pressed at the faint red mark on the back of his hand and spoke in a pitiful tone, "Dr. Foster, I know you're upset about your hands. I only wanted to share the good news that I’d just published three papers in top journals, but you tried to hurt my hands instead?!" He had stolen my work in plain sight and won everyone's praise. As for me, I was already notorious. Voices of contempt and abuse rose all around me. Before I could say a word, Magnolia slapped me across the face. Then, she ground the heel of her shoe into the back of my hand. The pain nearly made me black out. "Quin never did anything to you! He's still thinking about you on his wedding day, and this is how you repay him?

“Fine, I’m sorry! Take the dress! I shouldn’t have fought you for it!” Revenge could wait. At that moment, saving my face was the priority. However, Vivian still slashed the blade across my face again. “Oh, now you’re sorry? Well, it’s too late now, wench! “I won’t let you go until I’ve vented every ounce of my rage!” I screamed in pain and turned to Lucas for help. “Lucas, you know my background. Aren’t you afraid of the consequences? If you keep letting her humiliate me like this, you’ll regret it!”