Revenge In Romeo And Juliet の小説・ストーリー

The words he had spoken so clearly, so damningly. Evelyn had paid for her death. Celine’s gaze lifted and found Evelyn across the table. For a brief moment, their eyes met. The woman who had nearly succeeded in killing her sat there now, calm, respectable, protected by the illusion of civility and corporate process. Celine felt the familiar surge of fury rise in her chest, sharp and dangerous, but she mastered it with practiced control. This wasn't the place for emotion. This was a battlefield of intellect, timing, and restraint. Revenge, she knew, tasted sweetest when served cold and precise.

And the idea of marrying his cousin, becoming Luna of the pack right under his nose, seemed like the perfect revenge. I pictured his face, scrunched up in pain and that brought me more happiness than a lot of things have. To see him in pain for what he did to me was going to be the ultimate revenge for what he did to me. The satisfaction was also going to be worth it. I looked up at Jaime, studying his face. There was no denying that he was attractive, and he had a certain charm about him, but this wasn’t about attraction. This was about strategy. And revenge. What did I even have to lose? I hated that my body suddenly inclined towards it. I wanted to marry him. I wanted to cause Kai more pa

“My family was destroyed a long time ago so be careful how you use that word, not everyone who shares the same roof should be called that…” “…Let’s just say I’m fulfilling my father’s dying wish, what’s so wrong about that? If you were a child that watched your parents get slaughtered in front of you, wouldn’t you want revenge?…I don’t care what you think! Probably marrying into the family that killed mine wasn’t the best choice but it was definitely my best shot! You know what they say, keep your enemies closer. And I’m glad you’re all here to witness my victory!” Listening to Juliet’s short storytime was like watching the documentary of a mentally ill patient who didn’t get the treatment t

I will make sure he will be the next one I send to hell. Romeo Reed. The guy was hell bent on his revenge on whoever murdered his father. He was younger than I had presumed– early twenties. People in that age are ambitious and he was no different. He thinks if he kills Dylan and his loved ones, he’ll establish his name. I have met men like him and sometimes, it’s not just revenge.

To get revenge on someone like Julian, he had to pretend to be a submissive dog before finally biting him when he was caught off guard. "I will get my revenge. I haven't forgotten about the incident in the past that traumatised me until now! Making me feel pain and tightness that I can't sleep well. I won't just let it go; I will avenge my family's death!" Bastian replied with emphasis. "Then prove it. Don't just say it!" said Julian.

“I didn't mean to hurt you Ava, I said it and I would keep saying it, I didn't mean everything I did, you just happened to get in my way.” “Revenge?” I scoffed. “If you badly wanted to get revenge, there were a dozen ways to get it, why involve me? Why use me?” "Revenge is never as simple as people think," she murmured. "But yes, I wanted revenge. I was willing to get it anyhow but I didn't want blood to spill so I decided to involve you.” “You didn't want blood to spill?” I scoffed, shaking my head in disbelief. “Haven't you done more than that?”

Roman asked “ And you think I will give that to you, you definitely know by now that I do not have anything to lose and if you think you can use my parent or Little sis let me relieve you that stress, they are out of the country” Juliet snorted out “What I want is revenge both on Phoebe for tormenting my sis and Alex, calm down I am going to use Sofia and the third prey I am going to be tormenting is you and you are going to be helping me also” Roman rasped with a glare

“So you did it. You killed my father and painted our house in blood. Why? He adored you. He spoke so highly of you, and this is what you did to him?” Roman says nothing. “You did this because I called you and your bitch out on national television, didn’t you?” Her voice climbs, unsteady. “Is that it? All of this, my father, our home, everything, just to get your revenge on me?” “You think I’d kill a man because of you?” Roman’s voice stays flat, almost bored. “You aren’t that important, Vivienne.” She flinches like he’s struck her. Then she straightens, chin lifted, something cold settling behind her eyes.

But deep down, I know that revenge, while sweet, comes with its own burdens. I sit in my office, staring out the window, the cityscape blurring as my thoughts drift. The cost of this revenge weighs heavily on my mind. I’ve sacrificed so much—my family, the people I love most in this world. My thoughts wander to Logan, the man I used to exact my revenge. He loves me deeply, and yet I’ve manipulated him for my own purposes.

“Revenge.” ‎