Revenge Is A Fool's Game Novels & Stories

I knew every trick in the book, every hidden move, every secret tactic. They were just pawns, playing a game they didn't even understand. And I was the one holding the reins, guiding the game to its inevitable conclusion. They would never be smarter than me. I would always be one step ahead, waiting for them to make their next move, waiting for them to fall into my trap. The decision was made. I would put my plans for revenge on hold, temporarily, and focus on retrieving her. She was, after all, a valuable pawn in this game, and I needed her by my side if I was going to take down that bastard.

That I’m just an emotional wreck who can be steered wherever they want me to go. I have loved them with all my heart while they used me for so long that now, to them, I’m a joke. But what they don’t realize, what they’ll never see coming is that I’m going to use that exact illusion against them. Let them underestimate me. Let them think I’m crawling back for love. Because while they’re busy playing their games, I’ll be playing my own. They will relax and let themselves go and when it’s all said and done, I won’t just have my house or my name or my father’s assets.

Rolling my eyes, I simply sent a thumbs-up emoji and looked out the window. Mom and Mr Willis wanted to make a big, open declaration of where they stood, but I convinced them otherwise, stating that the Trojan horse move is a move that your opponents never see coming and one that will do more good in this situation. Of course, they jump at the chance, unaware that I had my own trick up my sleeve. After joining their team, I had to go back home and reevaluate. Mom and Mr Willis had their own vendetta. I needed to discover mine….that's what pushes my passion and drive for revenge.

The lines between hate and love blurred, forcing her to confront the complexities of her own emotions. As the silence lingered, Florida and Beta found themselves caught in a delicate dance—a dance of revelations and unspoken truths, where past wounds collided with unexpected connections. In this pivotal moment, Florida's journey of revenge took an unforeseen turn, opening a path to rediscovering the depths of her own heart and the possibility of forgiveness.

you insulted me, I planned a revenge, you fallen for me like a fool even after knowing what kind of person I'm, you used me for your fame and name, I used you to fulfill my desires moreover to fulfill my oath, I told you already you yourself will sleep with me, it happened, for that I spent some dollars on you, it's not a big deal for me, because I got my revenge but I can say onething, I was satisfied a lot with you that night, the most wonderful night in my life" viola slapped liam and held his collar while asking "why? what I did to suffer all these? say that you're lying, say that you loves me, speak" liam pushed viola aside and said "you fool I'm not lying, I never loved you, you asked

She was so easy to play with that it was funny. She pointed at me and tried to reach for me again, but Seth pulled her back. “She is the one who did this!” “She doesn’t have sex videos all over the internet. Tell me the truth, Celeste. For fucking once in your life, can you be fucking honest?” “Yes, but it was a long time ago, and it was in college. It was Ivy—” “I can’t believe you would do something like this. No wonder this is happening to you. Someone is taking revenge against you for all you have done. Ivy was right. This is karma. I don’t want anything to do with you.”

"You know what Devan, maybe you don't get it yet, but Cullen's ahead of us in this game, and the more we slack behind, the more he wins." I raised my brows at her, stupefied at her very words. "All these seems like a game to you isn't it? I mean Robb's death, my crippledness, and everything else that's been happening, it's all a game to you, isn't it?" She nodded, and shrugged. "It is a game, Devan. A silly game of love and revenge." She stated, as we both glared at each other for a moment, before I backed down.

I screamed at him as soon as I barged in, he removed his glasses and looked at me with a calm smirk. "I asked you something." "Well I don't think I did something wrong so I don't find it necessary to answer you." he said standing up and coming near me. "Wrong? Everything is wrong. Do you know how much difficulty I had to undertake so that my new name could be created? At least do you know what will be the complications of this absurdity?" I asked him and I am sure he can see the fumes coming out of my years. "Revenge is sweet, senorita."

It reminded me of the countless nights I had spent weeping over losses I couldn’t understand. Not this time. This time, I would play the game better. I would use the alliances they never expected me to build, the strength they underestimated, and the knowledge they didn’t think I’d possess. My end game wasn’t just revenge, it was justice. And justice demanded patience, cunning, and a heart cold enough to withstand the fire of retribution. For now, I’d let her believe she still had the upper hand. Let them all believe it. It was the first step in dismantling their illusions.

Maybe old age, constantly plotting revenge plans and overthinking wasn't a good combination. "If you think this is over than you're deceiving yourself. See that unborn child of yours? I'm coming for it. I'm also coming for that lover of yours and that nuisance you call a brother and placed in my company! I'm going to ruin everything for you while I let you watch! And then at the end, I'll fucking kill you! I'll kill you just as I killed you fucking parents!" "Now you see, that's where you're wrong. This game is over and you don't have what it takes to bring me down anymore."