Revenge Is A Fool's Game Novels & Stories

Dante’s expression did not change. Because finally— he was starting to see everything clearly. Victor had deliberately kept feeding his hatred. Kept pushing his emotions out of control. Kept driving him against everyone around him. And all this time— Dante had allowed himself to be used. “Damn it…” he muttered bitterly to himself. Victor watched him for several seconds. Then the older man said quietly, “You’ve always been a fool.” Dante slowly lifted his head. And now, his expression looked far calmer than before.

A frown etched on her forehead hearing the word 'revenge' and she opened her eyes slowly. "Revenge?" She asked perplexed and it hit him that moment. What the fuck has gotten into his mind? Why is he behaving out of character? She doesn't need to know about his revenge. He didn't forget about his revenge but he's not going to hurt her anymore and he was sure of that. He means no harm to her but she doesn't need to indulge in this filthy game. He can't tarnish her innocence by involving her in this dirty game of revenge. He had no choice except to lie. If it can keep her away from the destruction he would lie to her.

It was a sad life that she watched unfold every night she was there. All of a sudden, a hand came down smacking hard on her behind. Stupid, she should have been paying attention, what is wrong with her tonight? She turned around and punched the guy straight in the jaw. He staggered but didn’t go down. Robert is grabbing his bat and yelling behind the bar for security. The stupid idiot who touched her was coming towards her again obviously drunk and cussing that no little girl can punch him. He grabbed her hair to lift her off her feet just as a hand shot between them and encircled his throat.

ZICO had been up in the game for so long and it's a pity that Senior Bleak had to employ an enemy who not only killed his precious daughter but still plotted to take all that he had labored for years. "When you are blinded by revenge, you go on a quest without asking questions and when the truth clears in your eyes, you realize that you have been fooling around all the rest of your life and you will be called a fool of all the time. Revenge is not always the answer," the Boss said to himself as he swung his seat to and fro. ***********

he walked towards her, making her realise she spoke the words out aloud, his reply confused her even more leaving her frustrated with no answers “Revenge.” “It can turn the most righteous man to the villain, it can ruin lives just like I will ruin yours, darling.”

"Their little masterpiece of irony." I rubbed my palms together slowly, letting the familiar thrill slither through me. "Time to play some games," I whispered. "New board, same goal. Revenge always tastes better served with gold plates and royal wine." You think all your powers were given for this? El's voice was a hiss in my mind, sharp and disdainful. For mere revenge? "Mere?" The word ripped through my lips like lightning. My reflection's eyes flared brighter, gold bleeding into molten fire.

"It's time to face our demons and make them pay for every tear we shed because of them." At that moment, determination burns stronger than ever. The night of the banquet approaches, and I am ready to confront Derya Arslan and the Arslan family, to expose their true nature, and to put an end to the oppression we have suffered for so long. Revenge is about to be fulfilled, and there will be no mercy for those who have hurt us. Justice will be served, and I will be the instrument that will carry it out. Enise approaches me and embraces me tightly, and I reciprocate the gesture, gently stroking her back. I can feel her gratitude and affection in that hug, and her words deeply move me.

My ability to fry someone's brains, and of course she deserves it. I let go of the wheel and relaxed, concentrating on her, wishing with every fiber in my body that her head explodes. I wanted her to feel the pain she's caused my family, I wanted her to feel she pain she inflicted on my Mom. She didn't deserve any kindness and I wasn't going to hold back, it was time to get my revenge. Not long, her hands on the wheel tightened and she screamed out in pain, bleeding from her nose and ears. I didn't stop though, I didn't think it was enough yet.

"It's your fault! It's all your fault!" "What? It's obviously your fault! I was on Mr. Leeds' side! You're the one who convinced me to believe Yves, saying that his major was in Food Safety, so he's smarter and more trustworthy than Mr. Leeds! Look what happened! I was the one who was tricked!" "Don't even mention that asshole Yves! He's probably hiding with his parents somewhere!" "If I ever catch him, I won't let him off the hook!" Amidst their angry shouts, Steve, who had once been saved by me but then betrayed me, suddenly dropped to his knees.

Oliver mocks, "or maybe you’re just trying to steal my ideas again, like you’ve been doing lately, creating cheap knockoffs of my products. Remember, sometimes you lose, sometimes you win. That’s business—especially for those of us who know how to play the game." "This isn’t the first time you’ve done this to me. I’m certain you just tweaked my formula and passed those perfumes off as your own," I spit, absolutely sure of what I’m saying. "It’s not my fault you’re a fool when it comes to business. I can promise you, I’ll destroy you completely very soon." Without thinking twice, I raise my fist and slam it into his face a couple of times, catching him off guard so he can’t defend himself.