Novel & Cerita Revenge Is Best Served Cold

"When he committed cyber-bullying and beat Mr. Keele up, why didn't he think of showing mercy then?" "Pity the victim, sure, but don't forget their wrongdoing." Seeing that I remained unmoved, a trace of resentment flickered in Ethan's parents' eyes.

Aline's voice held a resolute tone as she spoke to her newfound ally, "I've learned who I truly am, and I won't let anyone stand in the way of claiming what belongs to me." Ethan, his eyes reflecting a mix of admiration and concern, met her gaze. "Aline, you have the power and the spirit, but remember, revenge can consume you. We must tread carefully." Aline nodded, her fingers curling into fists as she remembered the pain inflicted upon her by the man she had once considered a father. "I won't let revenge define me, Ethan. But justice must prevail. The man who cast me aside, who sold me like a pawn, he will answer for his sins."

His voice was calm, but firm. “Then why?” she whispered. “So you can get revenge,” he said, not softening. The word struck odd and hard in the hum of the party. “Get your life back.” Her breath hitched. “Why?” “Because you deserve it,” he replied. His gaze was steady, unflinching. “Because the bastard deserves everything that’s coming.” Selene’s breath caught, a surge of anger flooding through her. "What do you mean?" "He’s been playing you for years. You think he’s the man you married, but he’s not. He’s nothing more than a coward."

I could feel his rage burning through the phone, even though he was miles away, like a heat wrapping around me. “They did this to you? You lost your leg for that bastard and they still mistreated you? I’m going to ruin them. I swear it.” “No!” I snapped, sitting upright, swiping tears off my cheeks. “No, Ric. That won’t be sweet enough. That’s not the best revenge.” There was silence. Then, quieter and more focused, he asked, “What do you want to do?” “I want to destroy them myself,” I said, voice calm, a dark certainty hardening inside me. “But not fast. Slowly. Gently. I want them to rot from the inside out.”

I have been watching him for a while now, waiting for my perfect time to strike, and now seems like it. I brought out a lighter from my pocket and set that particular photo on fire. I watched it burn with a bright smile on my face, envisioning it to be Easton and his family. I guess the saying ‘revenge is best served cold’ is true after all. They will never know what hit them. I tossed the lighter on the table and walked out of my office. A smile spread across my face when I glanced at my living room. My years of hard work had paid off, and now I had all that I needed to take down my enemies.

Because soon, everything she built would fall apart. And when it did, I would be there, standing, smiling. Or maybe just cackling in the shadows. Revenge, after all, is sweetest when served cold. And victory? That should be the loud, blazing comeback.

The revenge was going to be deliciously slow and when I was done… He'd never look at another woman the same way again. Revenge was a dish best served cold, but now I was going to turn up the heat and you won't have anywhere to run to Xavier. Just watch.

The strike would be ordered soon and the mission would commence soon, I need everyone to be in place when that happens and I need to be on the fire line leading just to get ku revenge but with these people before me. My dreams of revenge are far fetched from the truth. "It would be fine, hang In just a little line and you would get your revenge, remember revenge is the best when served cold '' he whispers into my ears before walking right out the door. I sigh, rubbing my hands against my temples as I crease my eyebrows trying to control my anger and revenge, He is right afterall, revenge is best when served cold and she definitely won't see it coming… i won't stop, I won't rest….I won't brea

And with all the life in me, I will come back again! I will rise from the ashes. And when I do, the Andersson family watch out! Because you will not know what hit you until it’s too late. That’s my promise to you! When I take my seat on the airplane, I finally relax a bit and caress my belly. It’s you and me now! Your mommy got this. I will not cry a single tear for your dad again. He is not worth it! but one day I will come back and take revenge. That fucking jerk.

I’m not even sure she is conscious. Dale and I line up our sniper rifles. He gets Ed and I get Earl. I might not get the chance to torture my step dad in the ways I’ve fantized about over the years, but killing him is still satisfactory. Dale’s words echo in my mind as I line up my shot ‘Not all revenge has to be long and drawn out. Sometimes the best revenge is short and sweet.’ I look over to Dale and we nod our heads to let the other one know we are ready to take the shot. Russ counts down to three, and on three we pull the triggers of our guns. The silencers take care of any noise as Ed and Dale drop to the ground dead. A bullet to the head is the easiest way to take someone out.