Novel & Cerita Revenge Is Sweet Quote

Everything Zoe did, Jay would know all too well… Zoe froze just then. By the way, why did he not stop her? "Actually, Jay has been good to you. If you're still into him, you should—" "Hold it," Zoe stopped Quinn right then. "Absolutely impossible. Not on my life." "You're really petty," Quinn said, speechless. "Revenge is a dish best served hot." "It's 'revenge is a dish best served cold', girly."

I struggled against his grip, forcing myself to speak through short breaths: “If you really wanted revenge, Adrian, you wouldn’t have involved innocent people. This isn’t about justice; it’s about power.” I met his cold gaze, trying to ignore the fear gnawing at me from within. “You’ve become everything you claimed to hate.” To my complete surprise, Adrian let go of my neck. He stepped back, his eyes glinting with rage and pain, but also uncertainty. He ran a hand through his hair, breathing heavily, and I could see that my words had hit him, even if he tried to hide it.

He narrowed his eyes: "Sam, step aside." "I won't." I felt a soreness in my throat, choking out the words: "Kent I want revenge against Leila, and you think I'm disgusting, right? So by your point of view, I should be a saint, not resent her for all the harm she had done to me before, and even be kind to her?" He looked very agitated by my rebuttal, his face becoming even darker: "I didn't say that, Sam, There are countless ways to retaliate; please don't choose the most base one. She just beat you up. You could simply hit her back. Why resort to such despicable means?"

However, if one chose to ascend in ranks by sabotaging others, their ambitiousness would be warped entirely. Upon realizing that I ignored her, Ramona's temper flared instantly. "Dana Lombard, you've already been suspended! What makes you think you have the right to stay here, huh? "You vixen! Serves you right! How dare a woman like you lust after Mr. Pearson!" It was then I suddenly recalled the moment when I was pushed down the stairs in my previous life. A voice had drifted into my ear at that time. "You kept overshadowing me no matter what I did! Heck, you even seduced Mr. Pearson! Die, bitch!"

Her sobs echoed through the room as Rufus continued to berate her, his words sharp and merciless. I leaned back in my chair, my wine glass in hand. I took another slow sip, savoring the flavor. Ah, yes. Revenge. It was like this wine- rich and intoxicating. But unlike wine, it wasn’t best served cold. No. Revenge was best served hot and burning. And tonight, it was still cooking.

“_La vendetta è un piatto che si serve freddo."_ Revenge is a dish best served cold. The saying has always amused me. Who said it had to be cold? Why wait when the blood can be fresh and the screams still echo in the air? I prefer it hot, scorching, leaving a trail of devastation behind. The sound of my fingers drumming on the chair’s armrest flowed with a steady rhythm. But I couldn’t say the same about violence roaring in my bones.

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.

Some have already paid the price and in time others will follow. Jasmine ➡ Just listen to yourself.. I'm ashamed of you.. Tell me when you made those people pay, did the pain and hurt go away? Did it? Revenge doesn't make the pain go away.. Even if you kill this man, the pain won't go away.. Just look how your life has turned out.. You're married to me and the gods has blessed us with two lovely kids, you have a good home and People that love you.. What else is better than this.. And the man you want to kill, just look how weak and frail he is.. Remember in life.. What you reap is what you sow.. Don't take revenge my love.. Just forgive the man and move on.. Okay?

The car purred to life, and we pulled away from the estate, leaving the chaos and humiliation behind. In the backseat, I stared out the window, the city lights blurring as we sped through the streets. I should have felt relieved to be away from it all, but instead, I felt… unsettled. “Do you know the best way to get revenge on someone like him?” Dominic’s voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to him, blinking. “What?” He leaned back in his seat, his smirk playful yet calculating. “Alias. Do you know the best way to make him regret every single thing he did to you?”