Revenge Love Mga Nobela at Kwento

Officer Lexi went and sat on one chair signaling Angelina to do the same. Officer Lexi started with the questions required to ask, “Did you have any hands in the murder of Nicole and Peter Winter?” Angelina immediately but confidently replied, “Of course not. I would never ever kill my own parents.” “Did you have any fight with them yesterday?” Was Officer Lexi’s next question. Angelina took a minute to reply as she felt guilty of the fight that happened the day before. “Yes I had a fight with them. It was a simple matter but I got really upset and ended up not talking to them. I even ignored them in the morning when I left for college. And now I feel so guilty about it. I was gonna apologiz

“I had never even talked to Wick Webster before that night. Why are we even discussing him, anyway? I’m here to talk about what you did.” “I’m serious, Haven.” Gripping my arm hard, he pulled me close and peered deeply into my eyes. “Don’t trust him. The prick hates me with a passion you can’t believe. He would love nothing more than to get the ultimate revenge against me. Like fucking you behind my back.” “Revenge?” I repeated softly as the hairs rose on the back of my neck. Funny how he’d use that word. Then I shook my head. “Revenge for what? What did you do to him that was bad enough to merit his revenge?”

Since that's the only other place she knows the road to. I kept on walking for a while my mind drifting off to when she shouted I love you, and I swear I felt my heart in my throat when I heard her. She can't love me, I don't have it in me to love anyone back... I tried the first time but it was all in vain. It was terrible actually, it ended like a fireworks show. Jade, just the thought of her name made my jaw clenched and unclenched unknowingly. That bitch, I trusted her with my life, but she came back to bite my fucking ass hard ripping off my heart in the process...

In Amanda's eyes now only the silhouette of Gregori remained. The two of them did not expect that, in the mirror outside the door, a figure of a woman in a white shirt was looking at them angrily. The woman with gray-green skin, black hair falling down to her back, shed blood-red tears of hatred. The ghost slowly stepped out of the mirror, lurking outside the door, causing all the electricity in the house to flicker as if the power was so high that it could burn at any time. But a cold breath from the door filled the place where the two were sitting. Is this a ghost who died due to hatred, so he hates any happy couple?

"Revenge is my motivation..." "What about love?" Love? "You love your mother. You love your father. You love your friends. You love Kayla." The sound of her name was enough to chase the fierceness of my anger away. Octavius say the look in my eyes, saw my resistance. "Think about her. She's the reason you are coming back to live. Will you long for revenge over love? Kayla loves you. She was willing to break her vow for your sake. Doesn't that mean something to you? Isn't that enough reason?"

He tears his gaze away from mine, knowing how hard I might accept that. Imagine living all my life to lay hands on someone’s descendant and I did only for things to turn south. How do I avenge my mother? I don’t speak my thoughts aloud but I’m certain Stalin understands the reason for my silence. “Sometimes , Dima. Revenge isn’t the way out. Sometimes we don’t get the closure we need through revenge. Maybe life presented Dawn to you so you can get your closure through your love for her. For a man like you that doesn’t love to fall so deep in love with a girl like Dawn. It’s not a mistake. It’s real. Accepting Dawn might be the closure you need.”

After having no success, he asked, "What the hell are you talking about?" "The night, the hot steamy night we shared together! The same night you told me you loved me! Did that night mean anything to you at all?" Jessica asked. She earnestly waited for his reply, searching his eyes to see if there would be any answers for her there. But there was none; his eyes were empty, so empty it made her heart ache. Justin thought about what to say. This was his opportunity to exact his cold revenge on Jessica for what she had done to him—for making him have a sleepless night and not be in his best performing form today.

"No darling, my lady, you are the love of my life. I was stupid enough to believe that slander. I'm sorry, I'm sorry baby." He knelt to beg forgiveness with me. This thread of destiny, I will end here. I pulled the gun from behind my back then stood up and kicked him in the chest until his back rested against the leg of the small table there. Before my sanity returns, this bloody revenge must be avenged. "I can't forgive you, your mistake, is fatal to me!" Bang! One shot hit his chest. When I want to shoot again. Blood spurted out of his mouth as he stammered, "I... love you... my—"

I said with a grateful smile. I checked the phone and saw that he had already saved Leonardo and Camila's numbers. We arrived at the Davis mansion in no time, and as soon as we drove in, we heard a commotion coming from inside the mansion. I looked at the mansion, and the memories of my past life came rushing back to me. In this life, this place is where my revenge will begin. It's time to watch some drama. “What's with the commotion?” Seb asked me with a frown. “Helloooo drama,” I said with a smirk as we walked into the mansion.

"I know it's not easy seeing your ex happy with the same person he cheated on you with. I saw your reaction when you saw them together at his office. It must be hard for you." "I'm okay." I scowl at him. "I have moved on! Trust me! I hate him. I hate everything about him. I hate the ground he walks on." He scoffs, chewing on his food. "What's funny?" "If you hate the ground he walks on, why would you choose to work in the same company as him?" "Because my thirst for revenge is stronger than my hatred for him." "A wise man once said," he pauses. "The deeper the hate, the deeper the love."