Novel & Cerita Revenge My Evil Bestie

Sniffling, I pulled away a little, wiping my teary eyes roughly, smearing the immaculate eye look, curling my hands in a fist. “They will pay, Rose. Like hell they will get their happy ending after destroying mine.” Holding my hands to help me calm down, she asked softly, “But, what are you going to do?” Shifting back, resting my back against the couch, I hugged my knees close to my chest as a fierce fire of revenge bloomed in my empty chest. This won’t end easily, I won’t let it and for that, I would stoop to any level. Placing my hand over my stomach, no longer in my right state of mind, breaking the boundaries of ethics, I enunciated darkly.

"But why would you lie? You could have just told the truth. At least, I might have considered my revenge. I only did it because of my embarrassment, but I discovered that I deserved to be embarrassed for stealing my best friend's boyfriend. So did you make me do all this for nothing? Did you make me ruin my friend's life for nothing?" "I don't know," I shrugged, showing a big deal of interest to what she was uttering. "All I know is that I almost got my revenge. It might not be successful right now, but I promise you that it will be. I'll still ensure that I ruin them totally. This is just the middle of it all. We haven't gotten to the end yet." "You're so evil," she whispered, a damn tear t

From the way his attention focused on me, I was sure he’s eager to know why I wasn’t after Scarlett and her pack. “Scarlett didn’t know what her father did that night and unlike you, she was never there to aid in carrying out such an evil plan.” I took a step forward to move close to him to make sure what I’m telling got into his thick skull. “And I think her pack has suffered enough loss already. Initially I was blinded by the need to carry out my revenge on both of you. Going after a few of the Anderson pack members and killing them wasn’t fun for long and after some thinking I paused. "I wanted a revenge that would leave a lasting impression. The good news now is that Scarlett had pleaded

Evie mused, while I shrugged. "What's done is done. We can't change it, but I'll certainly make him regret everything he's done. That's a promise," I declared earnestly, feeling a surge of determination that almost led me back to the mansion to confront him head-on. "Uh, you don't mean physically, do you? You've never trained in your life. Sure, you work out, but actual training?" Evie interjected, giving me a pointed look. "Stop trying to dampen my desire for revenge. It won't work. I don't care that he's our mate because he certainly doesn't. I'll ruin his life without a second thought," I fumed, fists clenched.

Maybe we need some damage control online" Axel suggested. "Let me deck that dude, Ev!" Owen's jaw clenched and a dangerous glint entered his eyes. He muttered through gritted teeth. Eva shook her head, a playful glint in her eyes. "Revenge isn't my style" Eva smirked. "No need to worry, Eva reassured them a resolute glint in her eyes. "I won't stoop to his level but Xian will learn from his actions." Eva plotted her revenge in the gleaming sheen of the freshly painted Bugatti Veyron. The once familiar car was now a shocking shade of pink, a bold statement that roared louder than any engine.

"You heard me right, Ayira. He was the drowning pup that your mom saved. He caused the death of your mom." I didn't respond. I just scowled, pretending to be mad at what I learned. Little did he know, I was so furious at him. If only I could kill him now I would do it without hesitation. Evan spoke again. "I will help you to get revenge for losing your mom." My frown deepened as I smirked in my heart. 'Yes, Evan. Help me to get revenge. Because you're the most vicious wolf I have ever met!' I muttered in my mind.

It was a statement that justified my feelings. “I must seek revenge,” I snapped. My words earned a sigh from Evelyn, and I cursed myself inwardly for spilling my thoughts to her. I should’ve kept them to myself. “No, girl, I can’t agree with that,” she said pensively. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Don’t tell me you’re planning something evil.” My eyes widened. “That confirms it,” she said. “I don’t think you should dirty your hands. What’s the difference between you and them if you repay evil with evil?”

'''' '''Answer me please. ''''I told you I hated him and I wanted to take my revenge on my own...''' '''So, You are using me????''' '''In a way yes... you wanted to hurt him and to let him go and in a way I wanted the same. i wanted to hurt him too. I wanted to hit him on his weak point and you are just perfect for this...'''' ''''oh really?????''''' ''''and one more thing... I didn't have any proof..''''

I shook my head once and stomped on his burnt hand. He shrieked in so much pain. The kind of shriek that sounded so good in my ears. Like a melody I want to hear again and again. "Hell, that is so good to hear. Keep on doing that," I said and I didn't care if I sounded evil myself. To avenge my loss and give justice to the innocents, I don't mind if I become evil.

It is preferable if evil does not predict when it intends to hurt you or cause you suffering. However, if you are unable to stop evil, if evil has injured you, then get revenge! When they are secure and have forgotten, that is when it is ideal. Then give them twice as much. No, triple.