Revenge Note 1 소설 & 이야기

Maybe this little war she started can be a reason to relive my teenage life. Which is why I want to go out with a bang. I don't want to execute my revenge half-heartedly—go big or go home. I pull out a notepad and write “REVENGE PLANS” at the top. I nod to myself and split the paper into two sections, labeling the top-right corner “PROS” and the top-left corner “CONS.” PROS: 1. Bring a girl home. 2. Stay out late. CONS: 1. Retaliation

But what they don't know is that I'm coming for them, I know there's more to it and I will figure it out. I will avenged their death, I will kill them all without showing mercy, I will be back . Another one tonight after 10 comments Revenge is about to commence 🔫🔫 Desmond is going to be #Merciless TBC ################ M•Ï•A͙ (Ɱɛʀciʆɛรร Iɳ Ɑctiѳɳ) Sequence 4 Writer: Seunnzzy❤️

"I'll teach him a lesson he'll never forget. I don't exactly know what I'll do but all i know is that it won't be pretty." "Well, imma go to bed. I'm really sorry man. You really had a good thing going with her." "Well, it's over now." Jack left and I remained alone. I opened a drawer and took out a notebook. I opened it from the back where there was a list of names under the title Revenge. I took out a black pen and added a name as I mumbled to myself, "I'm sorry, but I can't let you go unpunished Adrian. Just gotta figure out how."

Like I'm unstoppable. "You remember me?" I question hoarsely, my grip tightened around the length of the blade. Vincent meets my gaze then looks away, his body trembling in pain. I nod my head. "Yeah..." I trail off. "You remember me." I state as I slowly sink the sharp blade deeper into his flesh. "What do you want?" He questions, his voice low and shaky. Revenge, I want fucking revenge. Anger seethes under my skin, as the man finally looks at me, his cold stare meeting mine. The smell of fresh blood works its way to my nostrils.

He won’t see me coming. Not in thirty days. Not in twenty. Not in ten. Not even when I'm standing right in front of him. Because revenge does not shout. It whispers and waits and then hunts in silence. And just like a slow-burning flame—it consumes everything before anyone notices the smoke. I took my phone again and stared at the reminder one last time. A month. Just one month. One birthday, one promise and one final reckoning. I smiled to myself—calm, steady, deadly.

“Oh, so you agree that it is you now. Let me tell you something. If a man wakes up and asks if something happened, he either remembers and wants confirmation, or he does not remember and is afraid something important occurred.” My stomach tightened. “So either way,” she continued, “it meant something.” I swallowed. “And that scares you.” “Yes.” I said abruptly. “Because if you admit you like him, it stops your revenge.” I nodded faintly. She reached out and squeezed my hand. “Listen to me. Revenge feels powerful at first. It makes you think you are in control. It gives you something to hold on to when your pride is bleeding. But it never heals you.” I looked away. The room suddenly felt too

“Freeze!” The police shouted, then looked around and asked, “Is East Sun Tower yours?” Thomas nodded desperately. “Yes. Did something happen?” “Yes. It’s gone.” “Clang!” Thomas collapsed to the ground, his eyes empty, tears streaming down his face. “You b*st*rd! I’ll make you pay for this!” Maya showed no restraint in her murderous intent after hearing the confirmation. “What goes around comes around. Do you really think you’re smarter than everyone else?”

The feeling had been crushing. I nodded slightly. "Thank you." "Don't lose heart," he said, his voice carrying a steely undertone. "Revenge isn't about acting rashly—it's about waiting for the right moment."

The Dark Moon pack was coming-and they were ready to fight. "Sophia," Ash said with eyes of a serious intensity. "Whatever happens, remember that your loyalty is to your family, your pack. We will protect each other." "I know," she said, her voice firming into an unmovable decision. "We'll fight together." It wasn't until the first silhouettes finally cut through the trees that Sophia felt her heart race in her chest. She was ready for whatever was to come next-ready to defend her family, her pack, and the love she still held within her for Daniel, whatever the outcome.

The view looked like a scene from a movie, too bad I didn't plan on staying here or else I would have chosen this to be my bedroom. I glanced back at the note he had left on my bed and reluctantly went to read it. "We both want the same thing, revenge on people who have wronged us, I'd do anything to make sure my sister gets the justice she deserves. I don't know the length at which you would go for revenge, but I have thought about it long and hard."