Revenge Note 1 Novels & Stories

My repaired heart is only asking one thing from the day I became numb is Revenge. See u soon XAVIER REVENGE IS ON I am back for my VENGEANCE -Yours love with lots of hatred Jasmine

She made up her mind to go with them no matter what it takes. All through that night, she stood at the rooftop and prayed to God for divine intervention. "Dad, Mom… you guys can hear me, right? Please, help me out. I want that woman to trust me, she is the only person that can help me take revenge for your death" “What!? How can the boss behave so rashly and give you the position of the team leader?” Stella exclaimed. Sophia frowned and pouted. Why is Stella acting like it is a big deal?

- D’ Damon. I typed back quickly. ‘Thank you. I will.’ His response came immediately. ‘They deserve what’s coming. Make it count.’ I set the phone down and looked at the evidence spread across my bed. Oh, I would make it count. I would make them both regret ever crossing me. The first phase of my revenge was about to begin

Cody lunged forward and snatched the knife out of Mira’s hand. It was nothing more than a toy. He quickly restrained her, then apologized to us. “I’m sorry. My sister’s still young and immature. Please don’t hold this against her. “I beg you not to spread this around. We promise we’ll never bring it up again once we leave. She has a future ahead of her, a life to live. Please don't let this mistake ruin everything for her.”

I had already dialed her number when my eyes caught the deep scratches carved across the side of my car. Fuck you, it read. Rage consumed me. Fucking Theodore. A low growl escaped me, forgetting Rhonda was on the other end of the line. “Malcolm? Did something happen again?” she asked, concerned. “That motherfucker vandalized my car,” I groaned with fury as I inched closer to inspect it. The grey Audi A6 was one of my favorite cars and he destroyed it just like that. I would make him pay! “Is that man five, for fuck’s sake?” she breathed exhaustingly. “I am so sorry, Malcolm. I am really sorry.”

A bunch of useless fools! I gritted my teeth, my jaw ticking as the realization sank in. This wasn’t an accident. It reeked of Don Pablo’s handiwork, but without evidence, I was shackled. My hands curled into fists at my sides as I barked out orders: install CCTV cameras, assign guards, double the patrols. If Don Pablo thinks he could mess with me and walk away, he's sorely mistaken. We spent the rest of the night planning retaliation, something swift, silent, and damning. The fire was a warning, but my counterstrike would be a declaration. By the time the first rays of sunlight crept over the horizon, we had the perfect plan.

They hadn't lost the memory of her sacrifice, or the taste of defiance that the galangal had awakened. Bima carefully placed the notebook back into his jacket. The fight wasn't over. It had just become infinitely more personal. And far more dangerous. The phantom lullaby of the reservoir had been silenced, but the cold, hard reality of their quest for the Ultimate Detox Recipe, now a mission of revenge and remembrance, had just begun.

I grabbed the bird gently and brought it inside. On the bird’s feet a note was being held. I tried to get the attached note and read it to know who sent this. My brother. Get close to him. Find everything about him. Take care. Him. I knew that who he meant was Collin. I crumpled, ripped the paper, lit it up and made sure that there's not a single part that wasn't burnt. I freed the bird and closed my window. I ate my cooked pasta while it’s hot. My night ended after a cold shower.

Every time it sees those families get to be happy, the pain increases and it’s rage does too. My name is Vivian Dongalion, I am that lone wolf, and I am going to get my revenge!

but Michael wasn't paying attention, so he continued. By that point, he had reached the most distressing aspect of his memories, and all he wanted to do was put it behind him. "When I found out about the abortion," he went on with grim quietness, "all I could think of was that you were more like my mother than I'd thought. I told myself I hated you, and when you ran away, I began to plan revenge. A child seemed the perfect way since I was certain you didn't want one, and learning that I'd lost one made me realize how much I wanted to be a father. I thought I could accomplish both goals at once-getting even with you and starting a family at the same time. I didn't think I'd ever find another