Revenge 소설 & 이야기

Chapter 7: Revenge is a dish best served cold In this part of my story, I made a decision that was fueled by hatred and the spirit of revenge. I'll admit, I'm not proud of what I did—or maybe I am. After all, Penelope and her gang had it coming. They deserved every ounce of the retribution I served up to them on a silver platter. And sure, some might argue that my actions were extreme, but compared to the years of torment and anguish they had inflicted upon me, it was nothing short of poetic justice.

She envisioned the look of shock on his face as his world came crashing down, just as hers had all those years ago. But even as her heart yearned for retribution, a voice of caution whispered in her mind. Was this truly the path she wanted to walk? Would exacting revenge bring her the peace and closure she sought? Amia closed the book, her fingers tracing the intricate designs on the cover. She knew that revenge was a double-edged sword, capable of inflicting harm on both the avenger and the avenged. Yet, the desire for justice burned within her, fueling her determination to see her plans through.

Jimmy smiled, but it was a bitter, calculated smile. "What I want... is revenge." He looked at Gutemberg with eyes burning with fury. "I’m going to make you pay for everything that happened, for what was stolen from me. And if that means destroying everyone you love, then I will. I won’t let you get away with everything you made me go through."

Well, if she only knew his words earlier on, he has been waiting for this very exact moment. Yes, I, too, have been waiting for this moment since my father died in front of my eyes. So today is about revenge. It is an eye for an eye, blood for blood, and a bullet for a bullet. I am not letting him get out of here alive. This is the path that I choose; this will be my end game. This is my life; this is the only thing that I breathe. It is the only thing that burns a fire through my veins.

Callan's POV I should have been satisfied. She lay beside me with her hair damp against the pillow and her skin flushed, and every rational part of me said this was the plan. A deal. Revenge, tidy and mutual. I had made a career out of never wanting anything I couldn't walk away from. Then her phone buzzed on the floor, and Alyssa reached for it. "I should check," she murmured, sliding to the edge of the bed. She picked it up. Corin's name glowed on the screen. Her thumb hovered over it.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

“And I vow that if I’m ever given a chance to come back, I’ll make them all pay. Everyone who had ever harmed even a hair on my head would suffer. I’ll make them pay for all of my suffering. And I’ll take everything away from them, the same exact way they took my two babies away from me. And lastly, I’ll destroy Ethan Blackwood. I’ll make sure he feels every pain he ever gave me. I swear to ruin him. To take his happiness from him completely. To destroy him. To make even breathing unbearable for him and Jennifer Anderson. I’ll have my revenge. Even if it kills me doing so.”

I also had to work very hard to get those mafias to spare my life. “Bastard, I will definitely kill you.” With that, Duane left with an angry face. I guess he's planning to get his revenge on me in the most painful way, so I have to leave the factory as soon as possible. At least in another area, he wouldn't dare kill people. But when Alva wasn't here, PSS wouldn't let me go anywhere else, so I tried to stay away from Duane, thinking that would make the hatred in his heart subside. But on the contrary, Duane thought I looked down on him, he almost killed me.

Seeing him with the ridiculous ex-girlfriend of the man she'd been in love with, a woman she clearly considered inferior to herself in every way, as that recording had made very clear, must be like death to Suzan's ego. Yep, Logan couldn't have been more correct when he'd said they'd be bothered to see them together. And, more than that, she herself didn't expect to feel a little pleased to see those expressions on their faces. It was still far from lessening the pain caused by everything they had done, by everything she had heard, by all those horrible feelings that still haunted and overwhelmed her, making her feel like she was nothing... But there was still, yes, a bit of contentment in k

He draws the sword through the icy fire terrain. He had murdered hundreds, drunk all their blood and left them withering to the dirt. He walked as he uttered, "I am Revenge: sent from the infernal kingdom, To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind, By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes. Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. ... And wash their hands in...Kathleen's blood."