Romans & histoires Revenge Ntr

Crafting a New Reality Through Revenge and Intimacy . Karen pulled back, her eyes shining with the true core of her revenge. “And when we launch, we invite our former Bong seniors—Roberts, Carlos, Nina—as our honoured guests. We host them. Scores level.” The thought of turning their former masters into compliant guests was the ultimate, intoxicating reward. Lara laughed, a low, guttural sound of released tension. “Confront Rachna with her own way. Use her desire for absolute possession against her.”The Planning and the Pact of Two

He assessed the situation and instantly understood what happened, then quickly expressed his gratitude to the black-robed person, “Thank you for saving my life. I’m deeply grateful. If you have any instructions, I’ll do my best to fulfill them!” The black-robed person glanced at him, his eyes gleaming. “Norvin Swallow, do you want revenge?” Revenge? Norvin was slightly stunned, then gritted his teeth and said, “Andrius has gone too far. He has repeatedly targeted the Swallows... If you hadn’t intervened, I would’ve already perished at his hands. “I want nothing more than to peel off his skin, then eat his flesh and drink his blood! You asked me if I wanted revenge? Of course, I do! But...”

Now, reborn, she wanted nothing more than to rip him apart. “Nathan, my retribution is you, and your retribution is me. This is a cage we can’t escape from. Accept your fate.” With those words, Thea put on her sunglasses and walked away coolly, her presence commanding and untouchable. Nathan watched her retreating figure, muttering to himself, “Crazy woman.” He truly believed that he had once been kind and devoted to Thea. Her revenge, in his mind, was simply due to her narrow-mindedness, not his fault. Still, his inner wolf couldn't deny that meeting her was indeed a stroke of bad luck.

My husband cheated on me. With the woman I called my sister. I should have divorced him and walked away. Instead, I made a reckless decision. If they could betray us, why couldn't we betray them? There was only one problem. The man I chose as my partner in revenge was Callan Whitfield, my husband's uncle, the most feared billionaire in the family. It was a terrible idea. But revenge was the only thing on my mind. We shared the same goal. Our revenge was supposed to be simple. Make them suffer. Make them regret betraying us. But somewhere between hatred and revenge, something far more dangerous began to grow. A desire neither of us was supposed to feel.

Quinton pressed at the faint red mark on the back of his hand and spoke in a pitiful tone, "Dr. Foster, I know you're upset about your hands. I only wanted to share the good news that I’d just published three papers in top journals, but you tried to hurt my hands instead?!" He had stolen my work in plain sight and won everyone's praise. As for me, I was already notorious. Voices of contempt and abuse rose all around me. Before I could say a word, Magnolia slapped me across the face. Then, she ground the heel of her shoe into the back of my hand. The pain nearly made me black out. "Quin never did anything to you! He's still thinking about you on his wedding day, and this is how you repay him?

It would be such a shame to not hear her screams. >>Xxx Destiny Aitsuji xxX<< “Ready?” Tracer asked in the party chat. They muted the guild chat temporarily for this revenge mission. Gambler was already in position, and the plotter smirked. After today, these guys would be indebted to Zen. Revenge was best served cold, and when he gave the mark, Controlled Berserker blasted through the roof, making Party Undead scurry in all directions. As planned, Scorpion sent her whip out to the bitch coming her way. She had no idea if this was Shadow or Ghost, but it sure as hell wasn’t Siren. That slut was still screaming away in her shrill tones, heading towards Gambler’s ambush.

The delicate arch of her brow furrowed, carving a testament of her anger into her fair skin. "Justice isn't just blind—it's deaf and dumb too, sometimes." She took a deep breath, as if bracing herself against the weight of the secrets she harbored. Her next words came slowly, each one measured and heavy with import. "There's something… a group I'm part of. It’s called The Revenge Club." My mind, mired in the sludge of despair, latched onto the name with startling clarity. "The Revenge Club?" I repeated, my voice a hoarse whisper.

HIGH SCHOOL REVENGE BY HEARTCODE CHAPTER 7: FOOD FIGHT *Tiana POV* Why the hell is he staring at me like that? I thought as he looked at me. Everyone turned to look like me like I was some specimen that they were dissecting. Great, just great. Now I feel naked. I took my juice box and sipped from it, and it was already empty and that was the only sound that was being made. Aidan gave me a look that I had no idea what it was, but it seemed to mean something. God having all eyes on me, was such a bad thing, I mean I haven’t killed anybody yet, I decided to stare back at him, Romeo. He started the whole stare thing and there was no way in hell that I was going to back down. Immediately I looked

Chapter 103 Eva’s POV I knew that Nancy was going to lose it when I killed Renee. I’d been anticipating her fury. Good, I wanted her to be angry. I was spoiling for a fight, as neither Brenda nor Renee were much of an opponent. I was happy to work out my frustrations on Nancy. She deserved the beating that she was about to get. I nodded to Rederick, and he let her go. She hadn’t expected him to do it so soon, and she hit the ground before she realized he was doing as she had asked. He let her go; now it was her time to shine.

】 【May the Moon Goddess eternally punish this family of traitors! Reading these messages through the pack's communication crystals, I thought of my previous life when I was the one being attacked by the entire territory. I suddenly felt that letting Scarlett die so easily was far too merciful for her. I should have let her live. Only by living could she truly taste all the suffering and torment I endured in my past life. Marcus was ultimately sentenced to fifteen years of exile for "conspiracy and evidence tampering." Though his punishment was only half of what I had suffered in my previous life, I knew he would face the same complete social destruction that I had experienced.