Romans & histoires Revenge Of The Nerds Talent Show

I know it's dangerous to feel this way especially he's the son of Rector Reyes, the person that killed your family. My hand went to his photo and almost taking it off from the revenge list but my brain started to get it's sense back. I sighed and cursed under my breath for being an idiot. I decided to look at the next target.. Michael Lee He's a Chinese-American but he's so evil. He did a lot of manipulation about his income. ARS would love to deal with him and I can't help but laugh. My dad and I already planned this fun revenge. He might not kill my family but he took all of my dad's money back in the days. My dad was collecting money to buy a house in Texas so we can live a better life bu

Luckily it broke. I can hear Gin snickering beside me but I just ignored him. When I finally opened this so-called balot, I was horrified. “Gin! Why the hell is there a dead chick in here!?” I shouted in horror. In just a second, the egg was thrown on the ground. Gin's laughter was louder than everyone else's voice. So without hesitation, my fist landed on the back of his neck, but this didn't stopped him from laughing. “You piece of shit!”

His Dad had cut his holiday short because of this and he was sent back to london. "By the time Mummy came out of Jail, she wasn't preganant and we didn't see any baby. We were told she had a still birth due to stress. That was when we all made our decusion to revenge. We wanted Revenge by all means and f it was going to take a billion years to get an opportunity and give our sweet vengence, we would wait" "As time grew, and as I grew I decided to leave it for God. God is the only one authorised to Revenge but you see Laura and Mum. They would never do that. They would never."

He knew that if it wasn’t for the fact that he was cold abd brutal , his dad might have done something terrible to him but his own father knows better not to touch him the day he does that , that is the day that he forgets the fact that this man wad his father , he wad going to leave a fucking bulket in his skull not minding what it is . “You know what Alvin , the meeting is in an hour time shd it’s going to be aired in live for the whole works to see , you know exactly agat is going to happen son , I am going to humiliate you publicly ahd inkmuw you won’t be able to handle that one .

He sat in front of the computer screen, his dark eyes fixed on it. A video that lasted over fifty seconds was easily deconstructed by him into countless frames, which shattered into the trash bin against a blue background. Just when he thought he had succeeded, suddenly! The shattered images miraculously restored themselves and became the same video as before. This video couldn't be deleted. Keith squinted his eyes. He had been talented in computers since he was young, especially in the field of hacking. To put it boldly, if he participated in a hacking competition, he should easily be able to win first place.

There, among the routine alerts, was a new notification—a text message that read simply, “This isn’t over, Aurora. You’ve just lit a fuse.” In that moment, the triumph of her revenge twisted into uncertainty. Aurora’s mind raced with possibilities. Was this the desperate clamor of Dorian’s remaining loyalists, or something far more sinister? The anonymity of the message sent a shiver through her spine. It was as if the darkness itself was speaking—a dark promise that her actions had unleashed a chain of events beyond her control.

I said, stumbling backwards. "It's already viral," Sarah said, face flushed. "They even made a meme out of you falling down the stairs with fake moaning." Then... That's when I heard it, the laugh, Laureen. "Well, well," she said behind us. "If it isn’t Dashling High’s newest p**n star." Sarah stiffened. "Walk away." But she didn't, she stepped closer. "Tell me, Elsa, was it worth it? Throwing yourself at Jace like some desperate little pick-me?"

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?

This is a drag! Nathan inwardly complains. It’s been over an hour but it feels like a lifetime. The talent show is extremely boring. The contestants so far have been nothing special, their performances very boring. One guy brought a puppet and was trying ventriloquism but failed miserably. Another girl tried to mime but ended up falling off the stage. They’re now on the fourth performance. The guy on stage is trying to play the bass but he doesn’t hold a candle to Halsey’s talent so Nathan dismisses him. To be honest, he’d dismiss everyone except Halsey.

After the third failure, all the data would be deleted. 'I am a genius,' Chris thought proudly and laughed inwardly. In the conference room of the Hopkinson Group. Everyone stared at the bloody countdown and even with an explanation attached. "This bastard! Even though we have an hour and three chances, it's impossible to solve the puzzle. He's just playing with us and enjoying the game!" Peter was very irritable now. He slapped the table angrily. "This is impossible to accomplish!" The fifth person had an ugly expression on his face. "No wonder Chris told me to remember so many numbers and refused to tell me the reason." Emily shook her head. Chris prepared a big surprise for her.