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Jason successfully pushed Frank away from him as he stood beside me, reaching for my hand. "Clary? Who's this brat?" Frank was panting hard, making me guess Jason was stronger. "Don't tell me you forget so easily." Jason growled. "Did you forget Taylor Devin?" I saw a flicker of surprise in Frank's eyes, but then he quickly masked it with a smirk. "Now you mention it, I remember you, Taylor's little brat! What were you about to do? Avenge Taylor's death?" "Shouldn't you be thanking your stars you were saved for another day?" Jason said with a wicked smile. They both stared at each other hard, as if ready for battle. I turned back to the kitchen again to see if Antonio was back, but he still

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

CHAPTER 3 Cassandra drove to the familiar luxurious mansion, her former home, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. She felt disgusted by what she was about to do, but the thought of avenging her parents strengthened her resolve. Antonio's name and the memory of her parents' deaths were intertwined, fueling the fire of revenge that had burned for years.

He’d taken her. Now there was nowhere on earth he could hide from me. --- Evidence Review The analysts laid out the files on a portable table. Photos. Chemical residue swabs. Boot prints. The broken furniture. But one item made my blood freeze. A small metal tag. Burned on the edges. Stamped with a symbol I hadn’t seen in years. A black serpent curled around a letter: R My fingers tightened around it. “Project Rebirth,” I muttered. Mason returned, saw what I held, and went still.

High School Revenge By Heartcode Chapter 3 "I'm telling you I have a bad feeling about that new intake" Mrs Morgan aka known as the prophetess said. "What bad feeling? She's just a new intake for the final year class." "She's bad news. I can perceive the aura round her. It's evil. She reeks of misfortune, revenge and pain." "Oh, Mrs Morgan! Are you doing that your prophecy thing again? How many times will we remind you that you are not a prophetess."

He calmed me down by patting my back and told me that everything will be okay now. "You did a good job." He said as he caressed my head. I started to calm down and get myself together. He helped me wash the blood from my hands. "She killed your mom.. this is the best revenge." He said and I nodded. He wiped my tears and smiled. He pulled me out from the toilet and gave me a towel to dry my hands. I saw Valerie's body got thrown into the fire and my dad dragged me away. I saw his man busy cleaning the blood stains on the ground and I sighed. I tried to calm mysef down when my dad gave me a new set of clothes.

She whispered to her own self. "What?" He asked her loud and clear. "So you are from that mafia gang, Stalza." She screamed on top of her lungs since she was scared. And to her reaction, the men around her pushed their ammunitions further to her throat. "Hehe," his eyes lit up, "That's right princess. I am from that dirty mafia gang everyone is talking about." He got up and spread his arms, as though he was trying to say that he own the entire world,

"How are you certain that Joseph would care about her?" "Well... I believe Chloe possesses more value for manipulation than Xavia." "Can you guarantee that nothing will go wrong?" "No..." "For now, let Chloe be. Allow her to proceed with her pregnancy undisturbed, and we’ll come up with a foolproof plan in due time. Let's not forget that Xavia's pregnancy is only one month behind hers." Revenge was not merely about committing acts of violence. It was about identifying the other person's vulnerabilities, ruthlessly crushing them, and subjecting them to absolute humiliation.

"Wear this ring here, on your chest, and when you feel its weight press down on you, remember that what your mother felt was a million times worse. When the sun hits it and burns your skin, remember that what your father felt was a thousand times worse. Don't hesitate, don't give up, you must avenge your parents." Angrily I wipe away the tears that continue to fall my cheeks, I swallow thickly as I nod with determination. "Remember, Habbab, feelings cloud your better judgment, get rid of them before this all begins in reality." My grandmother pulls back. She's right, I can't feel anything for Melek, everything I'm doing is but part of the plan, part of the revenge. The pain in my heart, and

“You need a revenge rebound to make that asshole suffer. That’s what you need.” “Yes,” Teagan hollered, lifting her shot glass full of orange juice and then belting back a swallow. “Preach it, sister. You need to hit him right in the pride, HayHay. Make him bleed jealousy.” “Yeah,” Lucy cheered. “We should totally find you someone sexy to shove in his face and say, ha, look at me now, bitch. Someone amazing, and sexy, and witty, and sexy, and…” Across the table from me, Lucy frowned in confusion. “Have I said sexy yet?”