Revenge Tv Show Emily Novels & Stories

“That’s because you keep behaving emotionally.” “I’m tired of watching him defend her every five seconds.” A pause followed. Then Vivian spoke again. “You’re allowing your emotions to make you careless.” Chloe laughed bitterly. “What was I supposed to do?” “Not to worry,” Vivian answered smoothly. “He won’t be there to save her next time.” My blood ran cold instantly. The hallway suddenly felt too narrow. I stepped backward slowly before either of them could notice me standing there. My heartbeat pounded violently beneath my ribs all the way back upstairs.

Evelyn I arrive at my uncle’s house at exactly noon. Since last night, my head’s been a mess—mostly filled with thoughts of Xander. Screw him. I hate him, and I hate the way he made me feel. Thank God things didn’t escalate on that balcony. It’s a good thing he walked away when he did. My uncle had demanded my presence today to restructure our initial plan. The goal remains the same—revenge. “Yooo, Señorita. Looking good as always… hmm, that ass though,” Felix whistles as I walk past him. He’s working on a motorcycle, all grease and grins.

“But then I heard about Topher’s big, stupid Halloween party. And it just… I snapped. It hit me so hard. Not because I felt left out or actually wanted to go or anything. But I was like, no. No fucking way is he going to get away with moving on, and throwing parties, and having a grand ol’ spiffy time after what he did to me. He put my entire future career at risk, Wick. That fucker doesn’t deserve a happy ending, so… So I’m going over there tonight and I’m leaving my stupid bra that he gave me along with a fake used condom in his room so he’ll think I moved on and had sex on his bed with someone else. And he’s going to feel my goddamn wrath. He’s going to see up close and personal just how

"I'll do it. I'll agree to go back to the family and cancel the wedding with Robin." A long silence stretched from the other end of the line. He didn't ask why. He just said one word. "Alright." After hanging up, I immediately called my wedding planner. "This is Isabella Moretti," I commanded. "The wedding is off. I want everything pulled. The hall, the cars, the security detail, the food, the flowers. Pull it all. Now." "Wh-what? Miss Moretti, but…" "Do as I say." I have seven days to plot my revenge. The countdown starts now: Day One.

“By now, your long-time lover is on his way. I know he’s been traveling through rain and shine, across a sea of strangers just to be with you.” Seeing her daughter in a good mood, May felt even better. “Emily, this is great. We can finally get out of this place today.” “Yeah. And when the time comes, I’ll have my vengeance and take revenge! Xyla Quest, you piece of sh*t, just you wait! I definitely won’t forgive you!” Emily gritted her teeth. At the thought of Xyla, she couldn’t help but want to tear her to pieces. Having said that, she swept a cold glance at the packed canteen.

My heart burned with a need for revenge, my soul cloaked in darkness hence my recent obsession with black dresses. But I didn’t want to face that darkness alone. I needed him by my side. I came back to reclaim him and to bring down his mother, Victoria. The evidence against her was ready, stacked high, waiting for me to act. But with Ethan so distant, so impossible to talk to, I was tempted to move forward alone and explain later. Yet, that might make him hate me more, and I couldn’t bear that.A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. Only one person would come to my room this late.

Trust me, Tim, I wish I could knock off Lucien, that old devil. "Thanks Tim." I adjusted my tie. "I'll try not to look like a paid assassin. But I'm not smiling for anyone." I walked past Tim and as I stepped into the house… *Sniff. Wait what? That smell. It's the rare blue cherry scent. The girl I met that night. She's here!

She became everything Alexander Lance taught her. Four years later, she was already makingher own millions. She decided it was time to come back to America and face her past, running away from it wouldn't help. She wasn't scared anymore. She was hellbent on getting her revenge on the Roberts for what they did to her. She was planning on beating them in their own game. She became their biggest Rival. But the Roberts had no idea that the same Elisa Evans who they used and manipulated by Martina Roberts was the same Elisa Lance of now.

Emily declares, her eyes flashing with determination. “Emily, I don’t think that’s a good idea. What if Santiago is telling the truth and is actually in love with you?” I’m angry at my brother, but I can’t bear the thought of him getting hurt. He’s still my brother, after all. Emily scoffs, “I don’t believe him. I’m going to give him a taste of his own medicine.” “I know what he did was wrong,” I say gently, “but revenge isn’t the answer. It’ll only lead to more pain for both of you.”

The car purred to life, and we pulled away from the estate, leaving the chaos and humiliation behind. In the backseat, I stared out the window, the city lights blurring as we sped through the streets. I should have felt relieved to be away from it all, but instead, I felt… unsettled. “Do you know the best way to get revenge on someone like him?” Dominic’s voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to him, blinking. “What?” He leaned back in his seat, his smirk playful yet calculating. “Alias. Do you know the best way to make him regret every single thing he did to you?”