Revenge With Ex Novels & Stories

Rich psychopaths did. A heavy silence settled between us.Then he spoke. “Do you want revenge?”The words sliced through the alcohol fog.“What?” “Your ex-husband.” Eyes still on the road. “Do you want revenge?” I looked at him. “Hypothetically?” I asked him. “Yes.” I thought of Ryan’s cold eyes. Vanessa’s hand resting on her stomach. The signed papers. The walk-out. The way he’d erased me like I was a typo. Something dark uncoiled in my chest.

“I guess there was no way my feelings for him wouldn't die, especially being one-sided. In fact, I think they were already dying before I found out about him and Suzan. – Missy continued, as she rested her head on his shoulder – That was just the trigger. With each new criticism, each new complaint, each new demand, each new time he made me feel inferior or irrelevant... A small part of me was realizing that we couldn't be together. But the way he treated me made me feel like I was the problem, so it took me a while to realize how, in fact, he was the one who didn't care about trying to keep us together. So: No, I don't feel anything for him other than anger. - She frowned, irritated - I did

"It's time to face our demons and make them pay for every tear we shed because of them." At that moment, determination burns stronger than ever. The night of the banquet approaches, and I am ready to confront Derya Arslan and the Arslan family, to expose their true nature, and to put an end to the oppression we have suffered for so long. Revenge is about to be fulfilled, and there will be no mercy for those who have hurt us. Justice will be served, and I will be the instrument that will carry it out. Enise approaches me and embraces me tightly, and I reciprocate the gesture, gently stroking her back. I can feel her gratitude and affection in that hug, and her words deeply move me.

he said with the same stern expression, his sharp jawline clenching in irritation. He didn’t need to say more for me to understand that he was the one who hit me. He’d been driving so fast I couldn’t have made it out of the way in time. Seeing I didn’t respond to him, he flared up. “Are you even listening to me? Is your life worth anything to you?! What reckless act did you pull out there? What would you have said if you hadn’t survived it?” he yelled, furious. A tear slipped down my cheek as his harsh words hit me. I was already going through so much—the last thing I needed was someone yelling at me.

she asked, all cheerfulness disappearing from her voice. “As soon as possible” “Did something happen with Theon? We weren’t going to start doing this until a few months from now.” She pointed out. “Nothing happened. “Mmhmm,” she replied, and I know she didn’t believe me. “Consider it done.” I hung up and gripped the phone tightly in my hand. This was necessary. The plan was to destroy the people who broke me, humiliate them more than they did to me and take away all their happiness. I would not let these resurfacing feelings for Theon stop me or distract me from getting my revenge.

“It was brutally cruel. Even if it hasn't been with my sister or only been one time and not anything he did for eleven months. I would never go back to him after what he did to me that night. He broke me, he knew it and he didn't care. He reached for her hand and squeezed them between his large ones. “I am sorry for upsetting you. I thought it's best you know. She nodded, I appreciate your honesty, Nichole and I'm grateful. This entire situation is difficult but I'm trying to find a new purpose and new goals. “You know the best revenge is to move on with your life ,” he kissed her fingertips.” “And I am,” she nodded, but sometimes I really want to just stick it up his ass.” She saw the amuse

“Respectfully, I’m going to pass.” Keith frowns. “Well, respectfully, you don’t have much of a choice. Your job is to curate our shows. That’s exactly what you’ll be doing with Conrad?—” “Who is my ex.” I pick my pen back up to repeatedly tap against my planner so I’m not tempted to stab it through the table—or, better yet, through either Tweedle’s throat. “My lying, cheating, manipulative ex who is just this side of a restraining order.”

I scoffs. “Excuse me? What did you say?” She hollers. “Nothing of interest. We can go now.” I huff. I look at the man I once loved, and cared for, holding another woman in his arms, with the same care and respect he once gave me, but more. I storm out of the house and into my car, one I got on hire as soon as I landed. I put my glasses on and my phone keeps on buzzing with news. AURORA MCKURKIN: THE BITTER EX OUT TO GET REVENGE ON EX FINACEE, JACKSON MELIŚ.