Novel & Cerita Short Story On Revenge

Raja nodded as if she understood what exactly I was feeling. “Revenge will never make you happy my dear,” she started to say as she looked over the small garden of flowers that swayed along the soft breeze that passed them by she continued, “When you’re hurt or treated unfairly, we all feel that the only way for us to feel justice is when we had executed our revenge. But most people who had exacted their revenge don’t really get the justice that they all longed for. Instead, they feel more empty than before they exacted their revenge. And do you know why?” “Why?” I asked even though I kinda know the reason why.

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

"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.

Every time it sees those families get to be happy, the pain increases and it’s rage does too. My name is Vivian Dongalion, I am that lone wolf, and I am going to get my revenge!

He's incessant and has a one-track mind about hurting the Mathersons because he thinks it will somehow qualm the pain he's been feeling. That never really works. Does it? Revenge doesn't feel good unless it comes with some sort of redemption from the people who hurt you. Eli has always been a smart kid, but he should have known from the beginning that it's never a good idea to rest in the arms of the enemy.

"It was you, wasn't it? You deliberately made them come after me! You told them about my university and revealed where I was hiding, didn't you? You ruined me, and now I'm going to kill you!" He lunged at me with a knife, but before he could reach me, Steve, who was desperate for money to save his son, kicked Yves away. Steve, no longer the kind-looking man he once was, now looked vicious as he shouted, "Get out of the way, Yves! You're useless! If you kill him, how will I get the ransom money?"

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?

“And he still cheated. You gave him everything. You helped her rise. And how did she repay you? She stabbed you in the back.” Selene’s grip on the sink tightened. There was a pause, then a cruel smile from the figure. “You gave him your heart, and he gave it to your best friend.” The figure leaned closer through the glass, its voice now a whisper laced with rage. “Come on, Selene. Make them pay.”

“Fine! You think you’re so tough? I won’t make you pay me back. But listen, what happened today stays here. Nobody messes with the money I made online! “Otherwise, I’ll stab myself, and when I walk out of here, I’ll tell everyone you all ganged up on me and bullied me! Don’t think any of you will get away with it!” The atmosphere grew tense. Everyone was on edge, too afraid to make the first move.

The only thing I did was cry. And with every drop of tears from my eyes, my hatred for adophus materializes. He's no human, he's a monster and a disgrace to the word 'Alpha'. (Back to present) When I opened my eyes, all I could see is red. My throat was so sour and tried up, My thirsting organ became so strong, all I taste for was revenge. I gripped the edge of my table panting in other to relieve my nerves but hell I just couldn't. I scanned my room in search of something to vent on and then my hand reach for the glass vase was the neares to me. I yelled wildly and smashed it against the door but right in the moment my door flun open with someone walking in.