Sinful Nights Of My Revenge Novels & Stories

“Because you whispered ‘callboy’ before you passed out. Because I’ve spent two months trying to figure out why the woman who begged me to fuck her until she forgot her husband’s name then paid me like a transaction and disappeared.” “That night was a mistake,” she said. “Was it?” “Yes.” I leaned forward. “You didn’t sound like it was a mistake when you were riding me on that sofa,” I said quietly. “You didn’t sound like it was a mistake when you begged me to go harder. Deeper. When you came so hard you shook and cried my name like a prayer.” Her breath caught again. “I was angry,” she said. “I was hurt. I wanted revenge.” “And you got it,” I said.

The girl necromancer who had stolen his heart. “It’s my fault,” he whispered, rocking the motionless girl slightly in his arms and not looking at her anymore, as she wasn’t coming to herself. “It’s because of me that Livia Rendan became like that. It’s my fault that she wanted to take revenge. Forgive me, little one.” Angelina, becoming colder and stiller, didn’t answer. Reive closed his eyes that were stinging as if from powdered glass. His throat was smarting, his breast torn by a hardly restrained cry.

“I MEAN PRETTY. PETT.. AND WE WILL ONLY KILL PEOPLE WHO DESERVE IT, LIKE MEN WHO CHEAT TWO DAYS AFTER THEIR WEDDING AND GIRLS WHO GIVE NASTY BJS.” The crowd cheer on. This was fun. “ Do not touch me,” I order my men. Salvatore was going to lose his mind just the way I lost mine. There’s nothing better than revenge served hot. “ This one is for my girlies. Someone get me a mic already,” my heels were off now and I could barely stand on my own. Within a minute, someone passed me a microphone.

My phone buzzed. Unknown number. I smiled, answering but saying nothing. “Who are you?” Ethan’s voice rasped through the line, low and laced with suspicion. I almost laughed. “You’ll know soon enough,” I whispered, and hung up. Let him suffer. Let him wonder. Let him remember every woman he’s wronged, every lie he told, and try to guess which ghost had come back to destroy him. Because I wasn’t just Sera anymore. I was vengeance wrapped in red silk and sharper than glass.

"It just feels heavy. Seeing him sweat today didn't give me my old life back, it didn't bring my dad back. It just reminded me of how broken everything is." "Revenge is never pretty," Alessandro said gently. He rested his elbows on his knees, leaning closer to me. "People who say revenge is sweet have never actually taken it. It is an ugly, dirty business. It leaves a bad taste in your mouth. But sometimes, Chiara, it is the only way to clean the slate. You are cutting a rotten piece out of your life. It is going to hurt, and it is going to feel heavy but once he is gone, you can finally breathe again." He understood… he actually understood the dark place my mind was in, and he didn't judge

[ Aitana ] Waking up in the middle of the night with a familiar aching between my thighs and burning sting in the eyes,I slipped out of the bed,throwing a loathsome glance at the naked devil sleeping on his stomach,his face turned to other side,I felt a strong urge to peel my skin wherever he had touched me,where he claimed me as his. I hate myself for whoring my dignity but it was one the few options I had to avenge for my family's destruction.

Sinful Seduction~ It’s been three days. Three days of me avoiding Adonis like a plague and it’s been hell especially with Chloe and Liam’s upcoming wedding. I had to constantly be around them and trust me, it’s not been easy coming up with excuses whenever he’s slated to come and that’s just not it. I am constantly attacked by the thoughts of that night, I remember Chloe showing up at the apartment and asking series of question about my hickeys and bruises. I didn’t have the chance to cover it up when she arrived and trust her to blow things out of proportion.

The feeling of belonging finally made sense in our silence, his injured fingers caressing my cheek, I turned a little to the side opening a smile with his hardness under my injured ass strangely happy to mess with him in the same proportion. I've never been able to see so clearly through the pain and hate and all my mistakes, all the lies I've lost the chance to fight him, getting down on my knees to worship every single one of the worst parts of him. I could fall into a pit or be thrown into the fire like women who stood up for their ideals, being wrongfully accused, I wanted so hard to be accused again, to be judged again to accept the hot flames of the dark-eyed animal, consumed by the in

"Aren't you ashamed of yourself? You just said yes to another man this morning and now you're all over my fiancé trying to seduce him? You have no shame!" Before Sofia could react, Amanda threw the wine in her face. Then slapped her. "Stay away from my man, you b****!" Time froze. The entire room went silent. Sofia stood there, wine dripping down her face, shock and humiliation crashing over her. Then Alessandro appeared. He walked toward them slowly. Calm. Dangerous. He stopped in front of her and lifted her chin. "Little wife," he said quietly, "you will do exactly as I said."

so somehow I slept by looking at sky and stars and moon. Hayden(p.o.v) Shit...!!! I came here to torture her but seeing her crying... I can't torture her.. I know she has not done anything to my family... it's her dad did everything... so indirectly she also did... if she stays like this in front of me.. I will forget my revenge or forget to give justice to their death... so I sent her to my balcony... let her sleep whole night their... me: " sleep here kitten.. from today every day and night will be hell for you.. "