Sweet Revenge Quote Novels & Stories

"Why? You afraid I'm going to snap your frail little neck and chop off your empty head? Sigh, it's not time yet. It's no fun looking at you now. From now on, don't sleep too well and learn to lower your ego a bit, so you don't feel too much pain when you fall later. You must know, Fely Braiven, when it comes to revenge, I'm a patient, careful, and not afraid to take risks." Lea straightened up again and smiled cheerfully. "Enjoy your day, Ms. Braiven!" Lea walked with light steps towards the parking lot where Jayden was waiting for her in the car. Lea got into the car and leaned back in the seat exhaling heavily. "Has she had any enlightenment yet?" asked Jayden with a funny expression. Le

She was smirking at me "What is it all?" I hissed at her. "Oh, baby girl, don't worry, soon you'll be free from all this, even you'll be free from your damn life," she sneered.sneered. "Why do"Why do you want to kill me??" I asked She sneered as she hurled herself at the glass jug, causing it to shatter into pieces.She sneered as she hurled herself at the glass jug, causing it to shatter into pieces.

"Gosh! I need sweet!" Before, I complete Victoria come back with a sweet box. Woah! How?? How did she read my heart?? "Take it, you feel better." She said. "I don't want to take. Who knows? This time you mix poison in this sweet. Instead taking even water from you, I love to die.” As soon as, I spoke. I received a tight slap on my cheek. “Aww!! How did she slap me?” “Shut the Fuckup!!” She screamed.

Bruce, Mila, and Mila's father, Alpha Lucas, were equally shocked. Bryan's officials reached him. Bryan stopped them from moving by gazing at them. Sophia looked into Victor’s eyes and said, “You said the day when I will have no fear of death will be the day I can kill you, remember? Now look into my eyes. I don't have any fear. Because I have returned from the mouth of death.” Victor was stunned. He thought back to the day he told her that in his car. He was so furious with her that day that she even dared to threaten to kill him. But he had never expected this woman to become so fearless.

My chest ached so sharply I almost doubled over. I wanted to scream. To cry. To run. Instead, I whispered under my breath, so quiet no one else could hear: “One day, you’ll regret this.” And even I didn’t know if I meant Silea… or Owen. I looked at Owen right in his eyes.. A hint of guilt was there.. A bit hesitation but not enough courage to get out of Silea's hold and defend me even though he was it was wrong.. "See? See how she just threatened me? "

The name alone left a bitter taste in her mouth “That bitch! She fucking ruined me. She had one job. Just one fucking job and she couldn’t do it properly. I’m stuck here all because of her incompetence and foolishness.” Santiago spat Fabiola chuckled as she leaned towards him. “What if I told you I could help you get your revenge on her?” She whispered and Santiago’s face twisted into a deep scowl “Then this will be the best day of my life. I can finally get back at that pest!” Santiago said with so much venom.

“Funny. Because I keep catching you in the wrong places. Wrong times. Always looking at me like you know something. Like you’re waiting for me to fall.” He takes another step. And another. Until the desk between us is the only barrier left. I grip the strap of my bag tighter. “Get out of my way.” His eyes flash. “No.” It’s not loud. Not threatening. Just final. I glance at the door, calculating the distance. But his next words freeze me where I stand. “If you’re going to stab me,” he says quietly, voice fraying at the edges, “at least look me in the eye when you do it.”

“Because you like deciding what people can handle? Because you think silence equals safety?” I didn’t answer. She scoffed. “Yeah. Thought so.” I stepped closer, lowering my voice. “Elena, I would never hurt you.” She laughed again, louder now. Bitter. “That’s what every dangerous man says,” she snapped. “Right before he explains why the bodies aren’t his fault.” The words stung. I felt them land somewhere deep…..it was like she was speaking from experience. “I almost drowned,” she continued, eyes blazing. “I was poisoned. I was humiliated in front of hundreds of people. And you stood there and let it happen.”

My fingertips came away wet with my own blood from the shallow cut on my back. I looked down at the treacherous socialite. There was no heartbreak. There was only the cold, hard clarity of a woman who had finally learned to expect the knife. "You were a beautiful pet, Jessica," I spat, my voice dripping with venomous disdain. "But you’re a terrible fucking liar." From the end of the corridor, Sloane gave a slow, respectful nod.

“I’ll deck him square in the face if he hurts you; It would be my pleasure too, and you know I mean that—so he better fucking watch himself.” I leaned back on the luxurious couch and raised my wine glass. “Duly noted, Sauce. Here’s to bad ideas, and never being done with them!” “I’ll toast to that!” Sawyer’s gaze traveled to her flat screen television set. “Chocolate banana split? I’m dying to put a movie on and zone.”