Novel & Cerita Sweet Triumph: Tamara's Revenge

she said with a smirk before plunging the knife in my chest. The explosion of pain as the knife pierced through my chest was indescribable. Darkness suddenly closed in and everything turned pitch black. But then, in the midst of the darkness, a bright light appeared out of nowhere. And a beautiful female voice echoed in the void. “Your time is not over yet, Tamara. You have a mission to complete. You will can be reborn with 3 special gifts if you're willing to make 3 sacrifices in return. Do you accept this offer?"

Then came the call. Tamara, her best friend, was on the other end of the line, cursing and yelling, threatening Isla and Marco. “I’m going to kill them,” Tamara spat through the phone, the venom in her words clear. “I can’t believe they did this to me. I trusted them.” Sade didn’t know how to respond. She didn’t even want to respond. Her world felt like it was crashing down, and the anger, the rage, the frustration, they all mixed together into an unrelenting wave of despair. She just wanted it all to end.

Marco promised with a smile. A small smile graced Tamara’s lips as she nodded and stared at the next stage of her plan on her revenge board. David and Chelsea had gotten married with the most lavish wedding that spalshed across the front pages of business magazines. With a smirk, Tamara unclipped one of the torn front pages that made up her board. Fine. They could try to be happy after killing her baby, her sister, and stealing her company and her life from her. But she would be coming back for them.

Tamara and Dean go to their room and stay away for a long while. In the meantime, Mike and his friends hear that the blood and Luna ceremonies have already occurred. Mike is furious. How dare his son go ahead with the ceremonies without inviting him? He wanted to stop it, but how will he do it now? Because it is too late. Tamara Brown is now Tamara Smith. She is the new Luna of the Red River Pack. There's only one way to get rid of her now. He will have to kill her like he killed her parents. He will do it in the same way that he has done it with her parents. He must play innocent and pretend that somebody else was behind it. He doesn't know who we will blame it on this time, but he will fin

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“Liam you don’t understand, you have to think clearly. The man who killed your parents is almost dead and is counting on his last breaths. His two right hands were executed by you yourself. Don’t you think it’s enough?” “No it’s not enough!” he shouted and then buried his face in his palms. “Are you crying?” I asked in astonishment. Oh my God, he was actually crying. Liam Lautner was crying. “I should call Cassie” “No wait, don’t tell her that her Mafia husband is weeping like a kid demanding for an ice cream” he chuckled and wiped his tears. “Look Liam, you are one of the luckiest persons on earth. You’ve got Cassie beside you as your wife. You should be very thankful to God.” He held his h

Stacy pecked her mom on the cheek and proceeded to her room 'Skylar don't blame me for being mean,you should have died,then it would have been better,but since you want it this way don't blame me,Stacy deserves the best' Diana thought with a smile,she proceeded to her room to convince James ****************** Skylar POV I stared at the mirror with mixed emotion 'I can't even recall how I look'. I thought and couldn't help but admire my looks. I look gorgeous even without makeup ,i thought Stacy was most beautiful woman alive until i saw how i look

She felt uncomfortable and thought that Gemma wouldn't have to clean up herself and that she could call the housekeepers to do it, but perhaps Jethro didn't love Gemma anymore, so the household staff ignored her. Thinking of this, Sienna felt an unusual sense of joy. She never thought that her own destiny could rise so quickly. After cleaning up, Gemma made Sienna tea, but when Sienna touched the cup with her lips, she accidentally spilled the tea, causing the tea to splash on Gemma. "Oh my god, it's too hot, Gemma, you want to kill me!" Sienna screamed, angrily looking at Gemma.

My mind snapped back to reality and I shoved myself off of him, cheeks red hot with embarrassment. “S-sorry” I said, wringing my hands together before looking him in the eyes. “Thank you, truly. You saved my life back there…?” “Elliot. Elliot Bishop, but you can just call me Eli" he stuck his hand out. “Tamara Jones” I firmly shake his surprisingly soft hands. “Tamara. That’s a pretty name.” “Well Eli, it’s a very fine pleasure to meet you. That was a very brave thing for you to do. How did you get us out, by the way?” The fuzzy memory of him potentially jumping off the cliff flashed in my mind.

Absolutely no way! “I don’t know!” she shrieked. “I swear! But… but I can find out. I can, I swear.” Selene’s nostrils flared. Her hands curled into fists. “That traitorous bastard…” Tamika collapsed onto the floor, trembling, the pain still radiating from her leg. Selene turned her back. Her voice was calm again, dangerously calm. “You’ve done well, Tamika,” she said. “Now one last thing.” Tamika looked up hopefully as tears poured from her eyes.