Sweet Triumph: Tamara's Revenge Novels & Stories

She then turned my back to step outside the curtain. “Siba, you’re here. We got you a fresh one. But I think she needs a lot of detoxing before we could sell her.” A man’s voice boomed laughing at his own words. “If you’ve seen her opponent, she was ruthless. She bit through her neck cutting a vital vein! Blood spurted everywhere!” I covered my ears and shut my eyes to escape their conversations. I hummed a song in my head to silence the man’s obnoxious laughter.

But I will give him a deep kiss afterward so he won't pass out in fear of going through as much pain as I am going through right now. His bitter revenge. My sweet revenge brought us together. I love him and he loves me too. And we will be together till death do us part! THE END!

He gasped “Very possible” I pulled the dagger out of Josh’s hand and stabbed Aaron in the heart “Now die you piece of utter crap I smiled as I saw the light fade from his eyes, and I felt the click of his pack becoming mine. “Looks like we have a new Alpha in town” I laughed

“Oh, good. I was worried you’d miss your debut.” I stand so fast the ottoman screeches against the floor. “What the hell is this? Why are you spreading false rumours? I'm mentally unwell?” She shrugs. “Relax. I just told the truth.” “The truth?” I laugh. “You framed me.” “Framed... is such an ugly word, don't you think, Clara? I prefer rebranded.” My hands curl into fists. “Take it down. Right now.” Florida’s smile widens. “Make me.”

He immediately caught my hand. "Now, I don't want you getting drunk on me." I gave him a cheeky grin. "Come on. Let me try just a little. It's a rare vacation. One won't hurt." His hands continued peeling shrimp as he gave me a mock glare. "Fine. But just a little." Excitedly, I popped the top and took a sip. Ugh. It was bitter. But very quickly, that was replaced by a sweet, savory sensation I couldn't quite name. I took a few more gulps. The bitterness began to fade, and I realized it was actually quite delicious.

I add, “and I’ve always said she left on her own decision. That’s true. But it wasn’t clean. Nothing around that time was clean. People got pulled into things they didn’t fully understand.” I stop there for a moment. “I’m not proud of all of it,” I admit. “And I’m not going to pretend I had control over everything that happened just because I was part of it.” Zara doesn’t speak for a while after I finish. When she finally does, her voice is quieter than before. “I’m scared, Dominic,” she says. “I’m falling in love deeper with you than I planned, but all odds are against us, pulling us apart.” “You can trust me, Zara,” I reply. “I know it’s hard, but every successful businessman out there had

Sylvia advised. Amara didn't feel too good, it was as If her headache increased. She screamed for help, but no one answered. She watched the evil smirk on Sylvia's face while she screamed, and she almost hit her head on the wall. How could she have been so blind and trusting with Sylvia? "Now you're going to die like I have always wanted. You think I've let go of my ambition? I will be the Luna no matter what or who comes my way." Sylvia spoke, with her eyes gleaming with delight.

How would she even trust me after all these? I forced my eyes to focus as Sarah walked toward me with a cup of coffee in her hand like nothing had happened. She looked too calm, too collected. I was still in my house. My bedroom. The curtains half-drawn, daylight spilling through. I wondered who hit me, darn it. It was a hard one. “You almost killed me, Damon.” She smiled as she sank onto the edge of the bed. A small smile played on her lips. Why the hell was she smiling even after what I’d just done to her?

Look what the gods had to do to contain him. “These are the rules of our society. I’m not trying to dictate to you.” Tamara stated seeing the darkness to his gaze and she swore that the silver was turning darker and changing color or something. “We’ll go over there first and then I’ll get food.” She said and got out, as she turned in her seat and pushed the door open he leaned forward. His face was very close to the back of her head taking in her scent again. She didn’t notice he did it, but he calmed a bit. She never smelled like deceit, but her scent was better to him again. Something he could greatly like.

Her face was flushed with humiliation. “ You should've thought of what I'd do, thought of the consequences before crossing my way, before cheating with that dead head. But thank you, for taking that trash out for me, since that's what you're good at.” With that, she hung up. Tamara’s knees buckled. Her breathing came in ragged bursts. “ That bitch, why my good? Why?” She burst into tears, screamed as she looked at all her life's work. All gone. With no single one left.