Sweeter Than Revenge Ao3 Novels & Stories

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?

Lia *** Trigger Warning *** Pain surged through me, tears blurring my vision as I witnessed my mate being pleasured by another woman, someone who wasn’t me. The sight seared into my mind, a dagger twisting in my heart. I gasped for air, each breath a struggle against the agony of his betrayal. His climax echoed in my ears as he released himself down her throat, a gut-wrenching sound that intensified my anguish. Determination burned within me, vowing to punish her for daring to touch what belonged to me. With a wicked smile, he whispered, “We’re not finished yet, sweetheart,” as he sat down, forcefully guiding her onto his throbbing member.

For a few moment silence filled them, just staring at each other until he broke the silence, softly. “You're such a vengeful and selfish person, Sandra.” His lips curled in only she can recognize as reproach. “Can't you let it go? Goddammit. It's been five years. Sarah is out of the picture. Our lives are now intertwined and we can't do anything about it.” “All I know is that... revenge is sweet.” She murmured. “I love winning and I hold grunges. I enjoy nothing more than hearing the lamenting of the people I destroy." She leveled her gaze to him. “It's the way I am."

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So, because she just wanted to know why he changed. But to get revenge for what just happened, she is still angry because he forced her to take aphrodisiacs even though it was not as bad as she thought, on the contrary, it made her understand what it feels like to achieve orgasm and sublimation. “Then it remains to be seen your attitude. If you were me, you'd do the same thing I'm doing or maybe… you'd be more resolute and decisive than I should be.” Quinn grinned.

The image of his naked body pounding into Christy was now seared into my mind like a brand, and the fury rose in my chest, until it was hot and suffocating. I wanted revenge. I wanted to show him I was not a dead fish. I wanted him to know that he was the one who was terrible in bed. That I was not defective. That I could feel, I could cum. That I could give pleasure and receive it. I had chosen to wait for the right person, and that choice did not make me broken. I cried harder, my shoulders shaking, but the pain did not ease. I wiped my eyes and looked around the bar through blurry eyes.

The caption read: “Hot ??” I smiled to myself and completing the statement under my breath: “Hot… sauce.” Curiosity got the better of me. I scrolled down to the comments. Of course, they were filled with girls. One wrote: “Tasted this sauce… would wanna taste your hotness next” Another: “You are hotter anyway” A third: “Can I be your hot sauce, baby?” I kept reading, my jealousy rising with every thirsty comment. My chest felt tight. I knew it was silly — he was with menow — but seeing so many girls openly flirting with him still stung. I rolled my eyes and tossed my phone aside.

Unless… I blinked, the realization hitting me like a freight train. Revenge. Roman, as if reading the shift in my expression, chuckled softly. “She looked like a total badass, boss,” he said, leaning casually against the wall again. “I saw some pictures. She walked in there like she owned the place. Like she was about to burn the entire Jones family to the ground for messing with her.” My lips twitched, and I smirked. Yes, revenge. And if Aurora was there to get revenge, she wasn’t just aiming for the petty kind of humiliation that Elena thrived on. No. The only revenge that would truly shake the Jones family to its core was tied to the secret they’d been keeping from everyone. The secret on

Her thirst for Aiden’s blood grew stronger by the moment, the need for revenge smoldering in her soul like a dying ember Seeing the raw emotion in Taylor’s eyes, Scarlett released her embrace and grasped her hand. With a solemn tone, she began to speak, “Watching him fall will be sweeter than swift revenge. Revenge, after all, is a dish best served cold.” Taylor’s face lit up as a wicked thought crossed her mind. “What if we made him suffer a little every day? That way, we can enjoy his downfall without ending things too quickly,” she suggested, a sinister smile creeping across her lips.

Soren smiled in relief. "How do we know it's just taste though? What if seeing her blood or even smelling it triggers the bloodlust?” I gripped my hair in frustration. "That would mean you can't be around her on her period." Soren sniggered softly, I sent him a dry look. He coughed lightly, “do you know what snapped you out of your haze?" “The mate bond, when it snapped into place, it snapped me back into place too. It was a really bizarre feeling.” I murmured.