Sweeter Than Revenge Ao3 Novels & Stories

His eyes roamed down my body hungrily as he bit his lips lightly, showcasing his sharp edgy fangs. “Let go of me, you sick pervert. I'm not going to suck you off like a fucking whore.” I growled, pushing him away from me, trying to ignore the way my traitorous body reacted to him. I was a woman with hormones. You wouldn't blame me for being attracted to a fine Russian specimen. Anyone would with a high sex drive would. He smirked. “Aren't you a whore? You moved from being the sweet innocent Aurora to getting fucked for money.”

My repaired heart is only asking one thing from the day I became numb is Revenge. See u soon XAVIER REVENGE IS ON I am back for my VENGEANCE -Yours love with lots of hatred Jasmine

She screamed then glared at me as if that would stop me. I tsk when she attempts to close her legs and place my shoulders in between, so she can’t close them. An electric shiver courses through her when I lower my mouth to her core, hovering but not touching. She moans when I inhale deeply despite the slight embarrassment I sense in her. Aurora's flavor is divine, reminiscent of the memory from that fateful night after I laid my wife to rest. It's a taste that lingers on the tongue, rich with layers of sweetness and depth, evoking emotions buried deep within my soul.

And then— Elise walked in. I felt her before I even looked up. And I could smell her. And holy hell, she smelled like fucking trouble. The kind of trouble that curled around my senses and refused to let go. Sweet, but not innocent. Like vanilla laced with something sharper—wild honey, maybe, or the faintest bite of citrus, teasing at the edge of something decadent. It wasn’t overpowering, just enough to get caught in the back of my throat, clinging to my skin like a goddamn ghost. It pissed me off. Because it made me want to sink my teeth in just to see if she’d taste as fucking good as she smelled. Jace made a noise caught somewhere between a strangled choke and a laugh—or hell, maybe the s

squealed and squeaked Janice Valeria together with all her hatred, dissatisfaction as well as vendetta towards Aquarius and Evania. “I’ve got quite a lot of evidence about what you’ve done to my Eva Sweetheart previously. Should you not try to repent and correct yourself, I’ll definitely hand in all those proofs to King Harun Halfiz and Queen Jessica Warayama. Until that stage of occurrence, are you really sure you can run away from the bad as well as severe punishments waiting for you? The attempt of murder is also a sin in our demons-realm. I think such a simple regulation and policy like that, you’ve also understood it properly, haven’t you?” quipped Sugar Aquarius smirking tauntingly as

Dylan urges and emphasizes on the last word. We shift into our wolf forms and run,leaving dead bodies and the injured behind. What's that quote that they always say about revenge? Something along the lines of : "love is sweet but revenge is sweeter." They were right about that! ____________________________________ Hope

I got up but heard her mumbling in her slumber, “I am supposed to hate ...you ...because you killed my family....when I look at you I am supposed to remember my sister screaming in ...pain but...but... all I can see is a sweet guy asking for forgiveness for a mistake he didn't do. I don't want to believe you.... but it's a rage of war between my heart and brain ....but all I know is that I lov... Like you Sean, my Mr. X so much that it hurts to take rev...." I stood still waiting for her to continue what she was saying but she had already dozed off.

She's a bold one and wasn't planning to shrink in confidence over this new goal. She will make him her man. *Author note* Hello, beautiful people. Thanks for giving this story a try and hope you will join my discord server, so we can interact and perhaps you could share your opinion on the story so far. Also a community to make friends. Server Link: https://discord.gg/Q7tY3F8

Jaxon When Christopher stormed into my room, the door hit the wall hard enough to rattle the frame. His face was carved in fury. And I was still tasting Aurora. Her scent lingered in my lungs like something addictive—warm skin, soft shampoo, that faint sweetness that clung to her pulse. My sheets still carried her heat. My hands still remembered the curve of her waist. She’d been right here. Within reach. Too fucking close. Where I could just rip that shirt off of her and—

[The Reawakening] The taste of copper on his tongue didn't just break the code; it detonated the very foundation of his reality. When Dante’s lips met the blood blooming from the wound he had carved into my shoulder, a jagged lightning bolt of pure, unfiltered memory surged through our shared connection. The "Sync" didn't just whisper—it screamed with the force of a thousand dying suns, tearing the white Sovereign veil from his mind until there was nothing left but the raw, bleeding truth of who we were.