Sweeter Than Revenge Ao3 Novels & Stories

Anita said. “Well here we are” they chorused. “Anita sat up in mind. She ran her hands over her hair. Her hair was a mess. “So Anita, when are we leaving this pack?’ Violent asked. Anita immediately became quiet. A lot ran through her mind the most of it was the thought of ending Zayn’s life. She wanted him to feel so much pain as she had felt in the past. She had always dreamed of sticking a knife into Zayn’s heart. Now she was living in his pack and house, she couldn’t think of any other time to perfect her revenge.

And now that I had tasted this kind of pleasure… I didn’t think I could ever go back. I picked up my phone with shaky fingers and texted Sophie. Jane: You win. Send me more.

𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗥𝗗 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗣. 𝗢.𝗩- "So you are saying you love her that's why you abused her" its was Aiden.

I mumbled to myself. “Next time Aurora, you will have no one to help you out. You pathetic omega.” I thought to myself. I had a broad smile on my face as I kept thinking of various ways to get my revenge on Aurora for making me beg for Damon’ attention even after many months on her departure. Suddenly, out of the bloom a bright idea crept into my mind. My smile was from ear-ear fantasizng how sweet my new revenge plan is for Aurora. “No way out for you this time, you useless maid!” I clenched my fists while lying down on the soft king mattress. It was big enough for three people to sleep comfortably on without any inconvenience.

“Go ahead. I cannot wait to hear you beg me not to reject you. Well, do not worry. I could never reject you. You are my second-chance mate, and having you around will bring me strength. And as an added bonus, it gives me the perfect chance to get my revenge on you for killing Stephanie. Every single time I touch another she-wolf, you will feel it. I have to warn you, LILY, I love sex. So you are going to be experiencing those betrayal pains ALL. THE. TIME. I have heard they hurt like hell. Best revenge ever. I get to hurt you without ever touching you. I hope you are ready. My guess is that you will be on your knees begging me to reject you within just a couple of weeks.” I turn

Seeing him with the ridiculous ex-girlfriend of the man she'd been in love with, a woman she clearly considered inferior to herself in every way, as that recording had made very clear, must be like death to Suzan's ego. Yep, Logan couldn't have been more correct when he'd said they'd be bothered to see them together. And, more than that, she herself didn't expect to feel a little pleased to see those expressions on their faces. It was still far from lessening the pain caused by everything they had done, by everything she had heard, by all those horrible feelings that still haunted and overwhelmed her, making her feel like she was nothing... But there was still, yes, a bit of contentment in k

I undid the rest of the buttons, the shirt sliding down my arms. He looked up, golden-black eyes glittering, drinking me in. “Sunshine,” he murmured, “you’re spoiling me.” I smirked. “Maybe I want to spoil you more.” Right now—I was bare. Exposed. Completely his. I was doing more than seducing. I was sinning....With my ex-mate’s uncle. And it felt so damn good. Who knew revenge could taste so wickedly sweet?

In a fit of rage, she grabbed a kitchen knife and ended their lives, ultimately receiving a prison sentence. The baby was brought to me. I didn’t keep him. After all, this child was theoretically the offspring of mine and Felicity’s enemies. I’m no saint. I sent him straight to an orphanage and never intervened again. Then one night, I dreamt of Felicity. Turns out her spirit had never left. Only after I completed my revenge was she able to rest. She expressed profound gratitude for my vengeance. My eyes welled with tears as I whispered sincerely, “It should be me thanking you for giving me the chance to live again.”

Snap my neck like a twig. Instead, he leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear. "So, you want revenge?" he murmured, his hot breath making me shudder. "You want to use me to hurt him?" I swallowed hard, looking straight into his eyes. "Yes." Killian laughed. It wasn't a happy sound. It was dark and wicked. "Good," he said, suddenly slamming his hand against the door behind me, trapping me between the wood and his hard body. "Because I haven't eaten in days. And you look... delicious."

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?