Novel & Cerita The Art Of Revenge

I copied their positions. Revenge was never this fucking glorious.

"I want him to understand what it feels like to be powerless, to be at the mercy of someone else's design." "Revenge is an art, not a blunt instrument," Violet observed, her eyes narrowing with an academic curiosity. "It requires finesse. Precision. Can you be our artist, Roanne?" "I can," I asserted, my heart thrumming with the promise of retribution. "And I will paint his world in strokes of fear and regret." "Passion is good," she acknowledged, her head tilting slightly. "But passion unbridled can lead to recklessness. Have you considered the price of this path?"

Preston interjects, furious. "That's rich coming from you, Preston." I narrowed my eyes on him. "And anyways, I'm the one calling the shots, here" I continued, flashing him a glimpse of the photos I captured of him and Miss Brooks. "Why can't you just forget about this, like it never happened? Why can't you just forgive and forget?" Preston asks, frustrated. "I wouldn't be the Revenge Artist if I did" I smirk, using Natalie's ingenious line.

"They're pushing me to my limit." Riley placed her hands on mine, her eyes full of worry. "Athena, are you okay?" she asked softly. I looked up at her, and honestly, right now, different emotions were flowing through me, but the most prominent was anger. I was so pissed that I didn't mind going along with Austin's idea. But death was not an appropriate punishment for Dylan and his buddies. "I'm so pissed. I can barely contain my rage. He really had to do this, but I'm grateful. It only makes my thirst for revenge greater," I answered, squeezing her hand softly.

Then I got out of the car and set it on fire and ran far from it then watched it explode from afar. "Very soon...I'll come for you, Vladimir. Enjoy your life as much as you can in the meantime." I walked towards the car I left there the previous day, slid into the driver's seat and drove back home with a feeling of satisfaction. I was going to finish my revenge, I was goig to end every single person who was involved in the ruination of my life and I was gonna do it in the worst ways possible. ** The Next Day I stood in front of my Target as he approached me. He just came from Australia and I was posing as his driver.

I took a deep breath and composed myself. ...But little do I know, this made his arousal for revenge fiery. Blind in vengeance, he was going to make an irredeemable mistake...

"Very well. If revenge is what you seek, then I shall help you. But remember, my dear, revenge comes at a price. Are you willing to pay for it?" I met his gaze, my resolve unwavering. "I will pay any price to see Alpha Axel suffer. I will stop at nothing until I have what I want." Ardolf nodded, his eyes filled with a mix of admiration and caution. "Then let the games begin. But remember, my dear, revenge is a double-edged sword. It can consume you just as easily as it consumes your enemies." Revenge would be my guiding light, and with Ardolf by my side, I would stop at nothing to claim what was rightfully mine. The battle had just begun, and I was ready to face the darkness that awaited me.

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.”

He did whatever his mother told him. And because I loved him, I let it go as long as it wasn’t too much. However, I never imagined that even in something like this, he’d side with his family to deceive me. He had completely betrayed my trust. Just then, as the cameraman following us finally lowered his gear, Mira suddenly lunged forward, snatched up the camera, and smashed it hard against the ground. She pulled out a knife and held it to her neck. “Fine! You think you’re so tough? I won’t make you pay me back. But listen, what happened today stays here. Nobody messes with the money I made online!