The Taste Of Revenge Book 2 Mga Nobela at Kwento

My teeth ached from gripping. Revenge is not a single strike. It is a long, patient thing that makes small demands until the edifice collapses. I had reach. I had time. And when I said I had nothing left to lose, the truth of it stung my tongue like salt. ************ AUTHOR’S NOTE Hi beautiful readers,

The moment the glass doors sealed behind her, the outside noise vanished but the storm inside her head roared louder. This had always been part of the revenge she built brick by brick. But she remembered the way William once looked at Cassandra like the sun rose and set with her. A love that once seemed unshakable. What happened? Was it really all because of her? Her thoughts spun wildly until a stinging force cracked across her cheek. SLAP! Serena staggered, head whipping to the side. Fire burned across her face. Gasps erupted from the staff around the lobby. Serena lifted her chin slowly and met the blazing fury in front of her.

And trust me when I say—Book 2 is going to be about survival in ways that will make Book 1 look like a warm-up. Because here's what I need you to understand: We're only getting started. Book 1 was about Ivy finding her place in a world that didn't want her. Book 2? Book 2 is about Ivy TAKING her place and burning down anyone who tries to stop her. It's about Ares proving that he's not just some control freak with a hero complex—he's a man who will literally take a bullet for a child that isn't even his because he loves that child's mother beyond reason. It's about Lucas learning that sometimes the world is scary and unfair but his mama is ALWAYS going to fight for him.

"This revenge will end soon. You guys rest easy and be happy in your new places. I love you." Alexander smiled again and put the photo back into a worn-looking book. He put it in the nightstand and locked it securely. He took a deep breath before finally leaning back. Those eyes looked at the empty ceiling of the study. The fist grew stronger with the memory of the blood staining the floor. Her happiness was completely unrecoverable. "Why are they so mean to you?" he muttered, holding the tightness inside his chest with the memories that could not let go of the past events.

Just when I thought he had finally forgotten Lena and was going to stay with me forever, he dragged me to Lena's grave after I gave birth and skinned our pup alive right before my eyes. I finally realized the truth when I watched my pup die horribly. He had planned it all from the beginning. I died full of hatred and resentment as he tortured me to death. I swore if I was given another chance before dying, I would make Dion pay.

Eloise’s eyes flickered to Antonio, staring to see the smiles from the laughter they'd shared hours ago still clinging to their lips. The memories of Mason's yells, his pale face and trembling hands wouldn't stop the bubbling feeling that rushes through her veins. Revenge tasted sweet. She'd admitted to herself. But this man standing quietly beside her in the elevator —had just made it intoxicating. Never in her wildest dreams would she have thought of revenge being this satisfying, this amazing, leaving her grinning like a fool.

I was studying everyone: who whispered to who, who smiled too hard, who looked at me like I was a threat. Because one day soon, they all would be shocked. Most especially the main characters in my revenge story. And then, I saw her. At the far end of the hall, under the glow of the chandelier, a woman wearing the same gown as me. Red silk. High slit. The exact same design. My heart gave a strange, amused flutter. For a second, I almost laughed. Then the realization hit me like a quiet shock. That woman was her. Mike’s wife.

I stepped back through her sobs, a dark satisfaction blooming this was just the start. At home I gathered every trace of Alex, piling gifts and photos high before lighting the match flames devoured two years of lies until only ash remained. Staring into the inferno, my voice hardened. "Now revenge begins." *** Hey lovelies, Do read and don’t forget to leave your reviews and comments. sora

He stood behind me wrapping his arms on my waist. I flinched as he rested his head on my shoulder inhaling the scent of my hair. "This wasn't the way I planned things to be, making you marry me wasn't part of my revenge plan.” He whispered into my ears as he bit my ear lobe. My eyes widened at this statement. He…. He was doing this for revenge? Why? What did I do to him? Did he have something against my father before he died and was that the reason why he was doing this to me?

"It's your fault! It's all your fault!" "What? It's obviously your fault! I was on Mr. Leeds' side! You're the one who convinced me to believe Yves, saying that his major was in Food Safety, so he's smarter and more trustworthy than Mr. Leeds! Look what happened! I was the one who was tricked!" "Don't even mention that asshole Yves! He's probably hiding with his parents somewhere!" "If I ever catch him, I won't let him off the hook!" Amidst their angry shouts, Steve, who had once been saved by me but then betrayed me, suddenly dropped to his knees.