The Taste Of Revenge Book 2 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The call ended. Ava stared at the black screen, nails digging into her palms until her eyes burned. She knew she was in trouble. Not because of the money, or her mother’s life. But because in that moment, when Landon had pressed her against the glass, forcing her to watch New York burn beneath her, she had tasted the sweetness of revenge. And the sweetness of being utterly possessed. Terrifyingly, she wanted to taste it again. Dawn broke, pale as a fish's belly. Ava threw the phone into the trash. She lit a new cigarette and this time, she inhaled deeply.

And somehow, she had returned. Panic rose, but it didn’t last. Fear had no place here anymore. Trevon had thought he could end her, but the universe had other plans. She was alive, and this second chance came with a promise: this time, she would control her destiny. Stepping onto the streets, the city seemed to recognize her rebirth. Everything smelled sharper, brighter, more dangerous. Faces had changed, but the rhythm of the city hadn’t skipped a beat. And somewhere in the chaos, she would find her revenge—and maybe, a new kind of love.

Revenge was the only thing that kept me alive when everything else was taken. My teenage years were gone. Wasted. While other girls lived. While other girls laughed. While other girls dreamed. I planned murder. I planned revenge. And now— I was twenty. A murderer. Pregnant. Carrying the child of the man I was supposed to destroy. A bitter taste filled my mouth. I had nothing left to lose. Nothing. I couldn’t even take back what belonged to my father. His name was poison. His empire was built on bones and fear. If I stepped into it, it would swallow me whole. I wouldn’t last a day.

Damien’s voice still echoed in my head as I walked away: I love you. Love was easy to say. Love was cheap. But revenge—revenge was earned. Two days before the wedding, I lost everything. And in that same moment, I decided to take everything back.

We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and I can't fucking wait. That's the end 😭 It's been one hell of a ride and I can't thank you all enough for reading to the end and voting and commenting. Thank you to my early gang badbunnyrabit RoyaleGates hellomy20 who make me so excited to wait for their comments on an chapter! I can't tag everyone again but if you've commented you've made my day 😌. Next up is Damian's book, The Mafia Have Feelings Too. I'll post the character chapter so you can add it to you library if you're interested in reading it. You'll see Marcus, Nathan and Cole there too 😉

“I think you’re stupid enough to steal from the Delgados.” His finger flexed on the trigger guard. “Tell me why.” “Because you burned my past. Because you stamped ash across everything I loved, and because your notebook might prove it.” She wanted to utter these words so badly, but she didn't. Instead she said, “I wanted to know who I work for.” “Curiosity gets maids fired.” “Bullets splatter,” she reminded. A tense beat. Then he exhaled; frustration, not relief. “Put the book down,” he repeated.

The taste of victory had only whetted my appetite, leaving me craving more. The question hung in the air, tantalizing me with its possibilities: who would be my next target? Whose life would I unravel next? The possibilities were endless, and with each passing moment, my desire for retribution grew stronger. I prepared for my next move, I couldn't help but revel in the power I now held. The world was my stage, and I was the master of the play. The question remained: who would be my next victim? Whose downfall would mark the next chapter in my story of revenge?

me: " if you are Hayden LI.. and the great business man.. then why did you joined as my father assistant and married me.. " Hayden: " oh you want answer.. ask your dad.. oh I just forgot to say.. from now onwards you won't go out of here... fine let me tell me.. I just joined your father company.. to take my revenge... " Listening to this, I felt like my world collapsed... ' revenge... what revenge...!!!!'

I was stepping into unfamiliar territory, risking everything for a chance at revenge. A figure emerged from the shadows, a tall and imposing man with a cold gaze. It was Blake, the alpha of the rival pack. His piercing eyes met mine, assessing me with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion. "You're brave—or foolish—to come alone, Ashley," Blake said, his voice carrying a low, rumbling tone. "What brings you here?" "I seek an alliance," I replied, my voice firm and resolute. "I've had a falling out with my alpha, Matt. I want to take him down, and I believe we can achieve that together."