The Taste Of Revenge Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I won't heal. But I will endure." "Endure. I like that." Elion closed his eyes. He imagined Lysander’s face when they walked back into the mansion. He imagined the shock. The fear. He imagined Cale standing at the altar, broken but unbowed. "Hey, Cale?" "Yes?" "Does revenge have a taste?" Cale thought about it. "I don't know," Cale whispered. "But I imagine it tastes like ash." "Then we'll feast on it." And in the dirty motel room, under the buzzing neon sign, they slept.

“Wait. Let me understand this clearly. You went there for revenge. Revenge, Evelyn. Capital R. And now you’re standing nose to nose with the same man you swore to destroy.” “It was a moment,” I snapped. “A stupid moment.” She leaned closer. “Moments don’t make your voice shake like that.” I folded my arms. “You’re enjoying this too much.” “Of course I am,” she said cheerfully. “You disappear for years, come back with vengeance in your eyes, and now you’re melting because of one man’s jawline.” “It wasn’t his jawline.” “Oh?” Her brows lifted. “Then what was it? His perfect sculpted abs!"

I simply kept walking, head high, feeling lighter than I had in weeks. Revenge tasted sweeter than I ever imagined. Now… it was time to finish what I started with Helene, then we call it a revenge.

– the way he kissed her after that sentence let her know that he certainly wasn't just talking about making her ex-boyfriend and his lover jealous. And, heavens, she doubted the day would ever really come when she'd be sated, especially if he showed her what else existed beyond those devastating kisses. She could have sworn people said revenge was a dish best served cold. But, at that moment, she had the impression that she would eat it hot. Too hot.

"Usually I'm teaching them to survive kidnappings or active shooters. This is my first revenge training, it should be fun." ‎ ‎"Revenge training." ‎ ‎"That's what we're calling it, right? Training you to survive long enough to destroy the woman who tried to kill you?" Jade smiles. It's sharp. "Damian filled me in. I read your file. I read Aurora's file. I read all eight files. That bitch needs to burn." ‎ ‎I liked her immediately. ‎

Revenge is a dish that can be eaten hot or cold? In any case, it's up to you. In all, Sophia and Physio's revenge is eaten hot. Sophia was trying to play the game of seduction to distract Doudou. -The screams are starting to be incessant, I should go see what's wrong...said Doudou -Hey go to bed, do you want to spoil the moment or what, haven't you seen how I'm dressed just to spice up the session, Abdou is just screaming with pleasure

Revenge. FLASHBACK ends... * * *

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.