Novel & Cerita Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge Art

said Andrew touching Celine's very pale face. The man turned his gaze to wipe away the tears that had fallen too much down his cheeks. Andrew looked back at Celine and smiled dryly. "I will avenge your killers. I will not release anyone who will be your killer. I will really kill him," said Andrew full of vengeance. Andrew had closed Celine's body back until it was completely covered. The man stepped away from the room where Celine's corpse was. Andrew must take his revenge on the real culprit. ***

The old couple's cries pierced the air, raw and unrelenting. Suddenly, a surge of anger coursed through me, and I hurled the powder compact in my hand to the ground. It shattered, scattering fine particles across the floor like dust over a battlefield. "Can you two just shut up already?!" I shouted, my voice slicing through their wails. "God, you're driving me insane! If it weren't for all your flailing around, do you think I'd have wasted my false lashes? Do you even understand how essential false lashes are to eye makeup?"

I laughed, rolling my eyes. “I do love him. You know nothing about me, Nicholas Chavez.” “Then why are you here? Why didn't you stop me when I-” “This is just my little way of getting my revenge. And guess what? It's a sweet revenge. The sweetest one you'd ever get.” I chuckled without looking at him, putting on my shoes. He stood up and grabbed my waist roughly. “You're mine, and mine only. Damon is dead, Kiara.” I groaned in pain, feeling a sharp twist in my chest at the mention of Damon's death. “What did you do to him?” I said coldly, my eyes blazing with hot tears that were about to fall.

- Of course it is. – Missy smiled, her wide innocent eyes wide – It tastes like pineapple and it's not bitter at all, like other drinks that always leave a bad taste in my mouth. - This is called V.I.P. It's one of my sister's favorite bar specials. They let a pineapple sit for days inside a gallon of vodka, squeeze it and then... This is the result. It's literally pineapple flavored alcohol. – he saw Missy's eyes begin to widen with fear little by little… Comically little by little – Oh, love, I'm sorry. How many glasses did you drink? – they both knew that Missy got drunk extremely easily. And he could hardly imagine what would happen if she had drunk too much of something as strong as vod

I want to say a huge thank you to all of you for supporting me on this journey! I love you all!! We have reached the end of ‘Sweet Treachery’, and I must say that it was a rollercoaster! Enjoy!! She had a wonderful life Filled with love and light It all ended when her pack Was invaded by the Rogues She became a fugitive Lost both parents And had to pick up The broken pieces Of her life. She was taken by Devilio, Humiliated and disgraced

A servant stood at the door and whispered, "madam, sir, said you should take care of Miss Sabrina..." A LITTLE AUTHOR NOTE Dear Readers, I know this story can be painful to read right now. Liliana is suffering, enduring heartbreak, injustice, and losses that may make you angry, frustrated, and even want to give up on this book. But I promise you, her pain is not meaningless. Some revenge stories burn hot and fast. This one is different. Revenge is a dish served cold, and Liliana's revenge will be worth the wait. Every tear, every humiliation, and every moment of suffering is building toward something unforgettable.

I wondered if he was here to ask me to do something for him again. "What are you doing here?" I asked him. Trevor had a smile on his face, and I could tell that he was in a good mood. Just yesterday, he had been angry that his plan to get rid of Vance didn't work out. Seeing him so happy made me worried deep down. Did he come up with some kind of plan that worked this time? Trevor walked over to me and grabbed my shoulders, a smile on his face.

He never forgets to kiss my face, especially every time he goes to work. I closed my eyes as I felt a tear fall from my eyes. I thought everything was now okay. I got everything—Styx's wealth, his trust. I thought I would be happy after that, but I still couldn't find the joy I expected to feel. It's like there's still something missing that I can't fill and that even revenge can't cover up. I thought that when I recovered, I would be happy again. I will be able to laugh again without carrying any anger in my heart.

Now, it was obvious—there was no way it wasn't him. They didn't get much actual stream content tonight, but they sure got enough couple content to last. Then again, realizing thousands of people were third-wheeling made it easier to accept. Just as the screen cleared from all the gifts, and Chester was about to stop, that same default-profile-picture, default-display-name username from last time started spamming again. Chester narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"You're—you're going to die if I don't pull it out!" "I'm going to die either way, so why not just choose the painless way?" I let out a weak laugh. As if the laugh had triggered something in me, I began coughing nonstop and spitting out large lumps of blood. Vincenzo's panic increased, his eyes watered, and tears started running down his cheeks. "No! No! No! You can't die yet," he cried. "I just found out that it wasn't just Mia who framed you. Don't you want to stay alive and get your revenge?"