Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge Art Novels & Stories

But I will give him a deep kiss afterward so he won't pass out in fear of going through as much pain as I am going through right now. His bitter revenge. My sweet revenge brought us together. I love him and he loves me too. And we will be together till death do us part! THE END!

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.

Eyes beautified with a golden and red touch. Extensions on her eyelash making it look huge and curly. Her cheeks had a red tint and dark red lipstick was highlighting her lips. From eyebrows to lips, she looked like a temptress and not to forget her dark red gown which fitted her curves perfectly. Ansif got startled with a fake throat clearing and looked outside window. Arif smiled at his cousin's action. Sure, he don't like her! Arif chuckled. Δ “Nothing to worry, Her sugar level was low. She is weak, take care of her ”The doctor said and Ansif breathed in relief which didn't go unnoticed by Arif who stood there smirking.

He breaks the kiss off but keeps his face close to mine, our noses tickling each other. “We can’t do this at the party, Mafia man,” I say. Hesmiles. Not a lip twitch. Not a distant and calculating smirk. An actual full-fledged smile. “You might have a point there.” He lets out a shuddering breath. “In your expert opinion, can an actor ever rehearse too much?” “No,” I say, knowing what he’s getting at. He crashes his lips against mine again. This time, I drag my hands up his arms, savoring the feel of his hard muscles. His arms bulge as much as his manhood like his body is telling me how badly hetrulywants me.

I screamed as the world seems to rotate I closed my eyes and await the pain as I hit the floor "Gotcha" His deep intoxicating voice sounded near my ear I shivered and smelled his manly perfume mix with aroma of beef and it kind of make a good smell,I know who it was even before I opened my eyes "Thank ya" I chuckled and opened my eyes slowly and just as I thought it Leon "You welcome my Lady" he replied jokingly I giggled "Hmmmm" the nurse cleared her throat as to remind us she's still here "She still have 10 more steps to go" she said to Leon

Quinton pressed at the faint red mark on the back of his hand and spoke in a pitiful tone, "Dr. Foster, I know you're upset about your hands. I only wanted to share the good news that I’d just published three papers in top journals, but you tried to hurt my hands instead?!" He had stolen my work in plain sight and won everyone's praise. As for me, I was already notorious. Voices of contempt and abuse rose all around me. Before I could say a word, Magnolia slapped me across the face. Then, she ground the heel of her shoe into the back of my hand. The pain nearly made me black out. "Quin never did anything to you! He's still thinking about you on his wedding day, and this is how you repay him?

Celeste asked innocently. "Just Aria being dramatic again. Some fake funeral notice or something." Celeste leaned against his chest, letting out a sweet laugh. "Oh Marcus, just ignore her. She's only doing this to make you feel sorry for her." She traced circles on his chest with her finger. "You know how desperate she gets for attention." "Let's not let unimportant people ruin our mood," she continued, her voice dripping with false sweetness. She picked up her phone and quickly took a screenshot of the email notification. Then she snuggled closer to Marcus and took an intimate selfie of them together.

If I had known this before taking it, I wouldn't have done it, despite my pain I can't regret what I lived with Alexander because for the first time in my life in my time with him I was really happy, but taking this picture I should have left it like this when I realized that he didn't want a picture. I don't know why he did this to me or if I do, but what hurts me the most is that to hurt me he used something I wanted as a good memory, I told him and he didn't care, he didn't care at all. And now I have to question myself if in everything we lived through he always acted, because if he did he is the best actor in the fucking world we live in, because every feeling and every gesture he had w

"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?"

Is this woman even in her senses? “I wasn’t talking on phone DAMMIT! I was talking to myself and I guess she didn’t listen to what I said carefully. I was thinking and talking about the old times when I was hell bent on taking my revenge on her. I didn’t mean it at all.” Steve sighed and placed the ice pack aside. “Explain it to Cassie”