Tis The Season For Revenge Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Everything.” His jaw tightens, his hands clenching into fists. “I know.” “No, you don’t.” My voice hardens, my own conviction taking root. “That’s why they have to pay.” His head snaps up, his entire body going rigid. “Revenge isn’t the answer,” he says, stepping toward me again. “You shouldn’t do this.” I laugh, but it’s hollow, bitter. “Why not?” “Because it’ll destroy you.” “Destroy me?” I take another step back, crossing my arms. “Sebastian, I have nothing left. What is there to destroy?”

“This is about revenge. You took my place. And now, I’m taking yours.” And before Isabella could react— The lights went out.

GET the revenge body ✔️ Take over his company ✔️ Ruin any girl who gets romantically involved with him ✔️✔️✔️ Her revenge list was all ticked. She was supposed to be drinking, laughing, and savouring the taste of sweet revenge. But she did none of that, because revenge was not sweet... not as sweet as she had expected. Thomas was married, Aiden had cancelled their date earlier for a hot official matter, everyone was happy but her.

Vivian ran her hand through her hair and replied confidently: “I'm going to get revenge on Suelen and Ciara.” Sebastian frowned, incredulous. “Why are you going to get revenge now?” “There's an emergency at the Carson Group that needs to be dealt with tonight. I'm going to accompany Mr. Carson to the meeting.” Such a good opportunity, how can I let it slip away?“ Vivian replied, opening the door as she spoke. Hearing this, Sebastian got up from the couch, worried: ”Vivi, are you really going to do this? It will ruin your reputation!"

Would she start to regret having to pretend to be her boyfriend? She had been absolutely right the previous afternoon, when she'd thought that confidence wouldn't last long. Less than a day into the revenge and she was already bursting with anxiety and tension. - Not really together... - Missy reinforced, talking to her sister to try to distract her mind from those troubling ideas - It's really just to annoy... You know who. - Melissa Edith Sutton is taking revenge on someone... – Megan repeated to herself slowly – Hell must be frozen over at this hour.

Revenge. FLASHBACK ends... * * *

I said, my grin widening as her face went pale. "You’re bluffing! You don’t know anything. Stop lying! You don’t know why she lost her job!" Lisa shouted, falling right into my trap. "Wait, does that mean her mother wasn’t on vacation and was actually fired? That bitch acted like she was better than everyone. What a joke!" someone from the table behind us said. Lisa's face turned as red as a tomato. Revenge was so satisfying; who would have known it would feel this good to get back at the people who hurt me? I should have grown a backbone ages ago.

She places the call on speakerphone and we all wait when the click signals whoever it is has answered. “Hello Teagan, how can I help you?” My eyes go wide and I feel excited. I look at momma and she winks at me with a shit-eating grin on her face. “Hello Alessa. I need you help.” She says and I become giddy. The Mother’s Revenge are assassins and helped us get Rebel back. The Mother’s Revenge are fucking legends in both my world and the world of the MC.

My dark hair was tousled just enough to hint at the chaos I unleashed in private, and my tailored shirt clung to my rippling muscles, unbuttoned at the collar to reveal the tattoos snaking across my chest—reminders of a wilder youth before I clawed my way to the top of Voss Enterprises. I sipped my scotch, the burn sliding down my throat like liquid fire, matching the heat building in my veins. Tonight was about revenge, wrapped in the sweetest, sluttiest package: Isabella Moreno, the stunning wife of my most hated rival, Victor Reyes. That slimy bastard from Reyes Corp had tried to undercut me in the latest merger, leaking false rumors to the press about my "unstable leadership." I'd crushe

A physical release of all the rage and anticipation building in my chest. Garrick Savage took everything from me because of Reign. My father. My pack. My future. And now I'm taking everything from his son. Then Garrick will be next. "You feel that?" I pant, my hips slamming against her ass hard enough to bruise. "That's victory, Ravenna. That's vengeance." She reaches back, her nails digging into my thigh, and I release her mouth long enough for her to gasp, "Harder. Fuck me harder."