Tis The Season For Revenge Novels & Stories

To get revenge on someone like Julian, he had to pretend to be a submissive dog before finally biting him when he was caught off guard. "I will get my revenge. I haven't forgotten about the incident in the past that traumatised me until now! Making me feel pain and tightness that I can't sleep well. I won't just let it go; I will avenge my family's death!" Bastian replied with emphasis. "Then prove it. Don't just say it!" said Julian.

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 was a dish best served cold. Camilla didn’t agree. Revenge was a dish best served in the church with a fake pregnant test result and an astounding slap. To celebrate her successfully executed revenge, she was on a shopping spree today. The clothes she didn’t get the day Vanya interrupted her, she would get them today.

That way, everyone would be entitled to big fat bonuses at the end of the year so that they could celebrate their New Year holidays happily. It turned out that my subordinates all viewed the sales performance that I had put great effort into achieving as nothing but results I had yielded from selling my body to other clients. They weren't grateful to me at all. Instead, they all looked down on me disdainfully. In fact, when I was slandered in my previous life, not only did those male colleagues not defend me, but they also sabotaged me.

I will surely get to the root of this and get revenge! Those wicked people that murdered my parents should get ready for a taste of my vengeance!

"So, you intend to see this through to the bitter end, don't you?" "So what?" Mom asked loudly and powerfully. "An eye for an eye, and the time has come for you people to pay for the life you took back then! I only regret that you were allowed to live comfortably for 15 years! I'll only forgive your family over my dead body!" Isabella scowled heavily. "Fine. I dare you to keep up the tough act! Just you wait!" Not long after they left in a huff, Tessa, who had received the news, rushed over.

He asked again in a very serious tone. “Kind of.” I honestly answered. It’s true. But the feeling of getting betrayed was far greater than the love I am feeling. I remembered the sick expression he have when he pushed me off the rooftop and how he shows no remorse after. That scene was engraved in my head and my heart. “Will you be taking revenge then?” “You ask a lot of questions.” I rolled my eyes and tucked some hair behind my ear. I heard him chuckle. “You want to learn from me to take revenge right?” He muttered in a low tone.

The lines between hate and love blurred, forcing her to confront the complexities of her own emotions. As the silence lingered, Florida and Beta found themselves caught in a delicate dance—a dance of revelations and unspoken truths, where past wounds collided with unexpected connections. In this pivotal moment, Florida's journey of revenge took an unforeseen turn, opening a path to rediscovering the depths of her own heart and the possibility of forgiveness.

PROLOGUE They say revenge is a dish best served cold. They’re wrong. Revenge is a nine-year plan executed in Louboutins and a smile that never reaches your eyes. It’s watching your ex-husband’s empire crumble while yours rises like a phoenix built from the ashes of every tear you cried alone. It’s standing in front of cameras with your son, the child they tried to steal from you, and watching the world finally see the truth. I got my revenge. I won.