Contemporary Romance Web Novels & Arrogant Revenge Stories

Think of that one time your heart got broken. For Kiara, it was when her husband cheated on her. But in her heartbreak, she found hope in the most unlikely place-a nightclub and a strange, handsome man named Valentino. The relationship between them begins to grow almost immediately, with Kiara feeling alive again after years. But in proportion as they get close to each other, she is faced with the possibility of losing everything that counts, including her heart, her sanity, and her pride. Can Kiara choose between the familiar comforts of an older version of her life versus this new relationship? Well, one thing is clear-the state of her heart would never remain the same.

“Zion,” I mutter. “If you don’t get your filthy hands off of me, you will not like the result.” “You used to beg for these filthy hands,” he murmurs. I am shocked by his words, and when I look up to look at him, the desire is unmistakable.“I prefer cleaner hands now,” I reply. His eyes flash in anger. “Let’s see about that.” “What do you mean by that?” I ask. “Come to my home, and I will make you forget about all the clean hands that have been on you.” I lick my lips without even knowing it. My heart thunders, and I hate it. I hate the way I hate Zion, but my body doesn’t. “I will never sleep with you again.” He smirks slightly and steps even closer to my personal space, not caring about everyone in the room. “Who said anything about sleeping?” Before I can say anything, he walks away, and I look at his retreating figure, feeling a wetness I haven’t felt in a long time. And it has to be for the man I am going to destroy. ______ At 22, Alana is the young, loyal and brilliant PA to the rising young billionaire heir Zion Koh Foster. She falls for the young billionaire quietly, and he falls for her even harder. But then there is a corporate betrayal that shakes the Foster empire. Zion is manipulated into believing that Alana was a snitch planted to give information to their rivals. He destroys her publicly. Ashamed, she leaves, but years later, she returns, but not as his assistant, but as the woman who can take everything from him. And that is exactly what she wants.

Renee trusted the people closest to her without questioning their intentions. She loved deeply, gave freely, and rarely expected anything in return. Her kindness was mistaken for weakness, and her patience was mistaken for submission. After betrayal tears her life apart, something inside Renee changes. The considerate woman who once put everyone else's feelings before her own disappears. In her place is a bold, daring woman who knows exactly what she wants and refuses to let anyone stand in her way. Revenge becomes the only thing that matters.

Betrayed and murdered by the husband she built from the ground up, Evelyn gets a second chance when she wakes up in the past—along with the ability to read minds. When her greedy sister, Vanessa, eagerly "steals" Evelyn's former fiancé to snap up his "future billionaire" status, Evelyn calmly steps aside. What Vanessa doesn’t know is that she just married a monster, while the true empire and the city's most powerful heir belong to Evelyn. Left with nothing and mocked by her family, Evelyn prepares for her ultimate revenge. And when her toxic family tries to humiliate her, her billionaire husband’s grand arrival will wipe the smiles right off their faces. "You wanted my future, Sister? Enjoy the monster I made. I'll take the billionaire."

“Seraphine Anderson, do you take Arthur Ashford to be your lawful husband?” “Yes, I do.” Seraphine recited her wedding vows with tears of joy, gazing at the man who had been her whole world for the past two years. However, when the same question was posed to the groom, Arthur abruptly pulled his hand away and snatched the microphone. “I do not.” * * “You can’t deny it anymore. I have DNA test results proving those three children are mine.” Sera just laughed dismissively. “That evidence means nothing. They’re my children. You’re just a sperm donor who happened to cross my path. Go away... you’re not that important.” * * “I love you, Seraphine. But my family’s vendetta is far greater than my love for you,” said Arthur Ashford as he called off the wedding at the altar. “You cast me aside in front of the whole world for the sake of your vendetta, Arthur. Today, now that you know I gave birth to triplets for you, don’t expect me to let them call you ‘Dad,’” said Seraphine Anderson, four years later.

Sophia Laurent believed she had married the man of her dreams. Victor Hale was wealthy, powerful, and notoriously difficult to please, but behind his cold expression, Sophia had discovered a tenderness she thought belonged only to her. For two years, she stood beside him through corporate battles and family criticism, defending him when others called him heartless. She trusted him with everything, including her family's trust. Then, on their second wedding anniversary, Sophia overheard a conversation that shattered her world. Victor had never married her for love. He had married her because she was Daniel Laurent's daughter. Years earlier, Daniel's business decisions had contributed to the collapse of the Hale family empire, leaving Victor's father disgraced and Victor determined to make the Laurent family pay. By winning Sophia's trust, Victor gained access to the connections and financial leverage he needed to dismantle her father's company from within. Sophia left without giving him the satisfaction of seeing her break. Two years later, she returned as an independent investor, determined never to let another man control her future. When her firm became the deciding force in a deal that could save Victor's struggling empire, she discovered that the husband who once controlled her world now needed her signature to survive. Victor wanted his wife back. Sophia wanted the truth acknowledged, the damage repaired, and Victor to understand what he had taken from her. But revenge becomes complicated when the heart remembers what pride tries to bury. As old wounds reopen and business rivals close in, Sophia must decide whether the man who destroyed her trust can become the man who deserves it. Victor once believed marrying Sophia was the perfect way to settle an old score. Now, winning back the woman he loves will require something he has never willingly surrendered: control.

I thought marrying my boss meant I had finally found the man who loved me. I was wrong. The moment I became Mrs. Blackwood, everything changed. The man who once made me feel like the luckiest woman alive became the same man who made me question my worth every single day. Then his beautiful “cousin” moved into our home. Suddenly, I was the barren wife who wasn’t good enough for him, while everyone treated her like she already belonged in my place. I endured it all until the night my husband went too far. That was the night I ran. I thought my best friend would be the one person left in the world I could trust. Until I saw something on her phone that made my entire world collapse for the second time. Something I was never supposed to see. Something that made me realize my husband wasn’t the only person who had been lying to me. So I disappeared. Years later, I returned as someone they could no longer recognize. A successful woman. A mother. A CEO whose name was suddenly everywhere. And when the Blackwood family finally discovered who was behind the empire threatening theirs, it was already too late. Because they thought I had come back for revenge. They had no idea I had come back for the truth. And the truth was far more devastating than anything they had ever done to me.

Wren married into the Castellano name believing she'd been chosen. She hadn't. She'd been selected, the way you select livestock for good breeding. When she found the contract that proved her husband's mother had picked her for her clean medical history and nothing else, she didn't scream. She packed a bag, took the child growing inside her, and disappeared before anyone thought to check the nursery. Five years later she's Dr. Wren Calloway, the surgeon who rebuilds the faces of people who used to have power. She doesn't do it for absolution. She does it because control is the only thing that ever kept her safe. Then Sebastian Castellano walks into her clinic asking for a consultation under a false name, and recognizes her before she can get the door closed. He has spent five years hunting a woman who vanished without a trace, and he never once imagined she'd taken something of his with her. Now he wants back in, not just to the marriage he wrecked but to the son he never got to name. Wren isn't interested in giving him either.

Blurb “...what’s your reason for coming to Haven City, ma’am?” The Haven City officer asks. “I’m Aurelia Hayes. I’m here for my family.” She turns to Zeke. “How about you, Sir? What is your reason?” “She’s my wife.” He intertwines our fingers. My jaw drops. No… No, I’m not. >>> Aurelia Hayes never expected her world to fall apart, much less discover that her father was responsible for the suffering of so many people. Including the family of Ezekiel Bell. Brooding, ruthless, and haunted by his own losses, Zeke has every reason to hate her. To him, Aurelia is a Hayes, and that alone makes her guilty by association. To her, he's an infuriating man who seems determined to make her pay for crimes she didn't commit. In a strange city, their marriage is supposed to be nothing more than a way to get what they both want. No feelings. No complications. Easy enough, right? She needs his help to find the truth, and he wants revenge on her family. Falling for each other was never part of the plan. But when the truth comes out, will Zeke choose Aurelia, or the revenge he's spent so long chasing? WARNING: Contains mature themes.

I was born an imperial princess. I was raised as a prince. I am doomed to be an Omega. To secure her grip on the Sovereign Empire, my mother, the Empress, erased my existence the moment I took my first breath. To the world, I am the Second Prince, a weak, unimpressive Beta. A spineless pawn in a court ruled by ruthless Alphas. For years, I have choked down toxic suppressants to hide my true Omega nature, enduring the calculated cruelty of my arrogant half brother, the open humiliation from the Duke meant to marry into our line, and the quiet, unbearable contempt of the empire’s deadliest military commander. They look at me and see a rival to be crushed, a joke to be laughed at, a boy not worth their blades. They don't know who I really am. They don't know that while they were busy dismissing me, I was building an empire in the shadows but my suppressants are failing. The heat is coming and the secrets I’ve buried are about to explode the very foundations of this palace. When the smoke clears and my scent fills the halls, the three men who made my life a living hell will realize their fatal mistake. I was never their punching bag. I am their ruin.

Three months ago, Daniel Cole left me two weeks before our wedding. No goodbye. No explanation. Just a text at 2:14 a.m. and a loan with both our names on it. Now he’s back. Same smile. Same navy suit. New fiancée. And guess who just signed the contract to plan their wedding? Me. Chimamanda Okorie. Amanda to him, thank you very much. The bride is Tiwa Ajayi-Williams, the sweetest heiress in Lagos, and if I walk away now, I owe her family fifty percent of a fee I’ve already spent keeping my father alive. So I smile. I order the peonies. I pretend I don’t know the groom. Then her brother corners me. Oluwadamilare Ajayi-Williams. CEO. Cold as a boardroom at 8 a.m. He reads bank statements for fun, and he’s certain Daniel isn’t who he says he is. He’s right. Daniel isn’t even his real name. Dami’s offer is simple. Pose as his girlfriend, get close to the family, and help him expose the man who’s about to marry his sister. In return, my debts go away. Five conditions. One signature. Absolutely no kissing. It should be easy. Plan the perfect wedding. Ruin it at the altar. Except the closer I get to the truth, the more Daniel’s lies start leading back to me. Dami is looking at me like I’m the only thing he can’t put a price on. And I’m starting to forget which part of this is fake.