A Brides Revenge Novels & Stories

Bound by Revenge The crisp, white pages of the marriage contract stared back at Claire Donovan, taunting her with the weight of the decision she was about to make. Each carefully typed word, each legal clause, felt like another nail in the coffin of her past life. This wasn’t just a contract—it was a gamble, a risk that could either grant her justice or destroy her completely.

When he came back to her, he had an envelope in his hand and handed it to her. “What is this?” Aria asked as she stared at the envelope. “A marriage contract,” he told her, “I need you to get married to me and be my wife and then I'll help you get revenge against your ex-husband. That way we both get what we want.” Aria's gaze was fixated on the envelope. Contract marriage?, she questioned herself. This could be the answer she needed right now. A revenge that would put her ex-husband in the worse of all places. She wants to make him feel so miserable, just as he has made her feel.

An hour ago I was standing on the bridge about to end it all and now here I was in my supposed fiancé’s house. Yes… I’m getting married to Sebastian. If I have to marry a total stranger to bring Ethan and Lila down, I will. After all, I married for love… and look what it did to me. Now I’m marrying for revenge. That alone sounded crazy in my head, but at this point, nothing about my life made sense anymore. I sat on the couch quietly, rubbing my hands on my lap, trying to calm the fury inside me.

' I thought. My stomach churned. Was I just a pawn in Giovanni's game? I'm I just being used to achieve his plans to destroy Rhys and his park? Or will he truly grant my revenge on Mara for stealing my man while I was away and get married to him and Rhys who abandoned me and married my foster sister, Mara, claiming he's now in love with her? Was my revenge worth the cost? —

The groom's heart did not solely belong to his bride; it still yearned for another woman. Amanda and Brian sealed their marriage with a kiss without genuine emotion. Their wedding felt more like a scripted play, a performance for the two influential families. Suddenly, Brian's gaze shifted towards the wedding guests, and he was taken aback with anger as he spotted Emma, the woman he despised most among them. Emma locked eyes with Brian, savoring the moment, sipping her wine with a malicious smile. She had come here to continue her plan of revenge. Emma approached Brian amidst the wedding reception, her eyes filled with mockery and disdain. She couldn't resist taunting him to satisfy her own

I never believed in getting married out of love but here I am doing that one thing I never believed in or never knew existed. Dazed, I let the sound of applause get drowned in my head as I approach the arbor where the groom of the day is awaiting me. His name is Ryan and I am going to be his bride today. Not because we love each other but for different reasons and goals. I want my father to be back on his feet. I want him to return to that confident, strong man he used to be and I also want my revenge on Fred and Brenda. I am not doing this because I want our financial status to go back to the way it used to be but I guess wanting to help my father recover his business will lead to that whic

“I, Elena Brook , take you, Adrian Cross, to be my lawful married husband. For better or worse, in poverty and in riches… I couldn't wait to hear the rest. I had heard those words during my brother’s wedding. Those vows, promises, those happy moments, the butterflies that usually fly in everyone’s belly. I had imagined myself saying those words one day. Now hearing them spoken to someone else entirely…it felt like a stab in my chest. And the only thing I knew was no one else but my beloved Man, My fiance was getting married but the bride isn’t me. I could hear my ears ringing. My chest tightened painfully like I was wrapped in someone’s hand and I was being squeezed. I raised my head up to l

So I moved backwards, and stared at him in anger. Rich people do have a lot of attitude just because they have a lot of money they think that they can do anything. I watched that arrogant man leave, he told me that he would never marry a woman like me or even if I was the last person left on earth he would not marry me. "I don't care if I want to marry a person like him, As if I wanna marry him." I would never marry a person like him, I hate him. I then rushed towards the little girl who was wounded.

“We’re taking everything that matters to him. We begin with Nowelle—then, we finish him. You’ll gain his trust. His heart. You’ll access files, schedules, finances. Every move he makes, I want to know it before he does. Understood?” I stay quiet, processing. This means seeing him more—more than I want to. Just the thought of being near him again stirs feelings I’d rather bury. But then I remember what his father did to mine. I don’t care if I have to be his chef, his driver, his dog walker—I’ll do whatever it takes to destroy them. “Okay, Uncle. As long as Stephen pays in the end, I’ll do anything.” He nods. “Apply tomorrow. Blend in. Be useful. You alone hold the key to your revenge.”

"Just let me leave. I won't cause any trouble for your wedding, I swear. The last thing I ever wanted was to be your wife." Adrian scoffed. "You've been reborn, too, haven't you? In your past life, you schemed to have Emily killed to secure your position as Mrs. Quirrel. How could I ever trust someone as vicious as you?" He actually believed I was responsible for Emily's death. "I don't know what you're talking about." I retorted. "I've never harmed anyone." "Stop pretending to be innocent," Adrian snapped. He stepped forward and looked at me with utter contempt.