A Lover's Revenge Novels & Stories

Raven faked a laugh while a corner of her eyes glanced at Aspen and Lance, “what's the problem? Are you mad at me that I lost our child?” “What?” Kailin frowned even harder. “Why on earth would I be-?” “You were very particular about having an heir. You must hate me now that our pup is no longer with us.” “Why would I hate you for that reason I-?” “It's okay, Lycan Kailin. I know the truth.” Sorrow settled in Raven's eyes. “I know you never loved me. I know you used me to get an heir. And that is fine. We will try again, and I will give you what you want.”

And between her thighs, the expert caresses of that afternoon's second lover. She was not a bad person, not at all. She was just a woman in love with her lover, who used all kinds of blackmail and trickery to keep him by her side. For an instant, he thought Arthur would refuse since he wasn't one of those who liked threesomes in that way. But she did it to punish him and show him that she was in charge of their relationship.

"Because you do it with every girl, even Luci, who is like one of the coolest and most beautiful people ever. Then who am I? I don't have a Cinderella complex. I'm not the type of girl to think that a guy will simply think she is so special." He looked at her with an overall serious expression on his face. "First of all, you are special. Now let me clear up some misconceptions you may have. I told you I loved you, I've never told any girl that, not Luci, not anyone. I know what you think about me. You think I'm a player who enjoys being with different girls. I'm not going to deny enjoying being with different girls, I absolutely do. But I'm not a player, and I've never told any of these girl

He took a deep breath, attempting to control the storm brewing within him. “I loved your mother more than words can convey, you don't know how much I missed her,” he said, his voice strained. “Don’t question my feelings or motives. You’re too young to grasp the complexities of adult relationships.” But before he could continue, his daughter’s grief-fueled defiance took over. “Did you really love my mom? Or did you only marry her because of her wealth!” Elissa shouted. ‘slap’ In a surge of frustration, Alfredo’s hand met her cheek with a sharp slap. The sound echoed through the room, leaving an eerie silence. His eyes widened, realizing the weight of his actions, while his daughter’s tear-str

One of the most successful men in the country, gone overnight—it had been headline news for months. Behind Dianne’s back, Lovett sneered. ‘Crocodile tears.‘ She hugged Dianne in return and leaned close, her lips brushing the woman’s ear. “I’m back,” Lovett whispered calmly. “And I’m taking back everything that belongs to me. Every single thing you stole.” Her voice dropped colder. “Starting with this house—the one you’re throwing your pathetic feast in. It’ll be blood for blood, Dianne.” Dianne stiffened. All the color drained from her face.

With everyone watching him, he pressed a tube of lipstick into my palm and said, "I didn't know you were such a klutz. You didn't even realize that you left this behind." The tone of his voice made it seem as if he were talking to his lover. Tristan's gaze darkened in an instant. He gritted his teeth and demanded, "What are you going here, Xavier?" "Are you deaf? He said he's here to return Luna's things," Dad retorted. However, Tristan seemed to be deaf to Dad's words. He glared at me and asked, "Did you leave me for him, Luna?" I barked out an indignant laugh. "Not everyone's like you, Tristan. Not everyone's a bastard who can't stay loyal to their partner."

“They don’t care about Delaney. She’s just bait. Kevin has everything he wanted from my phone. He doesn’t need your necklace, not truly. He wants _you_.” Seth emphasized the word, his eyes wide and fixed on hers. “In an isolated location. Where Victor can’t establish control quickly enough. You’re Felix Hart’s daughter. The final unfinished piece of Malik Zacchaeous’s revenge. After thirteen years of waiting… Malik intends to finish what began in Rome. Tonight.” The world spun for a moment, the concrete walls pressing in. Rome. Malik. Her father’s death. He wasn’t after the necklace. He was after her. He wanted revenge. And Delaney was just a pawn.

Lover cut that flesh out like a pro as if he has been doing this his whole life, it didn't take time and it didn't hurt too long by the time he was finished and was dressing the wound, Eric had wished he had let him cut Jason's. He was ready in no time and Lover moved on to Jamie while they watched, the other jerked and yelled until the number was cut clean off his wrist. "All good here," Lover stood up and stare down at them. "You can clean up this place, there is bleach in the cabinet while I go burn this." After collecting the dead skins into a dustpan, Lover walked away leaving them to clean up, which they began doing in no time. ******* Returning to the living room the scent of beef ste

His hand stroked my back slow. Sleep my queen. He said. Tomorrow we hit the politicians. The churches that launder his money. Then the taxi watchers. Piece by piece. I closed my eyes. His heartbeat under my ear. His cum drying on my skin. The taste of him still on my tongue. Revenge tasted sweet. But love with him tasted sweeter. Spicy and endless. We had taken back our arc. The one stolen by death and duty and now by enemies. Matteo was just a tool. Vic was next. And when it ended Valerio and I would fuck and love and raise Livia far from this blood.

Stevie-Lou's POV The thing about revenge is that it tastes better slow. You let it simmer. You add sugar, lies, soft kisses. You let the man believe he’s safe, loved, maybe even saved. And then you pull the rug. Smith Hart thought he found the one. He really did. And I played that part with the kind of grace that would make Oscar winners cry.