Beautiful Revenge Novels & Stories

And when Reva fell because of her fight with Renee at that time, Reva also got a chance to frame and blame Renee for the problem. Knowing that fact, Renee's anger rises. Now there is no longer any regret and guilt that Renee feels for making Reva lose her child. Because in reality, Renee is a victim of all these things. And that's when Renee accidentally met Jason, an Asian man who now lives in England. His handsome face and extraordinary charm seemed to captivate Renee's heart who was in his anxiety. Until finally the relationship between Renee and Jason was just established. And without feeling that now everything has happened for 1 year, which means now is the time for Renee to start her

He did whatever his mother told him. And because I loved him, I let it go as long as it wasn’t too much. However, I never imagined that even in something like this, he’d side with his family to deceive me. He had completely betrayed my trust. Just then, as the cameraman following us finally lowered his gear, Mira suddenly lunged forward, snatched up the camera, and smashed it hard against the ground. She pulled out a knife and held it to her neck. “Fine! You think you’re so tough? I won’t make you pay me back. But listen, what happened today stays here. Nobody messes with the money I made online!

She looked at Elena. "Revenge is... it’s an exhausting way to live," Diane said. Her voice was quiet, a little hesitant. It wasn't the voice of the woman who had dominated the boardroom a week ago. "If I wanted revenge, I would have stayed. I would have fought Marcus for the penthouse. I would have made his life a misery in court. But I didn't. I walked out into a storm with one suitcase and nowhere to go." She paused, looking down at the diamond on her finger.

And plenty of time to regret it. This was the perfect revenge I had prepared for all of them.

The yard crackled with the kind of electricity that made men make mistakes. “You will regret this,” Jack snarled as Scarlett turned to leave. He raised a fist and slammed it against a steel post in a raw, animal sound that made the air seem to thicken with anger. He drew breath to curse her, to vow bloody revenge, but his voice only rose into a roar of impotent rage. Scarlett paused at the edge of the light and looked back once. The look she gave Jack was flat, final. “Be careful what you threaten to kill, Jack,” she said softly. “Sometimes, death comes to those who order it and to those who expect it last.”

’ you stole my life,but I will make sure you lose everything you stole “. A knock sounded on the bathroom door. “Miss Vivian”. Maria's voice sounded from outside. “You have been in there for almost an hour”. “I'm coming” I turned off the shower, wrapping a tower around myself before staring at my reflection in the mirror. Vivian’s face looked back at me. Beautiful, elegant, confident. Nothing like the timid Sandra Raymond. Maybe fate didn't make a mistake after all,Sandra had died because she was too trusting but Vivian would survive because she trust no one.

Drawing my hands away from her, I gazed into her stunning blue eyes, which seemed to be glaring at me with a hue of lust that could not be mistaken for anything else. However, a ripple of surprise flashed through those same blue oceans when I dropped to my knees and looked up at her, my chest flooding with the same warm feeling and desperation bleeding through my veins. “Do whatever you want to do with me Zara Richmond. I wouldn’t dare complain. Have your revenge. Make me suffer. Give me your worst.”

BEN'S POV. "Fuck you! I learned karate, don't fucking come near me," Ben heard Beatrice drop venomously in the restroom as he tried to keep track of the guy following behind her when he felt something off about him. He wasn't expecting to see her so damn sexy in the club, so he kept on watching her discreetly and when she glanced back and took notice of him as she gazed at him, he felt the uneasiness in her face and he hated that although he had sworn to take his revenge on her for what she did to him sometimes he doesn't want her all that terrified of him.

“Finally, Madam speaks.” Benita chuckles. “You think this is funny, don’t you? Think this is just a piece of entertainment?” “Well, you can’t blame me, Beni-Lin.” Her gaze darkens at the nickname. Mine gleams with amusement. “It takes a certain level of obsession to dedicate years to plotting revenge.” “The revenge is worth it,” she says, “if the enemy scars your face, shoots you, then dumps your body in the sea.” “Ah.” I tilt my head to the side. “Now that I think of it, how did you survive?”

“Revenge is a delicate game, bunny. Most people rush in screaming and swinging wildly, and they end up destroying themselves in the process. They give their enemies exactly what they want, chaos, emotion, weakness. Don’t be like them. The people who hurt you want to see you break. They want you messy, desperate, crying in front of the world. Don’t give them that satisfaction. Let them think they’ve already won. Let them get comfortable. Smile at them. Make them believe you’re still the same broken girl they stepped on. Then, when they least expect it… strike once. Strike clean. Strike so hard they never recover. True revenge isn’t loud or dramatic. It’s quiet, calculated, and absolute. Make