Novel & Cerita Best Revenge Romance Novels

Upon hearing Calvin's remarks, my classmates cast scornful gazes from all sides at me. "I mean, her parents work for them, live off their food, stay in their house, and even ride in their car every day. And yet, she still has the audacity to send love letters to Calvin! I can't help but feel embarrassed for her!" "I bet she's been reading way too many romance novels!" Calvin's lackeys kept picking on me. Noticing my silence, Calvin probably thought I was still the same powerless heiress who had let him spread those rumors about me in the past.

"Did she really do this? And if not, was it someone else? Who? Who feels like this about their own family? Afraid that someone in your family might hurt you." Tears streamed down my cheeks as I breathed heavily. "I'm... weird, right? Am I broken?" I asked, the tears dropping from my eyes and cheeks. Seeing me crying like this, Amory seemed to struggle to hold back his own tears. "I want revenge," I said after a pause. "Against those people who made me like this." Amory leaned closer to me, reaching out a finger to touch my shoulder. "Tell me. The real reason why you want to marry me. Is it for revenge? Against Elena and Mrs. Smith?"

In his heart, he desperately craves the type of love the author writes about. “ Someone is In love.” Alice teased. “In love with her books? Yes. Double sided revenge is the latest book. It's a book on romance driven by revenge. Dark romance.” Sehun added. He removed his jacket and folded it nearly before he placed it on a side of the wide blanket.

Lexi Walsh the mayor's daughter seems to think her beloved is innocent or does daddy's little princess just have a thing for bad boys? I threw the magazine on the couch. "Why do you read this garbage Rain?" "You're missing the point here," Rain leapt at me. "He's a potential murderer. You can't possibly work for this man!" "Rain the article said he was a suspect." "Research the case then," she said, "the killer hasn't been found. April you cannot trust extremely handsome and rich men. They have a way of getting things swept under the rug!" "You're acting like a crazy person," I snorted zipping up my skirt and stalking back into my room to find my other shoe.

"I won't, Melek, trust me, no one will find out." "Thank you Habbab, thank you. You are the best thing that ever happened to me in my whole life. My prince charming." Yes, of course... Prince Charming. It turned my stomach to know that I was going to hurt this woman, who more than a woman was like a silly, innocent girl who didn't know the real world. May Allah help me to complete my revenge, I don't think I have enough strength.

My claws itch, torn between longing and suspicion. I slam the laptop shut, my pulse racing. The moonstone’s pulse surges, amplifying my alpha blood, a power I ignored in my past life when Damon’s false mate bond blinded me, letting Lana steal our relic. Reborn by the moon goddess, I’m Starfang’s heir, and I’ll protect my pack—Gideon, Cee, Dad—at all costs. Lana’s schemes—her rape lie, her call with Damon plotting his tutor role—keeps getting things complicated. I wish she could just follow the script and lose her shit.

I knew he was right but I didn't want to accept Dominic leaned in, close enough for me to feel the heat of his breath near my cheek. “I’m not just offering revenge,” he said, voice quiet and dangerous. “I’m offering resurrection, Ava. You have nothing left so this is your chance to have it all back and rise like the queen you are.”

In a world teetering on the edge of collapse, I wasn't about to stake my life on his sense of morality. Perhaps when I tried hard to get back to him, he was already wearing a mask of sadness, telling everyone that I was dead. After all, Lina was his first love, his soulmate, the one he would never forget, no matter what. The distant howls of the undead grew louder, yet a strange calm settled over me. I had already been forged in fire. The relentless cruelty of my past life had stripped me of illusions and honed my survival instincts to the extreme.

Instead of replying, the tall man walked around my bed and placed the flowers on my bedside table, then stuck his hands in his pockets. From the corner of my eyes, I could see the woman going about her task like nothing out of the ordinary was happening, which led me to believe that my brother-in-law's presence here was nothing new. "What are you doing here!" I asked again, anger curling in my belly. Roman Hastings was my husband's half-brother, and the thorn in his flesh. Ever since he had moved in with the Hastings at the age of five, he had been doing everything in his power to outshine my husband. He sabotaged Levi to get higher grades in their school days, stole Levi’s cars and crashed