Novel & Cerita Best Revenge Story

, Cassius, grinning, his arm around her. She stared at it for a long moment, then deleted it without blinking.” “Since God has given me a second chance, I will not let history repeat itself again,” she smirked. She hugged her parents tightly. Tears crept down her cheek. “Mom, Dad,” she called with a breaking voice. Her parents looked at her. “Why are you crying, dear?” Her mom asked. She couldn't tell them. How do you explain to the people you watched turn to dust that you have come back?

The comet, now the size of a hill, continued its course towards Gulistan Palace, but Sikandar had other pressing matters. “What do you mean I don’t win?” He asked, confused. You might want to talk to me inside your head. Sikandar looked around, seeing Ayesha, Salman and Faizi giving him concerned looks. Aarif, Shaan and Meeran stood by watching him with interest. ‘Good guys always win.’ Most of the time and that’s the issue. The world of web novels is filled with revenge stories where the protagonist gets the last laugh and a happy ending. It’s time we delivered a revenge story where the hero loses. The author came up with the idea and I agree with her.

“That bastard tried to get close to me, of course I fought back! In that moment, I didn’t care about anything—I just grabbed whatever I could and threw it at him! Thank god, a small porcelain bottle hit him right on the forehead. He collapsed, and I took the chance to crawl out.” Even though her tone still carried anger, her expression had calmed considerably. After she finished, Vega’s eyes turned red. She couldn’t stop herself from expressing relief. “Oh my god, thank goodness you were lucky and managed to get away! If that scumbag hadn’t been hit, I can’t even imagine what might’ve happened!” “Is he still upstairs?!” Christan asked coldly, his face darkening.

I asked her. She smiled and nodded. “Yes, they’re all professionals. Don’t be worry,” she said. “Which of them is the best?” I asked once more. “He’s an ex-convict,” she said, pointing to a man. “He took a break for a few years since he was imprisoned, but he still knows a lot. He accepted the job because when he came out, he discovered that his family had been murdered.” I nodded twice in agreement with what she had stated.

Rebecca felt her insides churning and she felt like turning back and leaving. How dare Melisa even try to show her face to her? How dare this murderer? Five years ago, she was betrayed and humiliated by this devil and her husband, five years ago she was poisoned and killed by this devil and her husband, five years ago her life ended but even today, Melisa was the first person she was seeing. Even today when she woke up in a body she didn’t even know, her enemy was the first person she saw. Rebecca scoffed, the universe must really suck.

My identity was the only thing I had left. “I—“ I didn’t have the words, and I couldn’t form a sentence; I only stared at him as if he had grown two horns. Kill Isabella Monroe, the woman who was betrayed, the woman who trusted too easily, the woman who lost everything because she was too blinded to see the truth. Those were the words that rang in my head. "Do you think you're strong enough for that?" he asked, his voice quieter now. "You're falling apart over your face, Isabella . What makes you think you can get revenge when you're losing your mind over a scar?"

I said, my grin widening as her face went pale. "You’re bluffing! You don’t know anything. Stop lying! You don’t know why she lost her job!" Lisa shouted, falling right into my trap. "Wait, does that mean her mother wasn’t on vacation and was actually fired? That bitch acted like she was better than everyone. What a joke!" someone from the table behind us said. Lisa's face turned as red as a tomato. Revenge was so satisfying; who would have known it would feel this good to get back at the people who hurt me? I should have grown a backbone ages ago.

“My husband and I had been dating since high school; we planned to get married after he graduated from college, but a month before our wedding, I found out that I was pregnant and happily went to inform him but saw him with Amira’s mother, who claimed to be pregnant for him. He broke up with me without thinking and married her. I had to hide my child and secretly raise her until he came back to us a year later, after his wife died. I accepted him back, as I didn't want my child to grow up without a father and a proper status. He has already sent Amira to the countryside because she was born with poor health; everything was fine until she returned a few months ago. She accused me of killing h

I say slowly, "what would be the point? They'd just find another way to destroy me. They always do. Victoria always wins. She's been winning against me for years." "Not if you destroy them first." The certainty in his voice makes me look at him. Really look at him. There's something in his expression that's almost predatory. Like he knows exactly how revenge works. Like he's done it before. "I don't know how to do that," I admit. "I don't know how to hurt people. I'm not built that way. Every time someone hurts me, I just... I hide. I disappear. I make myself smaller. That's all I know how to do."

We had survived assassination attempts and coordinated strikes, fought off rogues and vampire armies. We had survived it all and built something beautiful from the wreckage of our broken pasts. Our story had started with rejection and pain, with me bleeding in a forest and Dante convinced he was cursed to walk alone forever. It had included violence and loss, hard choices and harder sacrifices. But it ended with love and family, with children playing in the courtyard and allies who stood with us, with peace earned through strength and defended through unity. Proof that being rejected by the wrong person could lead you to exactly where you were meant to be. That sometimes the worst thing that