Books On Revenge Novels & Stories

He draws the sword through the icy fire terrain. He had murdered hundreds, drunk all their blood and left them withering to the dirt. He walked as he uttered, "I am Revenge: sent from the infernal kingdom, To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind, By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes. Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. ... And wash their hands in...Kathleen's blood."

"You have yourself. Your intelligence, your strength, and your worth. Those don't disappear just because one asshole couldn't see them." "He's right," Ares adds. "And honestly? The best revenge is showing him exactly what he lost. Living well, being happy, and proving every single thing he said about you was a lie." That word “revenge” sparks something in my chest. "Revenge," I repeat slowly, and suddenly I'm thinking about Leo's smug face, his absolute certainty that I'll come back, that I need him. The three men exchange a loaded glance. "Revenge is complicated," Harvey says carefully. "Usually backfires."

She wants to repair the irreparable by saving what can still be saved. And me… what do I want? I want to survive. I want my children to survive. I want to grow strong enough so that no one can ever hurt me again. And I want… I want to strike back. An eye for an eye. I want the whole city to taste the ashes of my humiliation. But revenge is a dish best served cold. It takes time. Patience. Resources. Strength. Everything I don't have. Everything Martha can give me.

Author's POV "I DON'T CARE! FIND HIM! TRACK HIM! EVEN IF YOU HAVE TO FIGHT HIM JUST DO IT, UNDERSTOOD???" Dylan ended the call as he looked at Josiah who was pacing around the office furiously. "I.. I am sorry buddy! I didn't know he would go to this length to take revenge", But Joshiah wasn't willing to hear any apologies or excuses, he angrily interrupted his sentence. "Ivy is paying for what she knows nothing about. You know this is all your fault Dylan. You told him lies about and now, all he has ever thought of is revenge. A FALSE REVENGE DYLAN! A FALSE REVENGE! Why didn't you tell him the truth?",

In that instant, I wanted to reveal her true colors to the whole world. Jason smirked smugly and reached his hand into my shirt collar. I returned my senses with a shudder. Suddenly, I kicked him hard in the groin, grabbed the thumb drive from his hands, and ran like my life depended on it! He crouched down in pain, roaring furiously at me, “You’re dead, Cheryl Summers! Let’s see how long you can stay first in the class!” When I got home, I immediately put the thumb drive into my computer.

He remained steadfast in his belief that true justice could be achieved through compassion and integrity. As the fight for justice continued, Alex learned to navigate the delicate balance between personal grief and public responsibility. The shadow of revenge no longer loomed over him as a dark cloud; instead, it had transformed into a guiding light, illuminating the path toward meaningful change. In this journey, he discovered that the most powerful revenge was not in retaliation but in the relentless pursuit of justice that could foster healing, growth, and a better future for all.

That way, everyone would be entitled to big fat bonuses at the end of the year so that they could celebrate their New Year holidays happily. It turned out that my subordinates all viewed the sales performance that I had put great effort into achieving as nothing but results I had yielded from selling my body to other clients. They weren't grateful to me at all. Instead, they all looked down on me disdainfully. In fact, when I was slandered in my previous life, not only did those male colleagues not defend me, but they also sabotaged me.

Cody even tried to grab my hand, but Noah stepped in to block him. “Emily, I know I was wrong. I’ll never listen to my mom again. “Because of my sister, I lost my job. Yet, my mom still wants me to get her out of prison. I’m really starting to hate her! “From now on, I’ll only listen to you. Please forgive me. Just look at me, Emily. Please?” I remembered how, in my last life, I had begged their family in the same pitiful way. Cody’s response back then had been, “You brought this on yourself. You deserve it.”

“Do you hear me? I want her crawling, begging, regretting the day she crossed me. She thinks she’s safe because she’s hiding behind Blackwood, but she isn’t. No one humiliates me and gets away with it.” Fiona stared at the mirror in horror, that was her most priced possession! The chair had crashed into one of the mirrors in the house and it shattered into pieces. “Are you out of your mind?! What did you do that for?!” She snapped. Runes ran his fingers through his hair, eyes scanning the room in anger. “Fuck!” He yells. “Do you think throwing tantrums will win back respect? You want revenge? You will do it carefully, quietly, and strategically. Otherwise, you’ll destroy yourself faster than

"I'll do it. I'll agree to go back to the family and cancel the wedding with Robin." A long silence stretched from the other end of the line. He didn't ask why. He just said one word. "Alright." After hanging up, I immediately called my wedding planner. "This is Isabella Moretti," I commanded. "The wedding is off. I want everything pulled. The hall, the cars, the security detail, the food, the flowers. Pull it all. Now." "Wh-what? Miss Moretti, but…" "Do as I say." I have seven days to plot my revenge. The countdown starts now: Day One.