Charlotte Revenge Novels & Stories

Wisdom looking at Carmine enters the room. Einar kisses Kiri's head, “our girl is handling her business.” Kiri nods looking at Wisdom and then at Carmine fussing about Boyd digging into his business. “That son of a bitch had luck on his side. I should have killed his no-good ass.” Carmine pours a glass of whiskey “Leprechaun looking ass.” He looks at Wisdom “I take it you killed Hestia.” “Killed her ass. Your daughter vaporized that woman.” Idris chuckles.

“Help me! Please!” Adam’s eyes widened in shock. “Charlotte! Have you lost your mind?” he shouted, rushing toward us. “Let her go!” “Not until I’ve dealt with her,” I snapped, my grip on Eleanor’s hair tightening. “This woman doesn’t deserve to live after everything she’s done.” Adam grabbed my arm, trying to pull me away. “Charlotte, stop this! Are you mad? She’s sick! You’ll kill her!” “Sick?” I scoffed, laughter bubbling up from my chest. “She’s not sick, Adam. She’s a fraud! A manipulative liar who’s been fooling you this whole time!”

"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.

I typed my confession, sticking my tongue out to lick my lips. “Don't play games else you are ready to lose, Crane Xander. I'm not your type, for real.” She mocked which made me grit my teeth in anger. No one had the guts to insult me or mock me but she kept me on the edge, she hadn't even fallen for my charm just yet. I didn't waste my time and energy trying to woo girls cause they would have come crawling to my crib but I was willing to waste my time on this blonde. My phone vibrated with her message again,

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.

Charlotte hadn’t just been collecting power; she had been engineering a symphony of control, each move a calculated note designed to bind the world in invisible chains. Evelyn’s fingers hovered over the keyboard. “…This is bigger than we imagined,” she whispered. “She’s not just dangerous — she’s unstoppable if she gets what she wants.” Lucas placed a hand over hers, grounding her. “Then we stop her. One step at a time. Together.” But as the reality of the project sank in, so did another truth: Charlotte had known Evelyn personally. Every file, every plan, was tailored not just for power, but for revenge. Secrets from Evelyn’s past — family ties, long-buried mistakes — were weaponized agains

“But then I heard about Topher’s big, stupid Halloween party. And it just… I snapped. It hit me so hard. Not because I felt left out or actually wanted to go or anything. But I was like, no. No fucking way is he going to get away with moving on, and throwing parties, and having a grand ol’ spiffy time after what he did to me. He put my entire future career at risk, Wick. That fucker doesn’t deserve a happy ending, so… So I’m going over there tonight and I’m leaving my stupid bra that he gave me along with a fake used condom in his room so he’ll think I moved on and had sex on his bed with someone else. And he’s going to feel my goddamn wrath. He’s going to see up close and personal just how

Charlotte stood on her own two feet and looked around to see if anything could be found. Today she will kill this man. Only because of this animal who was standing in front of her, her happy family was over. Alice and she, both of the sisters, lost both of their mother and father and became orphans. Charlotte was searching for something so that she could hit Liam Graham. She was wanting revenge so hard that she wouldn’t regret it if she even killed Liam Graham.

His voice was barely audible, lost in the cacophony of panic that reigned outside his window. As the night deepened, the city pulsed with a mix of scandal and anticipation. Aurora retreated into the safe cocoon of her apartment, yet even there, every shadow seemed to whisper of impending danger. She paced the length of her living room, replaying the chain of events in her mind. The satisfaction of seeing Dorian’s world crumble was undeniable, but the cryptic message gnawed at her. It was a reminder that in the intricate dance of revenge, one could never be sure who might be watching—or waiting.

“--- My love life is none of your business, dad! You should have made me married to Ethan from the onset then all of this wouldn't have happened. I'm not interested in reconciling with Scarlett; Ethan is all that matters to me!” With that, Charlotte stormed out of the house, leaving her parents stunned and speechless. All they wanted was for her to get closer to Scarlett so she could gain access to social status, financial gain and business opportunity but her obsession with Ethan was a stumbling block. Would Charlotte's thirst for revenge against her sister ultimately destroy any chance at reconciliation, or would her obsession with Ethan prove to be her undoing?