Ex Revenge Novels & Stories

“Can't you see their kindness? I know you're disappointed but just a little bit I need your mercy for my parents as well as me. I don't care what the reason is, I will protect what I can protect. If doing so can hurt you or even hurt me.” Alexander chuckled. He looked at Kimbeerly who continued to cry while he smiled victoriously. Kimbeerly is the stupidest woman. Alexander admits that Kimbeerly is good and honest, but Alexander will not stop the plan he has been planning for a long time. This revenge must end with her winning, not Jeremy winning again. Life must be repaid with life and blood must also be repaid with blood. There is no mercy in this plan nor will there be a chance to make am

“And I'm telling you that if you want to survive long enough to get your revenge, you need to listen.” The word revenge made her blood run cold. Nobody should know that. Nobody. In her previous life, Elena had died believing her entire family had betrayed her. Her fiancé had abandoned her. Her stepmother had stolen everything that belonged to her. And the people she trusted most had watched her downfall without lifting a finger. But now she had been given another chance. She had sworn never to make the same mistakes. Yet this man seemed to know far too much. “Tell me your name.”

“And now that fate has thrown you this… unexpected plot twist, are you trying to rewrite the ending between you two? Hoping for a second chance at love?” Ryan didn’t respond at first. He turned toward the window, watching as the city glowed beneath him. His fingers tightened around the stress ball. Then, with a bitter scoff, he said, “No, Seb. I’m not gunning for a second chance at love with Adina.” His voice was calm. Controlled. “I want revenge.” Sebastian arched his brow. “Revenge?” His tone was incredulous. Ryan’s lips curled into a devilish smirk. “Yes. Revenge. And I’m going to get it.”

she asked. “Vera, I need to ruin my ex-husband for real. I need to come up with a better plan, he needs to feel regret for ever choosing Rosa over me. He needs to feel the pain he made me feel at the hospital. I want to crush him not just physically but emotionally.” “Worry no more, I just got some important Intel that will favor you on your revenge towards him.” “What do you mean?” “Eugene is the key.” “Okay Vera I am not in the mood for jokes.”

"You need to be careful, I don't think it will be easy to mess up with him." "I know. I need to play with his pride first.." "I know that you're trying your best for this revenge but please don't get hurt in the process. I rather have you just kill them right away instead of playing with their emotions." "It won't be fair, Wilson. For years, Rector Reyes tortured my parents. I won't let him die easily, he needs to experience the pain first then I will kill him with my own hands." I said in a cold tone. "How about Alan? He doesn't know a thing about this, so why attacking him?"

, I spit. "Revenge? Really, Karan? You think I got married to you just to take bizarre revenge?", she blurted as if she didn't know anything. "Yes, revenge" "Overthinking! You still have this habit?", she chuckled, I could figure out from her voice. "Don't. Don't try to fool me", I turned back as our eyes met. She looked into my eyes the way she used to do 4 years ago when we were dating. I used to hate it but she loved doing it. She used to look into my eyes for a long time and at last, I used to join her too. I had never asked her why she had been doing that. But today I feel like to know.

Blue confetti everywhere. Sienna stepping forward. "The baby's just not yours, Elena. It's mine." The humiliation. The betrayal. The rage. But wait—that was wrong. The party happened differently. The cake had no color at all. I'd exposed Damien first. I'd served him divorce papers. Which version was real? "Elena?" Dr. Reeves' voice came from far away. "What are you seeing?" "Two parties," I gasped. "Two different gender reveals. Same day. Different outcomes."

Surprisingly, tonight, he didn't look like a businessman; he looked like a predator. “Zayne Nightwood?” Our eyes locked, he raised his glass. His breathtaking sapphire ones didn’t break the contact. Increasing the intensity of the moment which amplified my heart. “Your ex’s mortal enemy. How does that sound like ultimate revenge?” I was shocked at her suggestion but then something wicked knocked in my mind. The alcohol fueled a sudden, reckless bravery. I didn't just want to move on. I wanted to burn Edric’s world to the ground. “How…” I smirked back, raising my glass too, “Perfect,”

Alexander’s eyes narrowed. “Then what is it about?” Elena’s expression hardened. And for the first time, there was something personal in her voice. Something deeper than strategy. Deeper than loyalty. “…Revenge.” The word echoed through the dark hall. Richard’s smile faded. Just slightly. Alexander noticed. “What revenge?” Elena’s grip on the gun tightened again. Her voice dropped. Cold. Sharp. Focused. “The kind you’ve been running from for years.” Richard’s eyes narrowed now.

But I didn’t finish, and Hunter’s voice crashed into mine like a wall of fire. “Keep my mother’s name out of your filthy mouth!” I flinched, and he took a step toward me. “You want to talk about heartlessness? About selfishness?” he roared, stepping forward again. “Your mother was a whore, Reva. A homewrecking whore who seduced a married man and tried to take him away from his family!”