Novel & Cerita Ex Revenge Stories

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.”

Serena sneered coldly, staring at the face she once loved so deeply. It had been love at first sight back then. But now, when she looked at him, her heart was calm—untouched, unshaken. The greatest sorrow is when the heart dies. The true opposite of love isn’t hate—it’s indifference. And that’s exactly what she felt for him now. No anger. No pain. Just silence. The Art of Revenge was never about rage—it was about letting go. She didn’t need to destroy them. Her joy was the masterpiece. And they would suffer, helplessly, watching her shine.

He said and I sighed. "Who did this?" "I checked the history of Reyes Oils and asked your father a couple of questions but he told me that he didn't have any enemies back then but I'm quite positive that this is a crime of passion. Someone is up for a revenge, Mr. Reyes." He said and I closed my eyes trying to process everything. "Tell me more.." "We lost 3 people in a month and the three of them are the shareholders/stakeholders of Reyes Oil. They were all the people who helped your father to start Reyes Oil. I'm thinking about someone in the past but it seems your father don't remember about it."

me: " if you are Hayden LI.. and the great business man.. then why did you joined as my father assistant and married me.. " Hayden: " oh you want answer.. ask your dad.. oh I just forgot to say.. from now onwards you won't go out of here... fine let me tell me.. I just joined your father company.. to take my revenge... " Listening to this, I felt like my world collapsed... ' revenge... what revenge...!!!!'

"Warriors in their own right. We support each other, plan together. It's about taking back our stories, writing the endings ourselves." "Taking back our stories," I echoed, the phrase resonating within me, a call to rise from the ashes of victimhood. "Can you… can we really do that?" Lizzie's nod was solemn, resolute. "Yes, Roanne." She reached out, her fingers brushing against mine, grounding me back to reality. "The Revenge Club operates in the shadows," she began, her tone shedding any remnants of casualness, morphing into something steel-edged and formidable. "We're a collective of souls, bound by shared scars, who channel our pain into retribution."

He didn't say anything, he was only listening, so I continued. "I was around sixteen when it happened. The man who killed my parents- shot my dad in the head and...forced my mom to please him before he killed her. My mother told me to run and I did...like a fucking coward. I ran like an bitch and I hate myself for it." "Do you know who-" He asked but I cut him off, already knowing his question. "Yes, and I've already taken my revenge." I lied. "Sleep with me" He suddenly said making my eyes widened, "What?"

He'll throw some money at you, and you'll crawl back to your sad little life with your sad little mother. All you'll have left is a fat bank account and a messed-up womb. No real family. No love. No future. Just cash and scars." Liliana's eyes stung with angry tears, but she refused to let them fall. "Maybe you're right. But at least I tried to save someone I care about. What have you ever fought to save besides your own damn ego?" Sophia's face twisted with rage. Something deep inside her broke. "That's it," she hissed.

I sat at my couch, thinking about everything.I can't lie I was disappointed in the person I had become,but I did not want to look back,I wanted revenge and my best friend was just the first person. I made a decision though,I am Never hurting Liam.That ment I am never hooking up with any other man ever again, including Vehaan.There were so many other ways I could revenge. Liam came down and took dinner,then we went straight to bed,he tried bringing up the conversation but I just ignored it.I told him I wanted a baby,really bad.He tried to talk me out of it but I was persistent.

remembering the night I spent alone, nursing a newborn, laboring alone and heartbroken while my best friend and husband were fucking. ‎ ‎Indeed revenge was a dish best served cold. ‎ ‎But the real revenge was just beginning. ‎ ‎And the best part? ‎ ‎I hadn't told him about our son yet. ‎ ‎That was coming. ‎ ‎That was going to be the final, devastating blow. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Oh, Marcus, I thought, watching his car, disappear into the city’s flow. You have no idea what hell is. Because you just stepped into one. ‎ ‎