Ex Wife Revenge Novels & Stories

Anika replied smiling, after all, she had William by her side, and she knew that her son-in-law would do anything to help mother and daughter get revenge on Liana. And what did Liana have in her favor? She was divorced and couldn't count on Edward, after all, he was going to remarry and Betina wouldn't let that happen, so she was nothing compared to them. "Is that so, Anika? Then let me tell you something, today it was you who saw me like this, tomorrow it will be your turn to beg me!" Liana replied smiling, and for some reason, Anika felt her heart freeze. "Liana, what do you plan to do? Don't even think about doing something that you won't be able to handle the consequences later!" Aisha s

Serena—my ex-wife, the woman I'd thrown out in the rain, the woman whose life I'd destroyed—was marrying one of the richest, most powerful men in the world. And she looked happier than I'd ever seen her. "Please be seated," the officiant said. I sat down mechanically, my mind unable to process what I was seeing. "I can't believe this," my mother whispered furiously. "She planned this. She planned all of this. She married Ethan Ashford just to get revenge on us." "She's been married to him this whole time," I said quietly, the pieces falling into place. "When she came back. When she took over the company. She was already Mrs. Ashford."

“You here to ask what your wife looks like when she’s screaming my name?” Billy didn’t answer. He lunged. The first punch caught Luis by surprise, sending him sprawling into a wall of mirrors. The next one met resistance—Luis was stronger than he looked. The two men tangled, fists flying, grunts and curses echoing through the empty space. “You think this is about jealousy?” Billy growled, slamming Luis into a locker. “You destroyed my marriage!” Luis laughed, blood on his lips. “Your marriage was already broken, Jackson. Maybe if you weren’t such a cold bastard, she wouldn’t have needed me to make her feel alive. Face it—you bored her.”

I was to be available when needed, silent when not, and convincing enough to sell the illusion of intimacy. And in return he would offer me power. Position. Revenge. Everything Caleb thought he’d stolen from me, Dominic was offering back—multiplied. All he wanted was my signature. I stood by the desk in silence, fingers wrapped around the pen. It was heavier than I expected, cold metal pressed to my palm. “Just walk away,” I whispered to myself, “you don’t need to get revenge,..you aren’t that petty.” But the problem was that I wanted to be petty - for just this once.

“I’m not done. He’s paying you what? A hundred million? I’m just saying, you can ask him to double it. Milk him for what he’s got. That is a lot of money, Iris.” “I’m not marrying my daughter’s father, Megan. And to think it’s all just for what? Revenge? This is a marriage we’re talking about. Marriage to my ex-husband’s ‘brother’. I want nothing to do with that family.” I told Maverick that I was going to think about it, which I had been doing in the last three days since I got back, weighing the pros and the cons. Because as much as I wanted revenge, I couldn't go on with that plan at the expense of my family. My daughter.

I was just being manipulated and played like an instrument. “There’s no such thing,” he said in his firm voice. “Stop twisting things, Valarie. We are not getting back together, not now and not ever.” “Oh, I’m twisting things?” she scoffed, stepping closer to him. “You mean to tell me that after everything, you’re really choosing this?” She gestured toward me with a sneer. “A child? Over your wife?” His eyes flashed with fury. “Ex-wife,” he snapped. She let out a bitter laugh. “Oh, come on, River. You think some paperwork changes what we had? I was there before all of this. Before your precious reputation, before your polished lectures, before your stupid, reckless decisions.” Her eyes darke

My heart squeezed in my chest. He whispered something into her ear, which made her smile brightly, and I held my breath as everything around me stopped. She was just as breathtaking as the morning sun. “You know her?” Seth’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I bit down on my lower lip, wanting the physical pain to take my mind away from the emotional one. “Yes, that’s my ex-wife.” “She’s beautiful.” He gushed helplessly. “I know.” I agreed, and she was with another man.

He was obviously not interested in carrying out his plans anymore, judging from what I saw earlier while walking in. ''Plans?'' I questioned, forcing my wrist out of his strong grip, ''Your ex wife is back into your life. And I know for sure that you're dropping the revenge we've been planning. So what plans are you blabbing about?'' ''Look, Valerie. It's not like that, okay? Rebecca really looks repentant of her actions. And I—'' ''Just hold it right there,'' I snarled, interrupting his sentence, ''It's none of my business if you want her back in your life and house. I really don't care anyway.''

So, I cut ties with him, I even changed my name from Sarah Cole to Eve. “I’m really sorry Logan….I’m really sorry.” I begged, letting tears fall freely from my face. I saw his eyes drift to my desk, and he slowly picked up the revenge draft I was making before he walked in. “You want to get revenge on your ex-husband, when you are the one that should be exiled from the rest of us? Is that not pathetically hilarious?” He mocked me, but I couldn’t get mad at him. He had no idea about what I went through in that house, but his pain must have been worse than mine since he lost his brother and his father’s company was ruined too.

But now, all I saw was performance. A man who could not afford scandal. A man who wanted control. My mother in law rushed to him. “Stand up! What are you doing?” I stared at them both. Cold. Detached. “I want a divorce,” I said clearly. “Whether you like it or not.” I turned and walked away. Behind me, I heard her voice. “Such an ungrateful human being.” Then she turned on him. “It’s all your fault, James. All your fault.”