Greatest Revenge Stories Novels & Stories

Renee. I took off my seatbelt and grabbed the wheel, trying to slow her down so the cops could catch up to us. God! She was strong. She hit me multiple times across my face but I still held on to the wheel, turning it in a different direction. When I knew I couldn't overpower her by strength, I had to use the one thing unique to me. My ability to fry someone's brains, and of course she deserves it.

“I had never even talked to Wick Webster before that night. Why are we even discussing him, anyway? I’m here to talk about what you did.” “I’m serious, Haven.” Gripping my arm hard, he pulled me close and peered deeply into my eyes. “Don’t trust him. The prick hates me with a passion you can’t believe. He would love nothing more than to get the ultimate revenge against me. Like fucking you behind my back.” “Revenge?” I repeated softly as the hairs rose on the back of my neck. Funny how he’d use that word. Then I shook my head. “Revenge for what? What did you do to him that was bad enough to merit his revenge?”

I am about to make my first move today which is, making my own company go through some crisis. The revenge I have been planning for years is here now. Today, the enemy of Tyler, is going to release the project we have been working on for months. But the plot twist would be that it would all seem like Tyler have cheated on us and gave his important document related to our project to someone. Tyler didn't gave the file away, we did. But we're going to frame him for it.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

Rebecca concluded her story. By the time Rebecca finished her story, Rachel's eyes were already glittering with tears as she was crying, although it had never occurred to her that her mother was working for the organization, what pained her most was the pain her mother had passed through in the hands of the organization, they had killed her husband, depriving her of her love, even her mother did not know why they were pursued nor did she know why her husband was murdered, she did not feel any hatred towards her parents, rather her love for them grew, as she knew of the hardship her mother had gone through.

He called, and I chuckled, placing him beside his dad. Truly, it was indeed a beautiful and heartwarming moment for us, and I was sure Hayden would never forget it for as long as he lives. ******* Dear Readers, Billionaire's Revenge has finally come to an end and I'm so greatful to God and you all for sticking with me throughout the ride. I wouldn't have come this far without your supports. I must say, it was wonderful. The ending and everything that happened, and I'm pretty certain a lot of you enjoyed the book and the ride.

The Echo of Ashes The aftermath of victory didn’t taste like champagne. It tasted like silence, the kind that filled the empty corners of Aria’s life now that her greatest war was over. Two days had passed since Regina’s public disgrace. News outlets continued to analyze every second of the footage. Aria had become a reluctant symbol, of strength, of rebirth, of calculated revenge. In the places no cameras could see, just behind the scenes, she stood in front of her mother’s gravestone. All alone.

In a fit of rage, she grabbed a kitchen knife and ended their lives, ultimately receiving a prison sentence. The baby was brought to me. I didn’t keep him. After all, this child was theoretically the offspring of mine and Felicity’s enemies. I’m no saint. I sent him straight to an orphanage and never intervened again. Then one night, I dreamt of Felicity. Turns out her spirit had never left. Only after I completed my revenge was she able to rest. She expressed profound gratitude for my vengeance. My eyes welled with tears as I whispered sincerely, “It should be me thanking you for giving me the chance to live again.”

Maybe he thought I needed to forget everything just for a moment, but how could I? Besides, I wasn’t the type to just fall into bed with someone especially not in a moment like this. Yes, my life was a mess after my husband turned my world upside down and Isabella’s betrayal twisted the knife even further, but losing myself in a distraction, no matter how tempting, wouldn't fix anything. I had been hurt, but I wasn’t that broken! Even if Daniel had meant well, I couldn’t do that to myself because giving in to that would have only made everything worse. My heart was already shattered from Gabriel’s betrayal and throwing myself into something with Daniel would just be a bandaid over a bullet

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.