Her Revenge Novels & Stories

Only her tears moved. She felt the life drain out of her… and then the loss of her baby. Blood flowed between her thighs, staining her white skirt with red. She wanted to scream. She wanted revenge. She wanted justice. But her breath was fading fast. With the last of her strength, she looked straight into Solana and Olivia’s eyes, letting them see the depth of her heartbreak and fury. ‘I swear by the name of Moon Goddess Selene… I will have my revenge.’

“After you see the evidence I’ve collected, you’ll be lucky if your sister even has a future.” Noah handed the police a set of photos and videos, proof of Mira bullying her classmates. While Mira was busy running her mouth online, Noah and I had been digging quietly. In my last life, I’d met a woman while hauling bricks at a construction site. She mentioned her beautiful, smart, and filial daughter before her smile faltered and tears welled up. When I asked why she was crying, she told me her daughter was beaten to death, and she knew exactly who had done it.

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.

she muttered as a tear slipped through the corner of her eyes. She had been tortured, only Iris had dared to plead for her but she didn't truly care for her,she knew it but still clung onto that little show of care. But the care the ladies had shown to her was pure and true, she felt it from their words and eyes, it warmed her soul. Her first instinct was to live but she was willing to stay here for them, having someone who genuinely cared was far enough than revenge which she might never get.

He remained steadfast in his belief that true justice could be achieved through compassion and integrity. As the fight for justice continued, Alex learned to navigate the delicate balance between personal grief and public responsibility. The shadow of revenge no longer loomed over him as a dark cloud; instead, it had transformed into a guiding light, illuminating the path toward meaningful change. In this journey, he discovered that the most powerful revenge was not in retaliation but in the relentless pursuit of justice that could foster healing, growth, and a better future for all.

She did go beyond what was expected. She is enlightened despite the fact that she almost has feelings for Arthuro. Without Antonio on her side, the outcome of the quantization might not be good. Until her dreams come true, she will not leave the young man. She would use Arthuro for the rest of her revenge. She will make her look like the true savage that she is and will make sure that it will hurt a lot. Mission: To get revenge of Michel and Arthuro. From the very beginning, that's exactly what it was.

Every detail, from the curl of his tiny fingers to the sweet, milky scent of his skin, was burned into my mind. I closed my eyes, willing myself to forget, but the image only grew clearer. Tears streamed down my cheeks, hot and salty, remembering his heartbeat slowing until it stopped altogether. The pain was like a physical force, squeezing the air from my lungs until I couldn't breathe. Hours passed, each one filled with the steady ache of grief and the fierce determination for revenge. Finally, I pushed myself out of bed, my movements slow and heavy as I made my way to the bathroom. I washed my face and changed my clothes and I felt as if I were underwater, the world around me muted and d

I couldn’t think past the revenge. Revenge was the only thing that got me moving again after a few months of their deaths. It was the only thing that will keep me sane and at the head of my pack. That’s exactly what I plan to do. She has to pay everyday for her betrayal. While she didn’t poison them herself, she was related to him. His blood was running through her veins. She was a manipulative liar. She knew everything from the beginning. She was playing innocent. She actually made me regret punishing her. Now that I think about it, twenty lashes were nothing. I should have punished her with a hundred.

But the truth is that hate is only love turned inside out bruised, rotting, but still beating. There was a time when Sheila’s revenge was methodical. She wanted justice, proof, exposure. But now, with every secret she unearthed, her humanity slipped further away. The discovery of Adrian’s hidden crimes had changed something fundamental inside her. It was no longer about revenge. It was about retribution. And retribution has no mercy. Adrian sat in his study, staring at the flickering screen that whispered her name. Vanessa watched him from the doorway, suspicion festering like a wound she could no longer hide.

And it all started with ‘Revenge’ to avenge the humility she went through, she decided to turn evil. I must be wasting your time. I know. But it just keeps getting interesting on how every powerful being joined hands together, but are still unable to stop Krulisa and Borham. Now you know, Revenge can make you unstoppable. You just keep pushing yourself to do it, until one day, you finally realise, that revenge made you lose your own world. Now, don’t stop here! Let me tell you what happened next. Back to the story. Heatherhalls Institute.