I Love Revenge Novels & Stories

Or could it be rooted in genuine paternal concern and love, wishing to shield his son from harm? Various thoughts raced through Justin's mind. He couldn't be held accountable, having never experienced that paternal affection, the protective love fathers typically harbor for their children. Recalling his father's question, Justin carefully crafted a response, "If I knew the identity of those who sent assassins after me, they'd be dealt with already. I genuinely have no clue, father," he lied. Revealing the culprit to his father would jeopardize Justin's quest for revenge, and that was a secret he wasn't willing to disclose.

Even if I was covered with hatred and revenge was the only thing in my mind, being a prostitute or entertainer would not even in my choice. I chose to be a waitress in this bar. This bar was called Padi's, and it's one of the high-end bars in the city. Most of the customers here were from the higher part of society. But even being just a waitress, crud men were all around, especially when even waitresses had to wear almost nothing. I had to cope with this shit undercover even if I complained and disagreed. Because whether I liked it or not, this was the easiest way to start my revenge for these people.

Why should I remain good to people after that? Sophia's head fell. They are on the same boat. He's lucky he still has battalion of soldiers who are still submissive to him, his wealth is still there and his mother is fighting to live. What about her? Even her dignity is gone and that's why she hates herself for loving Justin. "You never told me about this. West, revenge is sweet, but it also has its consequences. If you hurt them, you will be no different from them, I think you should…"

"No Phil you_" He cut her "Perhaps, I didn't apologise or perhaps you were trying to protect me from something. I really don't care. All I want, is for us to work this marriage. Be my wife again. Let love rule us. Do you want all these?" Does she want all these? Offcourse she does! She is tired of being a revenge tool. She wants a serious relationship for once in her life. She wants to love her husband wholeheartedly without having to plan any fuckin games. Damb this Revenge Game! Damn his father! Damn her Pride! and most especially, Damn her Mother!! She loves this man and she wants her marriage to work. She nodded a Yes.

Amidst their angry shouts, Steve, who had once been saved by me but then betrayed me, suddenly dropped to his knees. He slapped himself repeatedly, even drawing blood from his mouth, before he stopped. With tears streaming down his face, he begged, "I'm sorry, Mr. Leeds. I deserve this. But my son is innocent. Please, save him. Please!" But no matter how much he begged, I was no longer soft. I simply said, "I can't help you." But before I walked away, I did leave them with Yves' whereabouts. They should sort out their own problems.

she says flatly. The words slice through the air like a blade. I don’t answer. That’s her confirmation. Scarlett folds her arms, voice trembling now. “You still love her. After everything.” “Love,” I repeat softly, tasting the word like venom. “Isn’t the right term.” “Then what is?” “Obsession, revenge, disgust,” I say. “Retribution. Take your pick.” Scarlett’s face twists—hurt, fury, disbelief. “You’re pathetic.”

She turned the laptop so Angelina could see the screen. A blank video started playing with a voice of a lady which Angelina immediately recognized. She was shocked as the normally warm and sweet was so cold and emotionless. But what shocked her most were the words which were said -"Hello Angelina! How are you? Anyways since you are listening to this video than my lovely brother-in-law and sister-in-law are dead. So how are you holding the death of my dearest brother-in-law and sister-in-law? You must be confused right who killed them and why did I record this message and left it there, its because I wanted you to know that I was the one who killed them. I hated them, everyone one of this fam

“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?”

Hindi ako nakatulog ng mahimbing dahil sa sobrang daming iniisip. With what happened, I do not know who to trust anymore. It turns out that the person I love, just want to have revenge because of what happened to his parents. The fear, anger, and sadness I saw on his eyes yesterday was enough for me to say that he can twist the afate and take a revenge on me. Minahal niya ba talaga ako?

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.”