I Love Revenge Novels & Stories

I am alive, I am loved, and I am thriving. That is the best revenge. And the perfect ending.

Since that's the only other place she knows the road to. I kept on walking for a while my mind drifting off to when she shouted I love you, and I swear I felt my heart in my throat when I heard her. She can't love me, I don't have it in me to love anyone back... I tried the first time but it was all in vain. It was terrible actually, it ended like a fireworks show. Jade, just the thought of her name made my jaw clenched and unclenched unknowingly. That bitch, I trusted her with my life, but she came back to bite my fucking ass hard ripping off my heart in the process...

I'll never forget that face even if it kills me. “Caroline,” I whisper. My ex wife has reappeared.

“I guess there was no way my feelings for him wouldn't die, especially being one-sided. In fact, I think they were already dying before I found out about him and Suzan. – Missy continued, as she rested her head on his shoulder – That was just the trigger. With each new criticism, each new complaint, each new demand, each new time he made me feel inferior or irrelevant... A small part of me was realizing that we couldn't be together. But the way he treated me made me feel like I was the problem, so it took me a while to realize how, in fact, he was the one who didn't care about trying to keep us together. So: No, I don't feel anything for him other than anger. - She frowned, irritated - I did

I will surely get to the root of this and get revenge! Those wicked people that murdered my parents should get ready for a taste of my vengeance!

(Kelly laughs) Beautiful morning bestie, hmmm, someone is in a good mood…spill! So you remember the guy I was talking to at the club, uhmm, yeah, well, he phoned this morning and said he will want to see me again, and asked if we could go out tonight and I said okay. Oh! Yeah, so don't wait up, 'cause mama is feeling lucky tonight. Yeeeeepe! You're such a nasty girl Ashley. Well, I hope you have a wonderful time with… with what? His name? Oh crap! I don't recall, well...who cares! (Ashley makes her way out of the room singing) (The next day…)

The blood on his face had already been washed away, leaving him staring blankly into nothing. "Ice," Andrew called softly, walking to stand beside him. Axel didn’t move. Andrew tried to see what Axel was staring at, but all he could make out was the the distant city lights. "Maybe a stupid question… but how do you feel?" Yes, he had finally taken revenge. But that still didn't change him. He was still cold and distant. It didn't really heal him. A small, misty breath escaped Axel. That tiny sign said more than words ever could.

"To talk. About what happened to you. About Dominic Kane and Ivy Blackwood and the spectacular way they destroyed your life in front of everyone." "I'm not interested in…" "I'm offering you revenge," Miranda interrupted smoothly. "Real revenge. The kind that will make them both suffer the way you've suffered. Are you interested or not?" Sophia should have hung up. Should have blocked the number and moved on with her life. But the word "revenge" sang in her blood like a promise. "I'm listening," she said. In his penthouse, Sebastian Thorne smiled. The pieces were all falling into place.

The man's loyalty extended only as far as his own ambition. A bitter smile touched my lips. He was so utterly, transparently predictable and that predictability was going to be his ruin. My revenge wouldn't just be about taking back my money, it would be about destroying them from the inside out, using their own greed and disloyalty as the tools of their destruction.

The lines between hate and love blurred, forcing her to confront the complexities of her own emotions. As the silence lingered, Florida and Beta found themselves caught in a delicate dance—a dance of revelations and unspoken truths, where past wounds collided with unexpected connections. In this pivotal moment, Florida's journey of revenge took an unforeseen turn, opening a path to rediscovering the depths of her own heart and the possibility of forgiveness.