Looking For Revenge Novels & Stories

His Dad had cut his holiday short because of this and he was sent back to london. "By the time Mummy came out of Jail, she wasn't preganant and we didn't see any baby. We were told she had a still birth due to stress. That was when we all made our decusion to revenge. We wanted Revenge by all means and f it was going to take a billion years to get an opportunity and give our sweet vengence, we would wait" "As time grew, and as I grew I decided to leave it for God. God is the only one authorised to Revenge but you see Laura and Mum. They would never do that. They would never."

I drained my champagne glass. The great hall erupted in applause. Robin, completely melted by my performance, leaned down and whispered possessively in my ear, "Soon, they'll all be calling me Don Gallo." The hunger for the Moretti family's wealth and power was practically boiling over in him now, an ambition he could no longer hide in his eyes. Three days until my revenge. I simply smiled at him, then turned to my brother, Marco. "Brother, I feel a little dizzy," I said, pressing my fingers to my temple and swaying slightly.

But even as I said it, I wasn’t sure who bothered me more—the man hiding in Italy, or the fire burning inside the woman lying beside me. Because when Savannah set her heart on revenge, there was no going back. I mean, that's what led us to this point. When Savannah wants revenge, she'll do anything to get it. And God help anyone standing in her way.

She patted Elsa's cheek affectionately. "It's okay, I understand. You were in love and I could have also told you how I felt in a calm manner too. Let's start over, okay?" Elsa looked at her hopefully, "are you really going to help me?" she asked her. "Yes, I am. Now, what do you want me to do?" "I need a place to stay." "is that all?" she asked in surprise. Elsa understood her surprise, June probably thought she wanted revenge. But Elsa was tired, she just wanted a fresh start in life and nothing to do with either Gabriel or Stella.

As Alex delved deeper into the investigation surrounding his parents’ deaths, he found himself grappling with the shadow of revenge. The desire to seek justice was intertwined with feelings of anger and betrayal, creating a tumultuous emotional landscape that threatened to overwhelm him. The more he uncovered about the circumstances of their accident, the more he felt the pull of darker impulses, whispering to him that retribution was the only way to find peace.

if not, then I wished with everything in me that they kill the bastard. “I don’t care what you do, get rid of that damn skin and I will get rid of Xander the only way I know how. I don’t want the likes of him coming back here and causing trouble again.” He lifted his head and looked at me. His jaw tightened, which meant he was getting angry. The interrogation he subjected me to was not what I went there for. I went for the house, no. the mansion. Because that was no house. “I wouldn’t put it past him to want revenge or for his thirst for revenge to intensify. Mine would if you had skinned me alive like that.”

The despair in his eyes hardened into cold, calculated ambition as he reached for the business card and picked it up, feeling its weight and promise in his fingers. "Well then," he said to the empty office, his voice carrying a new note of determination and dark satisfaction. "I guess it's time for some payback. Revenge. ” He gritted his teeth, “Yes, I will have my revenge, against Vanessa and Jason

I say, with a wicked smile across my face. Javier looks at me stunned, refusing to speak, knowing I'm not one to explain myself. I request action, not words. His smile fades quickly, dissolving into a pained expression. I can tell he's upset about my plan. But I don't care. I can't let my feelings for her get in the way any longer. She's played me for years. It's about time I get my revenge on her and her family for all they've done to me. After a moment, Javier nods before leaving my office to find Silvio. With Javier gone, I turn to look at Miguel once more.

“I really don’t enjoy causing pain to my girls. But if you keep pushing me, I won’t hesitate for a moment to make you plead for your life.” I wiped my nose, gazing at my hand. Fury and the desire for payback ignited inside me. Revenge. I can't control that. I can't do anything here to seek my revenge. But one day, when everything returns to normal, despite the system's failure, I will do everything in my power to bring him down, to see him on his knees, begging for his life. Yet, that idea felt almost too incredible to believe. This man seemed to have a whole crew backing him up, helping him pull off whatever he was up to.

The storm in his eyes broke—hatred surging, violent and consuming. He had thought himself a lone hunter in the dark. He hadn't realized that the prey delivered to his door was another avenger—one with her own war to wage. Just then, his private phone buzzed sharply on the desk. The screen lit up with a name. Nick Wheaton. A cold glint flashed across Will's eyes. He pressed "accept" and turned on speaker mode. A sycophantic voice spilled through the line. "Ah, Will! It's been a while!"