Looking For Revenge Novels & Stories

I told the Beta to investigate and report on what happened to Moon-Lake Pack and Taryn in the past three years in detail. I was reluctant to read the report when everything was presented clearly. The Beta suggested not reading it. “Alpha, it’s hard to believe what happened.” I took a deep breath, locking that document into the drawer. “List out those assholes. I will revenge for Taryn.” Part of them were already arrested. I deployed warriors to arrest the rest.

“And the girl. She's out there, and someone's hiding her. I want her found. Search every corner of this city if you have to.” One of them hesitated, glancing at the other. “Boss, we've been looking for days. That leads us nowhere.” His fist slammed down on the desk, papers scattering. “Then look harder. She's not a ghost. Someone knows where she is.” The words came out sharp, laced with the frustration eating at him. Whoever was behind it would pay. They'd all pay. As they left, Lennox sank into his chair, rubbing his temples. Revenge. That's what this was. Someone who had the balls, thinking they could take him down.

The answer came instantly. Without hesitation. Dante fell silent. Aurora smiled. “But the question is…” She stepped closer. Her gaze sharp. “…who is being set up?” Lily bit her lip. Hard. Almost drawing blood. Her thoughts spiraled. And slowly… She realized something. This wasn’t just revenge. This was… something bigger. Aurora didn’t just want to destroy them. She wanted… To make them destroy each other. Aurora turned and picked up her phone.

"And what is it that you seek, Scarlett? What is your purpose now?" The weight of my purpose bore down upon me, the desire for justice burning within my soul. "Revenge," I whispered, my voice filled with a mix of determination and anguish. "I want revenge on Mark, the one who took my life. But I am lost, Dr. Thorne. Lost in this tangled web of time and destiny. I don't know what exactly to do, how to navigate this path of vengeance."

I threaten, earning a growl from the blond guy watching us with a scowl. “Living like that isn’t anything new for me,” she says calmly. “But don’t worry. I give you my word—what I want most is to get revenge on Oliver. I could never betray my new partner.” She offers her hand to seal the deal, and as a sliver of light filters into the SUV, my eyes narrow when I notice her split lip. “What happened to you here?” I ask, gently taking her chin and inspecting her face. I’m certain she didn’t have that injury a few days ago.

me: " if you are Hayden LI.. and the great business man.. then why did you joined as my father assistant and married me.. " Hayden: " oh you want answer.. ask your dad.. oh I just forgot to say.. from now onwards you won't go out of here... fine let me tell me.. I just joined your father company.. to take my revenge... " Listening to this, I felt like my world collapsed... ' revenge... what revenge...!!!!'

I had to be smarter, stronger, and more resourceful than ever before. Closing my eyes, I allowed myself to drift off, thinking about each of the people who had hurt me. Diana, with her hurtful tongue and cruel games. Mr. Hunter, who turned a blind eye to the torment we went through. Tommy and Jake, Dylan’s lackeys who followed his orders without question. And Dylan himself, the ringmaster of my misery. They were all going to pay, and I would make sure to achieve my revenge at any cost.

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ RETRIBUTION (COMING SOON) REVENGE IS JUSTICE ATHENA It's more karma than vengeance, but it counts. Dylan Thompson, James Miller, and Tom Sanders will pay for what they have done to me. I'm going to make them suffer, I'm going to make them wish they'd never met me; they always say save the best for last, so my vengeance on them will be my grand finale, but the others will have to pay first. Leo

Her sobs echoed through the quiet night, a lament for the choices she could never undo. In the midst of her grief, a spark of determination ignited within Carla. The vow for revenge burned brighter, fueled by the conviction that Mara must pay for the suffering she believed had been unjustly thrust upon her. Yet, beneath the layers of resentment, a flicker of self-awareness glimmered—a recognition that revenge might not bring the peace she sought. "I will make her pay," Carla whispered, her voice a solemn oath. "But I must be cunning, patient. I cannot let emotions cloud my judgment."