Manga About Revenge Isekai Novels & Stories

Chef Joshua served her breakfast in hopes to lighten her spirits up. After breakfast, she went to the library to find a good book that will somehow ease her mind a little. She would like to pick something different to read today. She went to other parts of the library and saw a ‘manga’ . It is a Japanese comic book with numerous volumes. It’s also a graphic novel and is suitable for both adults and children. She was intrigued by the story's premise and was also familiar with this genre of book. Annika picked up the manga that is entitled ‘Special A’ whereas the male main character is extremely wealthy and is perfect at any aspect. He was loved by everyone while the female character is just a

“And I’ve decided I don’t like the ending. So I’m rewriting it.” I didn't give him a chance to howl. I drove my knee into his gut, folding him in half, and before he could hit the ground, my hand was around his throat. I lifted him, his boots dangling a foot off the moss. He thrashed, his claws scratching uselessly at my forearms, his face turning a mottled purple. “You’re a footnote, Korgan,” I said, my voice devoid of emotion. “A ghost Zebub is going to keep waiting for until the day Amani rips her throat out.”

In his place stood a cold-hearted, merciless Urekai with so many reputations it was difficult to keep count. “I warned you,” he stalked to me with disgust twisting his handsome face. “Our paths must never cross a third time.” “I did not create this bond.” “No. Fate did.” His tone dropped to something calm. Too calm. “They knew it was time for my revenge. And like a sacrificial lamb, they brought you to me.” He gripped my cheek, tilting my face until our eyes locked. I could not look away. “When I am done with you, Baevera Eldareth,” he murmured, “you will wish this day never came.”

“Alright, alright. But I feel like a burglar on his own wedding night.” “If you keep talking, I’ll throw my pajamas at your face.” “Oh? That sounds more like a reward than a punishment,” he muttered teasingly, still smiling, still keeping his eyes shut. I shook my head, holding back a smile, and changed as quickly as I could. My heart pounded uncontrollably. I was really doing this. All for revenge. For the pain he’d caused. And yet here I was like this, in front of the man I supposedly hated. Maybe.

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.

In my previous life, my mate and brother killed me together on my marking ceremony, believing that I bullied their precious Omega lover for twelve years. After being reborn to my high school days, I will show then what the true bully looks like. My last memory of my previous life? Silver water eating through flesh and bone, the agony of it melting my eyes. Through blurred vision, I saw Sarah, protected behind my brother's back. I lunged forward with my claws extended, tearing through her heart.

had several questions to ask but wanted to let it all lie low while I focused on the future and how to get my revenge on those who had killed me. I was sure not going to let it slide. I wanted to know exactly how I was reborn, but it seemed as though River kept going back and forth whenever I asked him that particular question, so I decided to let it slide. River was either keeping the information from me or didn't know either from the surprise I saw in his eyes when I walked in. I shook my head and made up my mind that my revenge would come first. Our conversation continued, and as we spoke, I found myself slowly letting go of my old grudges. I realized that, in this new life, we could be

“Get me the RPG.” After I heard that, I quickly jumped into the hole I saw not far away. As the wall I was leaning get blasted by the RPG. Damn, now my ears are ringin’. I feel weak, why are these kittens so strong? I mean yeah, they are soldiers of f*cking Kanzeri. What do I expect? They come to my house with a boxed wrapped with a pretty bow on it? My eyes are throbbing, it’s painful. I had to press my palms above my eyes as I thought they’re gon’ pop out. F*ck why now? Why does this always happen to me?

When he opened his eyes again, there was blood, sharpness, and stars exploding in his eyes. “What Three-Immortal Grass, what martial dao world transformation diagram, what hundred days of return? All of you, get lost! “I want revenge now!” Boom! The void behind Caspian suddenly collapsed. The chains converged into a long bridge. Caspian looked at the crowd in front of him. They had already made their decision before Caspian returned. They nodded at Caspian. Revenge! "Caspian, we also want to go," Jessica and Yvonne Johnson said almost at the same time.

Mayra is planning on something but would she accomplish getting her revenge? Let's check the upcoming chapters.