Mean Pranks For Revenge Novels & Stories

“What do you think? After being set up like that—if you were him, would you forgive it?” “I... I didn’t think that far. I just thought, maybe this way I could put some pressure on him... maybe give myself a chance.” “Foolish. You were really foolish! This kind of trick might work on some ordinary rich kids, but with Xavier? Not only is it useless, it’s bound to backfire!” “He may seem carefree on the surface, like nothing really gets to him. But once you cross his bottom line, the consequences are far worse than you can imagine.”

Revenge 16 Alvin walked into the office in his company that he had just become the ceo . The meeting that he had just ended a few hours ago and here he was trying to understand what had just happened , though he found it so hard to believe that the girl who was so quite couid say that much words to his dad , that was literally the last thing that he had ever thought could happen but it did to his greatest surprise . He never thought that he would ever be one considering her as brave but the fact remains that he was still shocked about what happened .

“It’s embarrassing.” Dr. Mark leaned back slightly in his chair. “You want honest advice?” “That depends how painful it is.” “The rich eventually become public entertainment.” He shrugged lightly. “People project fantasies onto money. Relationships become stories. Marriages become scandals. Somebody always gets turned into the villain.” “That sounds depressing.” “It is depressing.” I stared quietly at the coffee cup warming my hands. “They made it sound like I ruined lives.” His expression softened slightly then. “People always hate women more publicly than men.”

In the staff lounge, Mandy was bragging to her mother about her achievements, while Ethan stood behind her and eagerly massaged her shoulders. "Mom, our revenue increased several ten-folds. I skimmed 435 grand from it. You and Dad can just enjoy your vacation." After a few casual remarks, she hung up. Ethan immediately leaned close to her ear. He lowered his voice and spoke in a charming tone. "Mandy, this surge in revenue wouldn't have happened without me, right? Don't you think it's time you gave me that Porsche you promised?" Mandy was clearly in a great mood. She reached back and caressed his face.

“When the Moon-Lake Pack was still powerful, you were arrogant. You bullied everyone here at the academy—especially Wynette.” “You owe them an apology.” “Drink a glass for each of them.” I looked at the table. It wasn’t just a few glasses. It was dozens—each one filled with potent spirits. Not ordinary wine. These were dangerous even for a healthy wolf. My wolf was already weak. Barely holding on. I inhaled shakily. “What if I refuse?” One of them leaned in, voice dripping with mockery. “Taryn, you have no pack now. No name. No power. You sure you want to make enemies again?”

he stared at me passionately, his eyes craving for my reaction but I was just numb trying to process where all this was leading to. "I can still achieve my revenge through you. Rather than killing you, I've got other plans. I'm gonna make you pay for the atrocities of your father and you are gonna take all the afflictions for your pack, from now on, you are my slave." Venom dripped in every syllables of his words but I could care less for now. Only four words reverberated in my head and settled rent free in it; ~you are my slave~

This is not the June I know. “Are you that stupid?” “What?” My tears are starting to cloud my eyes. “Hah!” “June! Stop playing a prank—“ He cuts me off when he pulled me up to stand and dragged me near the edge of the rooftop. My heart’s beating was something I couldn’t describe. It’s fast yet I can still breathe fine. “W-what are you—“ “Don’t you get it?” He smirked. “I was using you from the start, and right now, I’m getting tired of you. You’re such a pathetic girl did you know that?”

“Don’t be so serious, Charles; it is just a prank.” My brows tightened. “A prank?” I looked between Megan and the fortuneteller. “What did you mean by it is a prank?” “Calm down, Charles,” Megan started calmly, realizing the gravity of the situation. “Remember the dinner party where those girls ruined the night and lunch? I just decided to give you a little payback so please don’t take it personally. It is just for jokes.”

"Carpentry ain't easy. Jesus 'Whistling Hands' Christ was a carpenter all those years ago, so you know it's tough work." I laughed at his irreverence -- he was always known to run screaming from a church, so the jokes were to be expected. "Where did you hear that one? It doesn't feel like yours." I asked. "A bad movie podcast. We Hate Movies. I steal their jokes more than I want to admit," he said bashfully. "Aww, that's okay. I wouldn't hear them otherwise. So... how long do I have to wait for your revenge?" Ronny glanced back at me. "My next prank? Depends. Do you have any rules you need to establish?" He gave me such a pointed look, he had to have something specific in mind, but I wasn't

I grin. "As though it suits your rage,am in" I smile. "After the revenge we continue this conversation!" I add. Current time. Kara's POV. "And with that we brewed this perfect revenge plan. The moans and nakedness were dumb act to make it realistic" I explain. "Outsmarted me princess" he chuckles painfully. "Certainly I did". "Now for my major revenge" I power on the drill. "Don't think so princess.." Dolan hops through the window.