My Vengeful Ex Wife Novels & Stories

“You better don't be here when I get back because I will fucking kill you and bury you myself.” I sprinted out of my office and dialled my wife's number as I entered into my car. Driving out of the company like a drunken man. The call entered voice mail and I cursed under my breath. I swear, I won't ever forgive myself if anything happen to Valentina.

I turned back one last time—with almost teary eyes—to face the white mansion where I grew up. "Bye, bye," I said to the house and got into my car. My phone chimed. Freaking Vayden: I emptied a nightstand. Will it be enough to keep all your stuff? Viana: I will kill you. Freaking Vayden: Already threatening your recently married husband. I must really be a lucky man. Wow. Viana: Whatever.

It didn't matter if that tool had a beating heart that bled every single day. "You have to believe me, Caroline. I searched everywhere for you-" "Mr. York," I finally lifted my head and held his gaze. My eyes are blurry but I still make out when his jaw dropped in shock and his hands are slipping from my shoulders. "If you ever appear in front of me again, I'll release the CCTV footage to the press and show the world how much of a cheating husband you are. It's my world against yours," I lean into him as I tremble in anger. "I beg of you to dare me, just once!”

I murmured, my voice trembling and barely audible against the charged atmosphere. Vance's gaze turned fiery, fixating on me with an intensity that made my pulse quicken and compelled me to step back instinctively. "My brother's unjust sentence—his entire fate—was orchestrated by Ian’s family," he spat, his words dripping with hatred and sorrow. "They’re the reason my wife, Davina, is dead, and I won’t let them get away with it.”

For five years, Claire Carter mourned the twins she believed were dead. Blaming herself, she clung to Ethan, hoping another baby could save their marriage. Instead, he shattered her with one question: “Have you looked at yourself lately?” Then Claire discovered Ethan had another family: Olivia, the woman Claire had rescued and trained, and a five-year-old son who called him Daddy. While Claire grieved, Ethan and Olivia lived as a perfect family. But the betrayal runs deeper. The grave Claire visited for five years may not hold her twins. Now pregnant again, Claire chooses divorce, reclaims her company, and exposes Olivia. The grieving wife is gone. In her place stands

She clenched her teeth, but the pain in her stomach was so intense, it overwhelmed the anger she fought to suppress. “Eira Carson, I know my husband is with you. Please… tell him to save me,” she begged her voice barely a whisper. “I’m… dying…” “Hahaha! You’re still breathing, older sister? Aren’t you tired? Why not just let go and be free?” Eira taunted. "Please..." she gasped. "Who is that?" a deep voice came through. “Who else could it be? Your wife,” Eira sneered. “Oh, that bitch. Don’t call her my wife. I feel sick every time I hear her name. If it weren't for revenge, I would have left her long ago,” Riven's voice was cold and blunt.

she adds softly. I stare at the hand, imagining its tendons severed. Hate. Hate. Hate. Kill. Maim. Destroy. Valentina collects her fingers, hiding them under the table and her eyes seem to search my face for an answer to my rather disturbing mood. She must find it because she looks away sharply, her fingers shaking on her fork. There’s murder in my eyes, has been there since I returned home and found that my wife has been behind the mysterious strings of unfortunate incidents surrounding me recently.

Bella Dean lost everything the night her parents died—her family, her future and eventually her dignity when she was married into the very family responsible for her ruin. For three years, she endured a cold marriage, silent humiliation and betrayal disguised as duty. When she finally escaped, she returned stronger, wealthier and carrying twins no one was meant to know about. But revenge is never simple. The man who saved her wanted to own her. The man who broke her wanted her back. And the truth behind her parents’ death was darker than she ever imagined. Caught between obsession, guilt and a family built on bloodstained wealth, Bella must decide whether justice is worth the pri

Then he banged my head on the wall before turning my head so i was facing him. I didn't mutter a word throughout this action. I could only stare at his hateful face and hope he would drop dead. “You- i should've known you were a bitch, even though you were a virgin when i married you.. Something was definitely different, you became like a wild horse that couldn't be tamed..” I laughed at the anxious look on his face as he spoke. He was indeed my foolish ex-husband. Looking at him made me regret not divorcing him long ago, the fact that i settled for a bastard like him made me laugh louder than i intended but i couldn't help it. Since he fell for my lies, why not push it.

"She lied to me that she would not cause any trouble in my married life. In reality, she used her child to break my marriage. I was sad when she lost her baby because of my mistake." "Your mistake?" She regards me with a squint. "It was an unfortunate car crash," I mutter. "You were in a car accident!" she murmurs shakily. The shock and fear are evident on her face. I gently caress her slightly swollen cheek. "I am all right. Don’t be concerned." She nods in a trance-like state and says, "Ruby kidnapped me because she was sad after losing her child. I now know why she wanted to kill me. She was exacting vengeance on us."