Myex Revenge Novels & Stories

The intensity of my thoughts surged through me, fueling my resolve to seize control of my own destiny. In the dim light of my room, I plotted my revenge, weaving a narrative of deceit and manipulation. It was a dangerous game, one that could have consequences I hadn't fully anticipated. But I was beyond caring. The fires of vengeance burned within me, and I was ready to unleash them upon the world that had wronged me. I knew that Amber had truly been reborn—a phoenix forged from pain and anger. My mind raced, crafting a plan that would leave Brittany Davis shattered, just as I had once been.

Would she start to regret having to pretend to be her boyfriend? She had been absolutely right the previous afternoon, when she'd thought that confidence wouldn't last long. Less than a day into the revenge and she was already bursting with anxiety and tension. - Not really together... - Missy reinforced, talking to her sister to try to distract her mind from those troubling ideas - It's really just to annoy... You know who. - Melissa Edith Sutton is taking revenge on someone... – Megan repeated to herself slowly – Hell must be frozen over at this hour.

She picked up the flash drive. “I want her humiliated,” Jamie murmured. “I want the world to see the woman everyone praises as a fraud.” Jessica’s smile turned predatory. “Then we’re in business.” They clinked glasses, and in some sick way, as a toast to destruction. And somewhere far from that rooftop, Raine Weston had no idea that two ghosts from her past had just joined forces to ruin her future.

But I just couldn't, I still remembered it, it was fresh and hot as if it had happened yesterday and I knew the best way to get revenge is to get wealth, power and connections and I already had it all for and to myself. I knew revenge will not only be fresh and hot, but also sweet and cold. I knew where I was waiting for them and just how to teach those two idiots a lesson they will never forget in a hurry. My private jet Eclipse One, made a smooth landing on the tarmac and the hum of the engines subsided. The wheels hitting the ground signaled my arrival with a little jolt that went through the cabin. I smiled and let my eyes run through the whole space as I adjusted my designer sunglasses.

Well, I was always surrounded by guys since they were instrumental in our vengeance plotting, but I was not really interested in any of them. I recall from my childhood that I had to devote my time and energy to exercising and increasing my stamina on a daily basis. Boys were never only a source of disruption in our plans. I couldn't allow myself to be disturbed. All of a sudden, a hazy memory of my very first rejection came flooding back to me. “Kick harder, Av! How would you kill a bear with that kick? Harder!”

Her makeup was smudged as she screamed at me hoarsely, "Let's settle this privately! I'm begging you… Think about what we had in the past!" The past? I regarded her tear-streaked face, my mind a million miles away as I recalled my tragic end in my previous life. Our places had been switched then, as I begged her to spare me for old times' sake. However, Rita had laughed and recorded my disheveled state before posting it online with the caption, "A despicable doctor pleads guilty while grovelling in court." In the end, I had no choice but to leave the medical field. Even worse, I had died with resentment and despair in my heart.

He read without making any mistakes. “After that, what next?” “Nothing else ma” he replied. “Did you look into the accomplishments of REINE?” I asked carefully. “Yes ma” Good.” I was about walking out when I thought of something. I definitely don’t want to be at that meeting. Trust me, it will be eventful, but I planned to make my revenge very slow, well planned, and smooth. Isaac Friedmann said “the sweetest revenge is done slowly.” So, yes, slow is the plan. “Do you have anything doing today?” I asked, turning slightly, my head on the air, and my ponytail hanging a few inches below my shoulders. I looked like an actress from the 80s. I have wanted to be an actress, but today, I am a busine

I don't stop until I can't hear Trent's punches beside me, and still, I'm unsatisfied. The smell of sweat filters into my nose, but I keep punching, imagining Cade’s face onto the mannequin’s. I unleash all the anger I've kept under a tight leash in other areas of my life. Lyssandra keeps lying to me. How foolish does she think I am that I wouldn't know by now? “That thing would be dead by now if it was a human. I sure hope you've worked out all your frustration.” Trent grunts beside me. I open my eyes, and meet his. “You looked like you had a personal vendetta against your mannequin. I had to reciprocate same.”

I can get on with the next revenge. I let my dad's man to check if he still has his camera here or not but no. He took it off and I'm glad that he put it in the first place. It's not that smart and I felt a little bad for him. He's officially my ex too and now I'm free. I suddenly in the mood for a night drive. I put my clothes on and went straight to the basement to take my motorbike. I put my helmet on and drove it out from my apartment building.