Ntr Revenge Novels & Stories

So useless. Tristan apologized to his father and after many pleas, he conceded and forgave him. We left the old house after dinner. *. *. "Get ready tomorrow. It's Kate's movie premiere. We are invited," He merely said as soon as we got out of the car. Without waiting for my response, he strolled into the house. I followed behind like an obedient dog. He ambled into his room and I also sauntered into mine. "Yes! The second way of getting revenge is to win the best-dressed award tomorrow. I need to let Tristan know that he has lost a jewel while picking stones,"

What a privilege mother f*cker. Lane immediately ran to where they were. “Sir Collin, I am really sorry for her actions. We will try to make it up to you. The club will. You can get every drink that you want for free tonight.” Our head tried to calm him down but I thought he just got angrier by what he said. He gave a small sarcastic laugh. “Hey!” He grabbed our boss' necktie towards him. “I can afford every single drink here. I can even buy this bar if I want to. Do not test my patience.” Collin released his forceful grab to the head.

I also had to work very hard to get those mafias to spare my life. “Bastard, I will definitely kill you.” With that, Duane left with an angry face. I guess he's planning to get his revenge on me in the most painful way, so I have to leave the factory as soon as possible. At least in another area, he wouldn't dare kill people. But when Alva wasn't here, PSS wouldn't let me go anywhere else, so I tried to stay away from Duane, thinking that would make the hatred in his heart subside. But on the contrary, Duane thought I looked down on him, he almost killed me.

he mentioned casually and I frowned. “Care to elaborate?” My words more like a demand than a question. “Remember I mentioned weeks ago, that Flanagan’s secret club started to get more people?” He held my gaze as he waited for my reply, as soon as he noticed I wasn’t responding, he continued. “Well, the club’s name is ‘The Revenge Club’ and she just joined it last night, I am, of course, part of it.” What the hell does Roanne want in a club like… oh, Sebastian. I noticed she was wearing a piece of fabric around her neck and it covered the bruises left by that asshole. She wanted revenge from him, and Violet loves the drama.

There, among the routine alerts, was a new notification—a text message that read simply, “This isn’t over, Aurora. You’ve just lit a fuse.” In that moment, the triumph of her revenge twisted into uncertainty. Aurora’s mind raced with possibilities. Was this the desperate clamor of Dorian’s remaining loyalists, or something far more sinister? The anonymity of the message sent a shiver through her spine. It was as if the darkness itself was speaking—a dark promise that her actions had unleashed a chain of events beyond her control.

“Your responsibility is here now, Nathan. Nina will have to deal with this in her own way.” Nathan grunted, running a hand through his hair in frustration before finally turning back toward me. His eyes were cold again, but I could see the look of revenge in them, as if he was promising me a miserable life. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but then stopped, closing it with a hiss.

His voice was calm, but firm. “Then why?” she whispered. “So you can get revenge,” he said, not softening. The word struck odd and hard in the hum of the party. “Get your life back.” Her breath hitched. “Why?” “Because you deserve it,” he replied. His gaze was steady, unflinching. “Because the bastard deserves everything that’s coming.” Selene’s breath caught, a surge of anger flooding through her. "What do you mean?" "He’s been playing you for years. You think he’s the man you married, but he’s not. He’s nothing more than a coward."

In a fit of rage, she grabbed a kitchen knife and ended their lives, ultimately receiving a prison sentence. The baby was brought to me. I didn’t keep him. After all, this child was theoretically the offspring of mine and Felicity’s enemies. I’m no saint. I sent him straight to an orphanage and never intervened again. Then one night, I dreamt of Felicity. Turns out her spirit had never left. Only after I completed my revenge was she able to rest. She expressed profound gratitude for my vengeance. My eyes welled with tears as I whispered sincerely, “It should be me thanking you for giving me the chance to live again.”

Betrayals and Payback Behind a patch of scrub, Nathan crept toward the flag, moving like a hunter. He spotted Tony still sprawled in the dirt, marker resting at his side. Rookie mistake. Nathan grinned and opened fire, unleashing a storm of yellow and green paintballs that splattered Tony from chest to thigh. “Fuck’s sake!” Tony groaned, wiping paint from his visor. But Nathan’s victory was short-lived. As he turned to gloat, Nick burst from the bushes and hammered him with a burst to the chest, arm, and ribs.

Not for closure. For revenge. And you'll never see me coming.